#that and my baby brothers are 13 and almost 14

[you-have-been-frizzled]

i'm 15 in a couple weeks but i act 16/17 or 12 no in between

YOU’RE FOURTEEN TOO!?! I CANT HANDLE THIS WTH IS HAPPENING!!

IVE THOUGHT YOU WHERE A FERAL 15/16 YEAR OLD THIS WHOLE TIME!!

*dies in old*

[paxaz535]

Brothers Best Friend

♡pairing ♡

paige x black!oc

chapter i

chapter ii , chapter iii , chapter iv ,

summery : daveli has been crushing on her brothers best friend since she was in 8th grade. Finally the two attends the same college and many things happen.

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“So, P. How do you feel about finally going to college?” David asked his best friend as they both sat on the couch. They were currently gaming, being obnoxiously loud. Paige chuckled, “It feels weird but I’m ready to play ball.” She replied as she made 2K Steph Curry make a 3. “Let’s fucking go!”

David just rolled his eyes, planning on distracting her but he knew how crazy she gets over this game so he decided against it. “That was nothing, man.” David spoke as he looked back at the screen. “Nah, you’re just trash.” Paige teased as she grabbed a grape from the fruit bowl in front of them.

Daveli sat on the stairs, listening into the two conversation, she smiled widely every time she heard the older’s girl voice, her crush growing each day. Now, Daveli has been crushing on Paige since she was 13 and Paige was 14.

She could never do anything about it because of her stupid brother, but she’s an adult now- well, almost. She turns 18 in two days. You’d think she’d grow out of the crush but it only grew stronger. Even when Paige had her relationships throughout high school, Daveli never stopped liking her.

Now she’s about to be a senior while Paige would be a Freshman in College in a few weeks. Daveli was proud of her but then again a part of her was upset that the girl would be leaving. She wouldn’t see her for her while. “Eli? what are you doing sweetie?” Her mom asked as she began to walk down the stairs. Daveli jumped, the voice catching her off guard.

“Nothing, momma.” She replied as she took a glance at Paige. She had on an all black outfit with white air forces and her hair was in a low bun, out of her face while she played the game. Daveli cheesed some more, seeing Paige like this made her giddy inside. “Well, come help me with the food.” Her mom spoke as she continued down the stairs.

“Hi, sweeties.” Angelica spoke as she walked up the two gamers. David groaned, “Ma, I told you to stop calling us that.” He spoke as the woman came and kissed the two on their heads. Paige blushed, finding their mom so sweet and caring. She thought of Angelica as her second mom. “Boy, hush. It’s almost dinner, what y’all want?” She asked as she picked up the empty fruit bowl from the coffee table. Paige looked at her phone, it was 5:49. “Oh, thank you but I should probably head home, my dad-” David shook his head.

“You should stay, dude. We can sleep out here and shit.” Daveli inwardly smirked, Paige sleeping over? Oh fuck yea. “I mean, if it’s no bother, Ms. Robertson.” Angelica glared at her son, “Language. And yes, you’re more than welcome to stay.” Paige smiled and texted her dad, letting him know she wont be coming home tonight.

Daveli then made her way towards everyone. She had sleep shorts with a tank on. “Uh, ma. You said earlier that I could pick dinner.” David scoffed, “No? All you do is pick pasta 24/7.” Daveli smacked her lip, “So? All you do is eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches 24/7.” Paige sat back, watching the scene with amusement. “This what we not finna do. Since y’all can’t pick, our guest can choose what we eat. What you want, baby?” Angelica spoke. Daveli rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. Paige smiled innocently, “You still got seafood?” Angelica smiled, nodding her head. David dapped her up, he been wanting seafood for the longest.

Daveli eyes went wide and her mouth dropped as she watched her mother walk towards the kitchen. “Bro, y’all know I don’t fuck wit seafood.” David laughed, “I’m sorry eli, but that’s what I got a taste for.” Paige spoke as she chuckled. “Go make yo pasta.” David teased as he grabbed his game controller and continued playing 2K.

The younger girl just groaned, making her way back upstairs to her room. “Where you going, lili?” Angelica yelled from the kitchen. “To wing stop!” She spoke as she came back down with her keys.

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Daveli came back to the house smelling like seafood and it messed with her stomach. She noticed the two best friends still playing the game and just went back upstairs. She turnt on coryxkenshin and got comfortable in her bed. She couldn’t even take a bite of her wing before she heard the door slam open. She saw the two best friends standing in the doorway, looking at her.

she paused before going back to her laptop. “Elii.” She groaned and paused the video. “you know I love you right?” David spoke as he and paige crept in, daveli knew this game. he’s trying to sweet talk her into letting him get some, what a loser.

“no. get out.” she spoke before biting into the wing. david groaned, “come on sis. let me get one wing.” david spoke as he sat in front of her bed. she shook her head, “no, i only got six. there’s a seafood boil waiting downstairs for you.” paige chuckled, she didn’t want any but why pass up the opportunity to mess with the younger girl?

“i can get one wing.” david pushed as he eyed her food. “no, but what you can do is get out.” she was already on her second one, the girl haven’t ate all day so she was hungry. david rolled his eyes, “you’re stingy.” he got up. “No, just hungry. now, bye.” the girl dipped a wing into the ranch and took a bite. David mean mugged her, he closed her laptop and walked towards the door. “David! you’re so irritating.” daveli yelled as she heard him laughing. paige smirked at the girl, “oh shut up, p.” paige put her hands up in surrender. “the food could be poisoned, what if he just wanted to see?” she asked.

“I would already be dead.” daveli spoke as she finished her third one. paige just chuckled and walked out, closing the door behind her. daveli just smiled to herself, talking to paige was always gonna put a smile on her face. she went back to her laptop and continued to eat.

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It was 8:37 when daveli went downstairs to throw away her trash. She noticed her mom in slight a rush. she had on her scrubs and was looking for something. “hey, sweetheart. you seen my pin?” daveli threw away the bag, “uh.. i think it was in your car. you always leave it in there.” daveli answered as she sat at the island. angelica sighed in relief, “you’re right. thank you, beautiful.” she came over and kissed her cheek. the daughter smiled.

“alright, as you can see I have a night shift so I won’t be back until tomorrow. Please keep those two in check.” daveli laughed, “like they’ll listen to me,” she spoke sarcastically as she watched her mother pick up her purse. angelica smiled, “make them.” daveli followed her out the kitchen and walked her to the door. “I’ll be back tomorrow, you two behave. i put eli in charge.” david and paige looked over at the woman, nodding. “okay, love you ma.” david spoke, paige waved sweetly and angelica was off.

“you’re funny if you think you’re in charge, daveli.” david laughed as he continued to play the game. paige was on her phone. daveli closed the door and locked it. “just don’t bother me, please.” daveli went up to her room, it was time for a shower.

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when she got out, she heard music coming from downstairs. it was entirely too loud and it was only 9 pm. she quickly got dressed, did her night routine and walked down the steps. she automatically noticed voices coming from the living room but it wasn’t paige’s or david.

‘no way this dude got people over’

“david!” she had to yell over the music. everyone stopped talking and noticed the girl standing by the bottom step. daveli noticed it was 3 extra bodies with them, one of them being a girl. and that girl was next to paige. all over her. daveli’s heart stopped for a second, seeing them threw her so off guard that she didn’t even hear david calling her name. “daveli, what do you want?” he asked.

the girl attention was pulled away from the scene and onto her brother. “dude, you know momma don’t like when people over if she not here.” the girl exclaimed as she crossed her arms. her eyes kept going over to paige and the random girl that was practically sitting on her lap. she slightly shuddered, seeing it made her body feel weird.

“chill out, they gon be here for another hour or two and then they’ll leave. you’re not gonna snitch, are you?” he asked as he looked at her. she just sighed and shook her head. “can you at least turn the music down?” she asked as she took one more glance at the two girls, paige chuckled at something she said. daveli couldn’t help it as she gave them a look, “fix your face.” david spoke. daveli just rolled her eyes and went back upstairs, at least they turned the music down.

when she reached her room, she let out a big sigh. seeing paige with that girl messed her up a bit. she needed to get her mind off the girl so she decided to put on some headphones and read. reading was one of her favorite things to do, it always calmed her when she was feeling uneasy.

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two hours went by and the girl noticed the house was quiet again. she already finished her book and was just laying down, thinking. she hummed to the song playing and then she heard a knock. she quickly paused her music, she knew it was paige. david never knocks. she went to the door and opened it. “hi.”

paige smiled softly. “hey. i know you said not to bother you but do you have anything i can sleep in?” Daveli smiled as well, opening the door more. “yea, of course.” paige stepped inside and closed the door. “i have joggers, shorts, anything in particular?” the younger girl asked as she looked through her drawers. “joggers and a tee is fine.” paige replied softly as she stood by the door.

daveli just nodded and gave her the clothes. she wanted so badly to ask about the girl that was all over her but it really wasn’t her place to. “you can change in the bathroom.” daveli pointed towards the door. paige nodded and went inside, she thought daveli’s room was big but the bathroom inside of it was something else. she quickly changed and stepped out, the clothes were slightly on the big side due to the fact paige was skinner than daveli but she didn’t mind, if anything she liked them a bit baggie.

“thank you, eli.” paige spoke as she stood by the door. daveli just nodded, “yea.” she then had thought. “hey, uh i know how wild david could get so if you want your more than welcome to sleep in here.” paige heart warmed, daveli was always so sweet to her. “i’ll keep that in mind.” paige nodded as she opened the bedroom door. daveli nodded and smiled, she decided to keep the door slightly cracked just in case paige does decide to come. she turned off her lights and got comfortable under the covers, falling into a deep sleep.

-

paige couldn’t sleep. she couldn’t sleep at all, it was messing with her head. david kept snoring loudly and he is indeed a wild sleeper. paige was getting annoyed, she loved her best friend, but sometimes he does things to remind her that he’s a boy. The pull out couch was too small for the both of them as it is so she was slightly cramped. as she was trying to get comfortable, the boy had the audacity to blow one back. she couldn’t take it anymore. “oh, hell nah bro.” She quietly but quickly got up. she then remembered what daveli offered. she’s probably asleep. but it wouldn’t hurt to try, right?

she quietly went up the stairs, noticing the door cracked a bit. she smiled as she walked closer to the room. she peeked inside, seeing daveli sound a sleep. she noticed how daveli slept on one side of the bed, like she knew paige was gonna come. it made paige heart warm, the younger girl was always so thoughtful and paige loved that about her. she quietly closed the door and walked to the bed.

she got in and got under the covers, the bed was soft and warm, making her sigh in relief. “at least you don’t snore.” paige whispered as she got comfortable. needless to say, paige quickly fell asleep and didn’t worry about waking up anytime soon.

excited to see how this goes..

i have some ideas in mind.

taglist - @melpthatsme more if wanted

[percygranate]

⚠️PSA – ickybatz is back! Predators on AO3⚠️

⚠️TW for Mentions of Child Sexual Abuse, Child Abuse, Minor Sexual Content, Pedophilia, GROOMING, and Pedophile Conversations. PLEASE read and reblog if you can.

IMPORTANT UPDATE: Demobatz is NOT ickybatz, also known as batty-ruski, battyrusk.

I made a mistake by assuming due to the names, and after being in contact with Demobatz, I edited the post. I apologize for this but don't fully regret calling them out, as it helped Demobatz realize they made a mistake and it brought a lot of attention to the issue of predators on AO3 and Tumblr.

In-depth explanation [HERE]!

This 13/16-year-old CHILD is out here asking for pedophilia requests and getting encouraged and groomed by predators.

I accidentally came across it, and I encourage you to report them and everyone interacting with their work. There is a difference between dark romance, dark fics, and straight-up romanticization of children being assaulted.

They write about these children actively partaking and enjoying it, hoping they can please the adult taking advantage of them. These works are clearly written for the type of person that gets off on it.

——— Update ———

Their way of writing to cope with past trauma was groomed and manipulated by predators on AO3.

——— Update ———

——— False Information | Demobatz isn't Ickybatz ———

So much for “Oh, they are a traumatized child and made a mistake.” They now know it's wrong and continue doing it, even worse than before. And people continue to support it.

Their fucking apology was absolute bullshit. And everyone that came to their defense should be ashamed of themselves.

——— False Information | Demobatz isn't Ickybatz ———

↓ Here are AO3 accounts supporting this. ↓

Yes, they put warnings on their work and say “Don’t Like It, Don’t Read It!” But I would like to show you what they are writing, and how they are getting the attention of predators. I am sure you have to agree with me that they and everyone supporting this need to lose any type of platform they own. Demobatz should NOT be in any contact with these men.

⚠️They encourage each others to write this and Demobatz, A 13/16-YEAR-OLD, is actively putting themselves in danger by making “friends” for roleplay, and exchanging social media, with very likely, PEDOPHILES. They are actively getting groomed by people that know what they are doing.⚠️

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↓These are their two original works↓

Financial Struggles — The summary says it all. But I feel like I should point out their conversation under their post.

Mother’s Milk — Sexual Assault of a male baby.

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↓This is their work in the Stranger Things Fandom↓

Their work “Deceit” which is taking requests and actively posting has, as of May 21st, 16 Chapters.

1 — “Using this as a coping mechanism for my own trauma. Please request, any age is allowed❤️”

2 — Eddie Munson, 25 y/o | Reader, 17 y/o

3 — Uncle Steve Harrington & Eddie Munson | Reader, 6 y/o

4 — Eddie Munson, 20 y/o | Reader, 12 y/o

5 — Steve, 19 y/o & Eddie, 20 y/o | Reader, 14 y/o

6 — Dad Steve | Reader, 8 y/o

7 — Dad Steve & Eddie | Reader, 8 y/o

8 — Big Brother Steve | Reader, 4 y/o

9 — Big Brother Billy Hargrove | Reader, 6 y/o

10 — “Posting this so that you all can give me ideas on what to post next❤️ Anything is allowed/ age can be whatever you want♡♡!”

11 — Billy & Steve | Reader, 3 y/o

12 — Hopper & Joyce | Reader, 4 y/o

13 — !BILLY HARGROVE AND A NEWBORN BABY!

14 — Billy | Reader, 6 y/o & Max, 7 y/o

15 — “It hasn't been a week and I'm almost at 2,000 reads! Thank you all so much♡♡ Feel free to drop suggestions, request or even ideas/blurbs♡♡”

16 — Big Brother Eddie / Reader over the years, starting at 6 y/o

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They actively encourage pedophilia and put themselves on a silver platter for predators.

If you are still trying to justify these types of works, please do it off anon and openly so you can be blocked since you are part of the problem.

Do not send threats, bullying, or harassment their way. Block and Report.

If you know one or more of the interacting blogs, call them out.

⚠️UPDATE: 22nd of May⚠️

Dear fellow Bloggers, Demobatz pedophilia fic “Deceit” has been taken down!

Yet their two original works (mentioned above) are still there. I ask you to keep reporting them!

Demobatz is currently using Wit as their social media to exchange ideas for their CSA & incest Erotica, and worse, to roleplay with potential predators.

⚠️Update: May 25th⚠️

AO3 has removed their account or they deleted it themselves. Their Wit profile has been deleted.

Due to this post, my blogs keep getting shadowbanned and reported.

⚠️Update: May 26th⚠️

DEMOBATZ CONTACTED ME AND I CAN CONFIRM THIS APOLOGY TO BE REAL!

In-depth continuation and explanation [HERE]!

⚠️I turned off Reblogs as the original post with false information is still making rounds and therefore people are missing information.⚠️

[snailsgoingdowntown]

Help, I Reincarnated as the Female Lead’s Sister-in-Law!

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Chapter 9

‘Slight’ Yandere! Dion Agriche x Fem! Reader

Arranged marriage AU

Warnings: thoughts about self-harm (biting thumb again), accidental self-injury(? + biting inside of lip which causes it to bleed), thoughts about implied murder, near panic attack, implied depression, slight blood, small/slight themes of obsession and possessiveness, slight themes of misogyny/some toxic behavior from Reader's family, please tell me if I missed any.

Nsfw warnings: OKAY, I honestly think Maria, if she becomes fond of a daughter-in-law, would absolutely push for grandchildren and take things into her own hands unless someone (Sierra) tries really hard to convince her otherwise. I’m really sorry for writing her as a creep but this will be the last time (either completely or for a very long time) I’ll write her like this. Anyway: suggestive, throwback to their 1st night, gifting of lingerie and aphrodisiac by Maria (again will not write her like this either completely or a long time, I tried rewriting this chapter so fucking much but this is what I settled on because it felt the most natural to me.) pushing for grandchildren, Maria somehow got the Reader’s measurements, please tell me if I missed any.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT CONDONE ANY OF THE HARMFUL AND/OR DANGEROUS/TOXIC ACTIONS AND/OR BEHAVIORS THAT TAKE PLACE IN THIS PIECE OF FICTION. THESE ACTIONS/BEHAVIORS SHOULD NOT BE NORMALIZED NOR ROMANTICIZED AS THEY ARE BOTH EXTREMELY TOXIC AND DANGEROUS.

MINORS/BLANK BLOGS/BLOGS THAT DO NOT INTERACT OR REBLOG ANYTHING FANDOM RELATED (FICS, ART, ETC.) DNI.

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‘Dear father and mother, 

I am doing well so far. The food is nice and the clothes comfortable. I haven’t personally spoken to my father-in-law yet, but I’m going to meet him for dinner tomorrow at the time of writing this. My husband, Dion is different from what I expected. Too nice. He’s not as brutal as others described him. It was surprising. But he’s a pervert and I almost hit him out of frustration and rejected his sexual advances like any sane person would. I know that you’ll say I should have let it happen, mother, but it hurt so bad I don’t think he’ll ever fit. Speaking of those vulgar activities, you lied he wasn’t flustered in the slightest until I started crying. Can you believe that? He’s a creep! But hopefully he doesn’t kill or torture me he’ll continue to treat me nicely.

Of course, as his wife I’ll do my best to support him in fear of him or Lant killing me otherwise in every field to the best of my abilities. Just how you forced taught me.

I have talked to a few in-laws, including my mother-in-law. I heard that you drank with her, mother. She's very  lively and has a sadistic unique personality. She’s very sweet to me. I have also met the fourth wife, Sierra. She’s lovely, I think you’ll also get along with her, mother. 

I hope that the two of you are faring well. The same goes for Zac and Elena, of course. Speaking of them, how has Zac’s studies been? He’s not skipping them again, is he or planning something dangerous like that stupid but well-meant plan he informed you, father, about? Yes, I overheard everything?

Is Elena doing well in her pregnancy? I know she moved out before me, but I’m still concerned about her and the baby. And Albert, he’s taking care of her, right? 

I’m not sure what else to write, so I’ll just leave it here. Please take care of yourselves. The same goes for my brother and sister.

Your daughter, (Name)’

“... I ended up writing what I really think… I need to rewrite this… again.” You sigh, leaning back in your chair as you crumble the letter. This was your fifth try, and while each one became less hostile and more casual, you weren't satisfied with any of the rough drafts to turn into a final draft. 

If you weren’t married to Dion, into this family, would writing to them be easier? You shake your head. No point in having these useless thoughts. Especially as Hana comes in with a knock and your permission, rolling in your lunch. 

In the end, you ended up going with Hana’s suggestion - basically saying that your husband fucked you too hard and rough last night and you needed to recover. Thanks to that, you didn’t have to change into the scarlet dress she picked out either - it was decided to be saved for the dinner you’ll have with both your husband and father-in-law tomorrow. 

You already asked Hana for indigestion medicine for tomorrow. 

“Thank you, Hana,” you put your stationary away and picked up the crumbled balls of paper that were failed attempts. She eyes you curiously but doesn’t comment on it. Instead she readies your lunch, placing the plates onto the table. 

The thought of eating makes you sick. You could barely hold down breakfast - could you hold down lunch? Or would your body give up immediately and reject the food? 

Warily looking at it, you notice two prettily wrapped up boxes - one pink with light red polka dots, the bow purple in color. The second box, a flatter one, had red wrapping paper with a tiny black hearts pattern, with the bow also black. Your heart speeds up as your gut twists painfully. If they were meant for you, they contain nothing well meant nor innocent.

“Oh, right,” Hana starts before handing both ‘presents’ to your unwelcoming arms, “Lady Maria sent these to you. I don’t know what they are, unfortunately.” With a grave look on your face you shakily thank her, a pained and forced smile stretching your lips. 

Maria sent these… oh boy, I sure do wonder what they are… 

“Later today, please help me pick out a gift for her. It’s only right that I repay the favor, especially since she’s my mother-in-law.” Placing them down next to your feet, you ignore the urge to kick them far, far away from you. It’s hard to keep your eyes off of the boxes. It’s hard to focus on your food, picking up your fork and knife as you cut into the grilled fish. 

It’s hard to chew, accidentally biting your lip hard enough to taste blood. It’s hard to drink the water as it threatens to choke you. It’s hard to not wince at the sharp sounds of cutlery against the plate as you imagine your head being chopped off like nothing. 

It’s hard to breathe. 

How much longer until you go crazy?

By the time you finish your meal, you’re sweating buckets. You hate it here. You want to go home -

“My Lady, are you alright?” Hana’s voice drags you out from your thoughts, flicking your eyes to meet hers. She’s picking up the silverware and placing it back onto the tray, but quickly takes a clean napkin from it and hands it to you. You take it with shaky hands, doing your best not to drop it. Thankfully your brain didn’t lag for too long for you to realize it was for your sweat.

You pat down your temples with the white cloth.

“T-thank you… v-very much, Ha-Hana.” Why is your voice so shaky? Why are you stuttering? Hell, why are you sweating?

You already had one panic attack - you don’t need another one. Your right thumb throbs at the memory and your teeth want to clamp down on it. The bandages suddenly feel too tight around the digit and you want to rip it off so you could dig your teeth into it. You bite your lip, only worsening the newly formed wound. The taste of your own blood spreads throughout your mouth again. 

You need to stop. 

Your attention switches to Hana, the woman staring at you uncertainly. It wasn’t necessarily out of concern but rather confusion - just how was she supposed to comfort her master? …you’re probably putting her in a rough spot. 

…right. I just need to accept my new reality… but today is not going to be that day.

Taking in a deep breath, you force your nerves to settle down - positive thoughts, positive thoughts. The sun is warm, the birds are lively, the bed is comfortable, your husband is gone - 

This isn’t the first time, and clearly it won’t be the last. 

“...thank you for bringing the food, Hana.” You’re not fully composed, not fully right of mind, but as the saying goes: fake it until you make it. You did it once, you managed to do it throughout the duration of the engagement, during the wedding despite feeling horrible, you did it while consummating your marriage despite being ripped open by Dion, you did it while at the tea party with Maria and Sierra, you did it last night when you told him off.

You did it back then, too. 

Force yourself to smile now. Tilt your head innocently. Act happy. Act happy. 

“I enjoyed it. Please give my thanks to the chief.” Your smile isn’t bright as the sun and slightly wavers. Your eyes aren’t shining brightly like stars, instead seeing past her. Your mind isn’t calm as you recall the brutality of this family that was shown and described in the story. 

Fake it until you make it. 

Yes, you think. Maybe you will have a conversation with Roxana. 

- - -

Hana left an hour ago yet you haven’t moved from your spot. No, instead you’re staring intensely at the presents in front of you on the table. They’re pretty, a bit childish. But knowing Maria… 

“...is it a trap…?” Carefully, you pick up the stereo typical present box and lightly shake it; it rattles. “Sounds a bit heavy… like a box within a box.” Curiosity gets the better of you and you gingerly untie the purple bow before ripping the wrapping paper. Despite the damn thing nearly sending you into another panic episode, it was satisfying to unwrap. 

A slightly smaller box is what you see once you manage to open the outer one. It was black and had a fancy red bow. Still a good size not to be something small. Unless it was a perfume. Breathing in deeply, you undo the ribbon and take off the lid. 

You’re met with a glass container roughly the size of your hand. Your heart drops at the yellow liquid inside. 

It looks exactly like the aphrodisiac your mother-in-law gave Roxana in the manhwa. 

“...what in the actual fuck… she’s basically telling, no, begging me to fuck her son… haha!” Your head rolls back as laughter overtakes you and shoulders violently shake. “I knew she was crazy, but fuck, how morally corrupt is this woman?” 

Instead of throwing it across the room like you should, you place it down on the table. You would have slammed it down if there wasn’t a chance that just smelling it could cause your body to heat up and become needy for a thing - a person - you don’t even want. 

“I’m scared to open up the other ‘present’...” in spite of that you pull at the black bow and unwrap it. You shake it - sounds like something soft. Like clothes. 

Oh. 

Oh no, no, no, no, no no -

“She didn’t. No fucking way… maybe it’s a sweater. Or a shawl. Gloves?” 

Trembling fingers take the lid off, a pink ribbon undone easily. This time, you throw the box to the floor after seeing what it held. 

A sheer black babydoll lingerie set. 

“Maria Agriche… you fucking creep…,” without another thought you shut the lid on it and shoved it into one of your drawers on your side of the dresser. Away from sight, out of mind you chant in your head, slamming the drawer shut. Your cheeks feel warm as both embarrassment and disgust fill your head and chest. 

… even if you wanted to sleep with him… or if you were in a healthy marriage with someone you love…

“...I could never wear that… it’s too revealing, too embarrassing.” Even in your old world you never wore such things. Not because you viewed them as dirty or slutty, but because they don’t suit you. Besides, putting in so much effort just for it to be taken off…?

‘I’m only going to ask once - would you rather keep your clothes on or off?’ 

“MMMMFFFF!!” throwing yourself onto the bed at the memory, scream muffled by the pillow, you mentally curse both son and mother. The son because he made your first time so horrible you’re mentally scarred and the mother because she’s a creep. More so than her own fucking son. 

A few minutes later you manage to collect yourself somewhat. Dreadfully you go to the dresser to pull out the offending clothing. You don’t plan on putting it on or to hold it over your clothes to get a vague idea of it either. Just to get a better look at it. 

Opening it and picking up the article of clothing, you examine it; pretty lace details on the him and breast cups, a flower pattern. It was soft as silk - clearly made from expensive materials. The straps were thin but they didn't feel too rough or stiff. Probably comfortable on the shoulders. 

Not like you would know - you never tried anything like this on. 

Curiosity killing the cat, you decide to see where it ends by holding it over your clothes; it barely brushes past mid thigh. 

When you go to put it back you notice an envelope and panties in the box. First, you pick up the lacy underwear, frowning as you realize that somehow, someway Maria had gotten your fucking measurements. Did your mother also tell the crazed woman your three sizes… “No, she wouldn’t. Even if she was drunk, she wouldn’t tell anyone such private details.” 

Carelessly dropping it into the box you grab the letter, opening it after a moment of hesitation. It takes even longer to unfold the letter. And even longer to actually read it, only for horror to come across your face and enter your heart. 

‘Sierra told me it may come across as inappropriate to send such things to you… but I’m just so excited for grandchildren! Oh, but don’t feel pressured into wearing or drinking those things tonight. The aphrodisiac lasts a rather long time. Besides, considering it’s Dion, I thought you might need some help to get in the mood whenever you decide to lay with him.

- Maria’ 

“No. Never.” 

Shoving everything back in, you shut the drawer close, making sure to hide the items underneath some layers of your… underwear…

You give up. 

“Ahh, why and how did I stumbled into the scene…” You turn around only to notice the yellow liquid contained in the glass bottle. Right. You forgot about that. “Maybe I should just pour it out…”

Not once did you realize nor notice how all the fear and fright left your body and mind, instead leaving caution and annoyance in its wake. 

- - -

Your husband returned at midnight, small amounts of blood splattered on his left cheek. When you look up from your book to greet him you notice that in the candlelight his eye bags seem darker. Deeper. 

“...welcome…back.” Your body starts to quiver and your heart beats loud enough you could hear and feel it once you meet his eyes. Quickly scanning his person you notice he’s wearing the standard male servant uniform: 

black shirt with red rimmed shoulder pads that have the Agriche crest on top, the shirt long enough to reach below his knees and splits at the hips, tied together with a brown belt at the waist. If he were to turn around you would see the family crest proudly engraved into the fabric. Blank pants that disappear into nearly knee-height boots with long, tied laces. 

The last time you’ve seen him in that uniform was the first time you met him, bored expression plastered on his face as Lant introduced him with a smug smile on that disgusting face of his. All he did was shake your hand as you stood still with prayers to a God who held no love for you. With your father glancing your way every minute as you were left in some corner with your then fiance to hold a conversation that never happened. When he didn’t spare so much as a glance at you, instead staring off into space as you couldn’t take your eyes off your lap. 

Wait. 

No. 

Maybe back then, you were too deep in your thoughts to notice that unnerving stare. 

The same one he has now - looking at you as though you were his prey, scarlet eyes glowing in the candlelight, like you belonged to him and he would never change that fact. That he would never let you change it, either. 

“Wife.” 

The word mixed with his sleepy voice sounds like nails on a chalkboard - it makes your ears bleed and eye twitch as you hold back the grimace of how he addresses you. He only wants you because you’re a normal person.

The moment you become insane he’ll let you go. 

That’s the only explanation. It has to be. That’s the only explanation your brain could come up with and accept. 

You’re too scared to bring up the night before yesterday. Beads of sweat slowly roll down your temples and breathing shallow as Dion walks towards the bed, heavy boots echoing. Time stops as your heart drops once he reaches the bed, reaches you and without a single word, he grabs your right wrist and - 

“What happened here?”

Oh. You forgot about your bandaged thumb.  

[percabeth4life]

I feel like rick missed an opportunity when he made Frank closer to Percy's age instead of Hazel's. Like, I'm sure there are reasons (It's been a while since I read HoO, so I can't say what they are, but they're probably there(I hope)), but can you imagine Percy, on a quest with two kids that are 13-14 (I can't remember how old she is in SoN, can't find it either, so guessing low it is).

Even without his memories, he'd be halfway to feral, but once he got them back, I can't see him doing anything but going from protective to absolutely destroying anything that hurt them.

I also think it would have been hilarious to have Percy and Annabeth at like, 17-ish? And have the rest of the seven at like, 14 max. Percy and Annabeth are trying to keep this group of 13-14 year olds alive, and they're both screaming internally half the time. Sometimes, it's just screaming, but sometimes, they scream about how toddlers shouldn't be on quests.

(Side note this popped into my head while I was writing, so have a- thing

Annabeth: There's a bunch of babies, Loose on a quest! No one knows what the babies are going to do next, least of all the babies! They've never been on a quest before!

Narrator: The babies in question are 14, and they have, in fact, been on quests before. (She is right about them not knowing what they're going to do, though.))

Then again, maybe I just like big brother/protector Percy too much. (Reluctant and screaming big sister/mentor figure Annabeth is also fun.)

(And on a sadder note, Annabeth realizes this must be what Luke and Thalia felt like and almost starts crying.)

To start, you're absolutely right that it was a missed opportunity. Percy is, without knowing it, the most experienced of the questers, except Frank is nearly his age in comparison to Hazel (who should be 14 by math, but is 13 by Rick's declaration). I think it's less that he made Frank closer to Percy's age and more that he was trying to make Hazel younger than Nico.

But yes, it would've been super interesting to see him basically mentoring the other two, especially after he regained his memories. I feel it was a major missed opportunity to not have Percy and Annabeth trying to watch over the younger quest members, instead he aimed for weakening the two to make everyone else their equal. It's a shame cause it missed the opportunity for the younger questers to be major boons for their skills, rather than raw power.

And also, the two of them looking after younger ones and wanting to protect them but also having to risk their lives to save the world- and the rest being alone when Percabeth falls with Nico to help except half of them find him freaky- would've allowed them to grow into their own more.

It would also show how Percy and Annabeth really ARE the most experienced, how their quests haven't been the norm so even Jason who is remembering some quests hasn't done anything this insane before but Percabeth just takes it all in stride.

[crying-fantasies]

TF Kinktober 2024

Transformers Masterlist

Special thanks to @tf-kinktober2024 for organizing the event, and for all the robot fuckers out there.

CW: alien sex (I know the title already states the obvious presence of sex and so on in this work But still I'm going to say it), MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

I'll take my time, mostly long posts to go with the flow, and will be working with different continuities.

Day 1 Exhibitionism | Filming/photographing

Featuring Cyberverse! Soundwave, smut/angst, CW: fingering, kissing with tongue, denied orgasm (from SW’s part), mentions of war.

Day 2 Spanking | Frame modification

Featuring TFAnimated! Jetfire and Jetstorm, smut/humor, CW: heavy touching, licking, massage(?), fingering, blowjob, humping, alien courting (gone wrong), aerial crash.

Day 3 Power play | Gags

Featuring IDW1! Thundercracker, smut/fluff/tiny bit of angst, CW: power play, licking, masturbation (on the mech) talk of the war.

Day 4 Roleplay | Insecticons

Featuring G1! Shrapnel, Bombshell and Kickback, smut/fluff/humor, CW: stretch marks fetish too(?), insect courting (goes with the mech I guess?), oral (receiving), the Insecticons do it like insects and you rock their world moving, Bombshell is into gore (caution).

Day 5 Wet & messy | Group sex

Featuring G1! Bluestreak, smut/fluff/humor, CW: Bluestreak is a goofball and a fluffball, slight dubcon (he’s drunk), heavy petting, licking (gotta keep that mouth busy), oral, lube consumption.

Day 6 First time | Blindfolds

Featuring G1 Springer, smut/fluff, CW: virginity take, penetrative sex, fingering (attempted), handjob, experienced partner (not really), sassy friend (in this house we stand a sassy Arcee).

Day 7 Plug & play | Sex toys

Featuring IDW1! Acid Storm, smut/fluff, use of a dildo, mentioned use of lube/gel and bondage tape, use of mass displacement mods, humping, slight overstimulation, penetration, feelings of love (the Decepticons need so much love, damn), Acid and reader are in a long relationship.

Day 8 Medical play | Fisting

Featuring TF: Earth Wars Game! Barricade, smut/humor, CW: reader putting a hand over the mech, dubious consent (both are drunk every time they get nasty), licking, implied oral, implied fingering and penetration, implied blowjob, messy make-out, Barricade is a menace and an afthole, the reader has a thing for praxian frames (who doesn't?)

Day 9 Spike worship | Overstimulation

Day 10 Spark play | Oviposition

Featuring G1! Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, smut/fluff/humor, CW: sensual thoughts, heavy make-out, the twins being a menace (what's new?), Sunny vowing to kill his brother (what's new??), jealousy, almost oral (giving and receiving), spark electricity, a little of bit of foot (how else are we supposed to touch them while being so little?)

Day 11 Dirty talk | Autobot/Decepticon

Day 12 Edging | Noncon/Dubcon

Featuring IDW1! Deadlock, smut/humor, CW: penetration, licking, mounting, use of teeth and nails, teeth fixation (he thinks your little teeth are cute), the reader is mad and Deadlock is horny, mention of cheating (as if).

Day 13 Beastmorfers | Tentacles

Day 14 Dom/sub | Free use

Day 15 Bot/human | Hatesex

Day 16 Voyeurism | Robogore

Day 17 Valve worship | masochism

Day 18 Bondage | Somnophilia

Day 19 Alt form sex | Vore

Day 20 Praise kink | Monsterfucking

Featuring Merformers! Rodimus Prime, smut/fluff/humor, CW: you fuck the fish, that's it, Roddy doesn't know about kissing, licking (sexy and lovingly), handjob, penetration, mention of a knot, barrier language, nesting, light gore (in a fight), mention of Rodimus’ creators, mer pups/cubs (I love these fictional babies so much), long fic.

Day 21 Phone sex | Captor/prisoner

Day 22 Size difference | Predacons

Featuring TFA! Megatron, smut/fluff/angst, if the size difference is the thing then this Megatron is the one, CW: mentions suicide/death, grief (denial), TFA Megatron first form (I prefer that one over the Earth one), mention of deep emotion, infiltration, use of drugs and alcohol, long fic.

Day 23 Sex pollen | Public humiliation

Day 24 Oral fixation | Stuck

Day 25 Seduction | Size kink

Day 26 Electricity play | Watersports

Day 27 Pet play | Anonymous sex

Day 28 Bathing | Knife play

Featuring TFA! Optimus Prime, Smut/fluff/humor, CW: The reader wants the robot, kissing, indecent thoughts, use of lube/fluid, painful stretch, penetration, and mass displacement, mention of off comments about xenophobia (it's the Animated universe), Optimus is a prudent lover, get yourself someone that looks at you like Optimus does.

Day 29 Secret identity | Minicons

Day 30 Femmedom | Riding

Featuring SG! Tracks, Smut/angst/fluff, CW: the most (pitiful) self-centered Tracks you'll ever see, penetration, mention of sexual assault (sadly a reality that should be stopped), Needlenose likes the reader (too), negation, homicide.

Day 31 Wild card!

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA For sitting on the edge of my boat and scaring my brother half to death?

🚢🌊🐟

This is so stupid but my brother keeps giving me dirty looks I CANNOT DO THIS

I (M minor) went out on the river on a family friend’s boat for a few hours today with said family friend, her girlfriend, their two sons, my brother (14), and my mom (42). Most of Their ages don’t really matter I don’t think, because they aren’t too relevant to the story.

We were anchored in the river for about four hours. It was kinda hot on the boat (there was a coverup for shade though), they were making me wear a lifejacket (I hate swimming and am not good at it at all), and kept dunking me halfway into the water (Like I only my legs, my face and head were basically bone dry) when I was complaining about me being hot. They did take the lifejacket off of me when they weren’t dunking me in, so that was okay I guess???

When we were getting ready to leave to go back to the docks, everybody was deflating any floaties we had and all the young kids were getting their lifejackets back on. But I had to wear one, too, cause everyone 13 and under had to wear lifejackets while the boat is in motion (Usually we wouldn’t care at all, but because of memorial day weekend patrols are more common).

I wasn’t really thinking at the time, so I maybe might’ve ran away and stood up on the edge of the boat when my mom was trying to hand me the lifejacket? I almost fell off, too, and I gave my brother a mini heart attack cause he screamed my name and immediately dragged me down. On the entire way back he would NOT let go of me it was so stupid.

I also bit him, so uh.

Aita?

This is me btw lol ahahaha if you even care

[ilovebubblegum]

First Birthday (Joel Miller X Reader)

Pairing: no-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader

Warnings: fluff, sweet joel, domestic joel, rom-com

Summary (Series): reader as Joel’s neighbor. Joel’s wife left him so Joel asked his neighbor for help in babysitting Sarah. 

Summary: Pov: You and Joel prepared to celebrate baby Sarah’s first birthday together.

Words count: 1.5k

A/N: I’m trying to make this as a rom-com, hope you like my new series! This is part 6 of Where It All Starts. But it can also be read as a standalone. I'm beyond happy that many of you liked it so I hope you enjoy the next parts. Stay tuned and love you!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20

Thank God Joel still treated you the same way before he confessed his love to you that night. You acted like nothing happened and he did the same. 

“Thank you for walking me home, Joel.” Joel always walked you home even though your house was exactly next to his.

“Anytime, darlin’.” This was the second time he called you darling. Your heart jumped.

“I-uh-I forgot to tell you. Sarah’s birthday is coming. I was wondering if we could celebrate together.” He put his hand behind his neck.

“Oh really? It’s her first birthday! We should hold a party!” You jumped excitedly.

“A party? I don’t know (y/n). I mean-I don’t have anyone to invite beside my brother.” Joel put his hands in his pocket.

“I can invite my friends from the cafe. Let’s give Sarah the best first birthday ever. She deserves it.” You bumped Joel on the upper arm.

“Yeah, she deserves the best.” Joel nodded.

“So, what should we do?” He crossed his arms.

“I’ll think about it and we can talk about it again tomorrow.” 

“Okay. Thanks. Good night, darlin’.” Joel kissed your cheek.

“Good night, Joel.” You kissed him back.

You shrieked as you closed the door. Joel Miller just called you darling. After what you said to him and he still called you darling? His words made you sway. And the kiss on the cheek felt different. Joel kissed your cheek every night but today definitely felt different. It felt more loving if you had to describe it. Was it because he called you darling? Was it because he was still nice to you even though you broke his heart? Then you remembered you told him that you weren’t ready for a relationship. You were the one who asked him not to fall in love with you but why were you swayed now? You hit your head to get a grip of yourself. You spent your night thinking about how you could make Sarah’s birthday special. You took out your notebook and wrote your ideas about the cake design, colors, decorations and everything. Trying to neglect your thoughts about how perfect Joel was.

It was another day and you prepared dinner at Joel’s house just like usual. You and Joel had dinner together almost every night since you babysat Sarah. Either you cooked for the two of you, ordered deliveries, Joel brought takeouts, or ate out. But tonight you decided to cook. 

“You’re home early.” You turned to look at Joel who just got home from work.

“Today was peaceful.” He chuckled.

“Dinner will be ready in 10. So you can take a shower first, sir.” You bowed, acting like a maid.

“I’ll be back.” Joel chuckled as he shook his head at your joke.

*10 minutes later*

Joel went down the stairs looking fresh after a shower.

“Smells good.” Joel sniffed.

“You always said that.” You scoffed.

“I’m being honest.” Joel glared at you.

“Well, thank you.” You smiled.

You and Joel dug in and ate the meal you cooked.

“So, I’ve got some ideas for Sarah’s first birthday party.” You took out your notebook.

“Uh-huh. What do you got?” 

“I was thinking of a pink themed kind of birthday party. What do you think?” You squinted your eyes.

“Hmm, how about purple? I’m seeing Sarah as a purple girl.” Joel voted purple.

“Yes sir. Purple it is.” You wrote purple on your notebook.

“About the cake, I have talked to my baker and he has this amazing design in mind. You’ll love it.” 

“I’ll leave it to you, miss.” 

Sarah’s Birthday D-1

You and Joel decorated the house with purple flowers and purple balloons. You used helium for the balloon so it could fly to the ceilings. 

"Never meant to cause you any sorrow~"

Joel sang as he held the balloon pumper as a microphone near his mouth. 

You turned your head right away as you heard a high-pitched voice singing. 

"Seriously?" You put your hands to your waist staring at him. 

"Never meant to cause you any pain" Joel closed his eyes and continued singing.

You inhaled some of the helium and jumped to the couch. 

"I only wanted to one time to see you laughing.."  

You sang and Joel stopped because he was impressed by you.

"I only wanted to see you in the purple rain" 

You started to sing like a real singer on the stage but you were just on Joel's couch. 

"Purple rain

Purple rain" 

Joel inhaled another helium and sang with you together. The two of you burst into laughter. You couldn't stop laughing, your stomach hurts.

"Okay, okay. Stop it. My stomach hurts from laughing." You pressed your stomach. 

"I didn't know you like Prince." You bumped Joel's arm.

"Purple rain is like my jam." Joel squinted his eyes.

"Wait, did you choose purple because of the song? Purple as in purple rain?" You furrowed your brows confused as you joined the dots. He shrugged.

"I..may have chosen purple because of purple rain." He admitted. 

"You're sooo predictable." You shook your head and poked his chest with your index finger.

D-day

The birthday cake was big and purple. It was a two tier cake with pearls and sparkly butterflies around it. You thanked your baker for making Sarah a beautiful birthday cake. 

Sarah wore a purple dress with a purple bow tie bandana headband around her head. You and Joel had bought them a few days ago at the mall. 

"Happy birthday, you cute little girl!" One of your employees from the cafe shook her little hand gently. 

"Whoaa, who is this pretty little girl here?" Another friend from your cafe came to her while baby Sarah was in Joel's arms. 

"Happy birthday, purple girl." Flo came and stroked her head. 

"Say thank you, babygirl." Joel bounced Sarah and she babbled. 

"You're welcome." Flo gave you a gift box for Sarah and you put it on the table piled with presents. 

Everyone was happy to celebrate Sarah's birthday. They were like a second family to her. She spent every day with them and you at the cafe. And they loved her too. 

“Hey, you old fucker. And hey there you, babygirl. Happy birthday, my sweet little niece.” An unfamiliar man approached the two of you and kissed baby Sarah’s head.

“Tommy!” Joel hugged his younger brother.

“(y/n), this is Tommy, my younger brother. Tommy this is (y/n). She’s uh-she’s my neighbor. She’s the one who came up with all of these.” Joel introduced you to Tommy and pointed around the house.

“Hi, Tommy. I’m (y/n). Nice to meet you. Joel helped a lot too.” You shook Tommy’s hand.

“So you guys-uh-together?” Tommy asked.

“We’re neighbors.” You answered and Joel nodded.

“Okay. If you want to say it that way. I’m sure you guys are more than that anyways.” Tommy raised both of his opened palms in the air. 

“Okay, now I’m gonna mingle and see if I can talk to that pretty girl.” Tommy walked away and talked to a girl, who was apparently to be Flo. 

“I didn’t know you had a brother.” You chuckled.

“Well, you know about it now.” Joel kissed Sarah’s cheek.

“He seems..” You pouted as you were looking for the right word.

“Friendly. Very much friendly.” You smirked.

“Yep, he is.” 

“Why don’t we gather everyone and sing happy birthday?” You rested your hand at Joel’s shoulder then to Sarah’s head.

"Everyone! Joel here has something to say." You gathered everyone's attention.

"What? I thought you were the one who-" Joel whispered to you and bumped your arm.

"Shh.. come on do the speech." You whispered back to him. 

"I didn't prepare anythin'." He panicked.

"You can do it. Come on." You patted his back. 

"Hi-uh-I'm Joel. I'm sure you all know Sarah. She's turning one today. Thank you for takin' care of her every day at the cafe. I really appreciate it. You are all a second family to her. Why don't we-uh-sing happy birthday to my little girl?" Joel was sweating. You could see it dripping to the back of his neck but you just chuckled. You found him cute this way.

*Everyone started to sing*

Joel sang half way and he stopped singing so you turned to him. His eyes were locked to a woman who just came into the house. She was his ex-wife and her current boyfriend. 

"Joel.." You stroked his upper arm. 

"Hold Sarah for me?" He passed Sarah to your arms. 

"Okay." You took her from his arms and held her, bouncing her a bit. 

Joel sighed as he walked towards his ex-wife. He didn't let her see Sarah. He dragged her outside the house avoiding everyone to see the drama that would happen. 

"Everything's gonna be okay, baby. Your dad got this. Let's just be happy and celebrate your birthday. Today's your special day." You talked to baby Sarah and kissed her forehead.

To be continued…

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[colourstreakgryffin]

Hello!

May I request platonic hc's of Rosie and a gender neutral reader who's similar to Senjuro in terms of personality? Thanks and have a good day/night!

Hehe! Awwww! Rosie is one of my fav characters. Best girl she is, to be honest. Love her! So, yes. Would be happy to write for our Cannibal Queen! I will have a great day, hope you do too! Once more, a bit short but I love it!

Rosie- Fire Lily

Now. Let’s get this right off the bat. Rosie just picked you off the streets when you dropped into Hell and landed right into her Colony. Rosie claims what she wants, no problem so she adopted you. You don’t have a choice, you are now Rosie’s little sibling and she uses her magic to make sure you look like her and her people so you better fit in

Rosie is your Kyojuro— not joking, she is

Rosie adores how sweet and helpful you are. Always cleaning and helping around her big colony as well as her own home. She didn’t even ask you to clean her floors or feed her people— oh. She doesn’t regret adopting you, she loves you so much already

Yes. Rosie threw you at Alastor when she first begun introducing you around and keeps throwing you at Alastor now so you two bond. Alastor knows you well and he often ‘babysits’ you for Rosie. Since the Radio Demon is your adoptive older sister’s bestie, it’s quite rare that you don’t see him exploring about the Colony

Rosie supports you… yes, you can’t become the next Cannibal Colony leader but you don’t need to be some mighty powerful Overlord to be worthy of love in her eyes. She loves you, as her baby sibling, the way you are and she doesn’t want you to change in any fashion; be yourself and big sis Rosie is pleased

Rosie does listen to you and your suggestions. Does she agree that she doesn’t want her people participating in the next Extermination fightback? Yes, she does. But she kinda has no choice so she comforts you and reassures you she isn’t personally even trying. She may be powerful and influential but she has little strength in that matter

Rosie needs more sweethearts like you. Kind, caring and who can usually see the best in a situation or person?! Goodness. She’s gotten a jackpot and she is quite proud of you. Her little sibling is a little angel, even in Hell and even when they came from the worst situation when alive

Eventually, more and more time you spend as Rosie’s adoptive sibling, you finally open up to her and express how bad your human life was; a dead brother to a unfortunate event, a abusive alcoholic father, a dead mother to a disease. You were upset, shaken and alone but you’re… better now

And when you tell Rosie every detail she’s been waiting to hear, she gives you much wisdom and comfort. You saw the way she helped Charlie? This woman knows what she is doing. She can handle heavy situations well and helps make you feel better, less tense and more relaxed

Rosie may be a doting loving big sister-mother to you but she does encourage you to be cannibalistic. Give you decapitated body parts as gifts, ease you into eating sinners and Hellborn demons. You’re a cannibal demon now, she wants you to be able to eat the way her people do

Rosie gives you hope all the time and she is forgiving so she will forgive you for ‘leaving such a scar on the Colony’s history’. Because, in reality, you may be her sibling but you don’t need to be her heir or her successor. You can live a nice life with her as her cute little assistant

Rosie is open and expressive with the people she loves, platonic or romantic, so she tells you almost everything and she drags you almost everywhere. She loves having you around, being able to link arms with you and dress you up in cute outfits!

Rosie is the type of big sister-mother-bestie to wear matching clothing with both you and Alastor. Suspect Rosie to give you a outfit that matches with hers, to her, it’s a symbol of her connection to you

Honestly. Rosie is raising you. Since you’re a very young sinner, maybe around 13-14 and have died a truly awful death at your father’s hands. You haven’t fully grown-up and dealt with so much so she takes charge of looking after you. Her relationship with you is primarily family-like but it’s adorable

You mean a lot to Rosie, even if she had scooped you off the streets and claimed you as hers less than four to five months ago. It doesn’t matter, she loves you and she hopes you love her back

“Oh… Leitora. That hat is adorable! Where did you find those flowers? Alasta gave them to you… oh, of course he did— nevertheless. I love it! It’s adorable! Goodness, yes! I should make it a new hat! Come with me, darling!”

[galactic-jellyfishag]

I couldn’t find these in my previous posts so… if I already posted these- my bad >~>

Edit- I changed their weapons to Clubs instead of Spades cuz I thought that made more sense. Plus added a sketch of their eyelights

Some reference drawings UwU

Clover and Trefoil belong to me

Clovertale Story-

Humans and monsters were cared for by a God, Gaster. But the god had trouble caring for all his humans and monsters. They did what they want, whenever they wanted cause they weren’t punished for their bad deeds. So the god decided to create two helpers.

Clover, a sans who would reward good behavior by bringing good luck to those who earned it, and Trefoil, a sans who would punish those who did wrong by cursing them with bad luck.

At first, it helped. People began doing more good and being rewarded with good luck and those who were punished- learned their lessons quickly. All was good for years. But eventually, people began blaming everything bad that happened to them on Trefoil, even when he didn’t have anything to do with it.

The breaking point was when the kingdom’s human prince, Chara, died unexpectedly. The king and queen blamed the being of bad luck for taking their child away from them, when in fact, the human was sick and died cause of the sickness. Soon word spread that the bad luck sans had murdered the prince and everyone began to hate him. Everyone threated the poor guy, threw things at him, even tried to kill him a few times, causing Trefoil to break down. His brother was his only comfort at the time.

Soon it was so bad, the god decided it was best to get rid of Trefoil so peace could be restored. Even though Clover pleaded not to lose his brother, the god had began the process of deletion, ignoring Trefoil’s cries of fear and pain.

He was almost gone, but trefoil refused to die, using everything in his power to teleport himself to safety, being sent out of the au, his code glitching from him starting to be deleted and ended up in a voided area. Out of anger and spite, he now travels around, cursing anyone he meets with bad luck.

The god was not happy that this “mistake” had been let out into the multiverse and sent his brother, Clover, to go capture him and bring him back so he could delete him. Clover has mixed feelings about this and is having trouble fighting Trefoil every time they meet.

Extra-

-Papyrus is Gaster’s actual son, Trefoil and Clover were created by Gaster so they’re like his sons.

-Trefoil and Clover were pretty much raised by all the monsters, being moved around a lot as kids and not really having a stable home life till they were adults.

- Gaster created humans and monsters separately at first, toriel n Asgore has Asriel and then found chara as a baby n adopted him. After he died, (Trefoil left the au) then Gaster created the other 6 humans to replace chara- but they all kept dying (while people thought it was cause of Trefoil- it was actually a disease that wiped out each human that Gaster didn’t know about). Toriel n Asgore divorced then Gaster created frisk as both another child and as an experiment to control the humans and monsters by using frisk’s power to reset. But cause frisk still had a mind of his own- he was disobeying Gaster- so Gaster created Kris, the perfect human puppet that he could control completely when the human soul is inside of him.

-Trefoil and Chara were pretty close, Chara pretty much having a crush on Trefoil even tho Trefoil only saw Chara as a friend. Chara and Asriel are only a couple years younger than Clover and Trefoil (Chara was 13 when he died, Asriel 14, Clover and Trefoil 15).

[dark-elf-writes]

One of my favorite headcanons for pjo is that even though Tyson is less mature than Percy because Cyclops age slower, he is also technically older than Percy by a couple of years. Usually, with Tyson technically being the equivalent of like 13-14 when Percy is 17, but with Tysons' actual age being like 19ish. Mostly because I think Percy technically being the baby of his dad's side of the family is funny.

(Of course, sometimes I swing the other way with Percy being like a year or two older, and Tyson being the equivalent of like 3-4 when they meet, but then I'm reminded that that would mean that an almost toddler lead Poseidon's forces in a charge against fucking TYPHON and then I need to go stare at a wall until I calm down.)

You know what’s even funnier? Tyson would never tell Percy because in his mind Percy is his big brother because he acts like one so it would never once occur to him to point out that technically he is older. But who would love to rib Percy about being the baby? Triton. He would make it his sworn duty to remind Percy that he is the youngest of all of Poseidon’s children to keep him humble.

(And going off of dates the youngest of the Greek big three kids too which both Nico and Thalia would rub in his face)

[alanaartdream]

So sketching / drawing last night and this morning some more ideas for fairy Timmy with how Jimmy Timmy power hour & nicktoons unite handle it … also

Somehow added in chococat dress as Timmy for fun not such why I felt the need to draw that;;

Also I feel like getting turned into a fairy at 13-14 and then getting a chance to grow up with poof/peri and Wanda / Cosmo not having Timmy’s birth parents being bad influences on Timmy (let’s face it Timmy’s birth parents along with Vicky & cocker were manger players into A lot of Timmy’s bad wishes once you take them out of the picture I feel like Timmy’s wishes wouldn’t be so out of control anymore) would be quite positive influences on Timmy plus having Jimmy and the nicktoons unite gang would also be great influences on Timmy as well

He most likely will mature and become less selfish with all of their influences; because like Wanda and Cosmo know already at heart Timmy is a good kid he was just living a life a bit like Cinderella was living before Wanda and Cosmo came into his life

I mean I get the feeling with Timmy’s birth parents they love the idea of being parents especially at 1st but hate the responsibility of it being as they’d go on vacations without him then hire Vicky to babysit whenever they could and ignore him a lot of the as well as only pay attention to him when they felt like it;;

Now before the nicktoons unite gang get approved to be teachers for helping Timmy use his new fairy powers my fairy Oc Felicity had to set some ground rules for them ( her main jobs are fairy of inspiration (art and writing she acts as a muse and helps artists & writers get out of art/writers blocks ) cat disabusing system (she helps cats who wants/needs homes find the right humans to help them (she can speak to any feline animal but no other animals)) and record keeping but she’s also in charge of making sure the human child turn fairy settling into their powers well; most of fairy world cannot trust Jorgen to handle this alone because of his track record of what happened to half of godchildren in his care (also nana boom boom would note she couldn’t leave child felicity with Jorgen being as she almost blew up fairy world as a child when left with Jorgen; apparently when fairy children scream in fear or upset bad things can happen; happy screams or giggling good things happen; Jorgen was trying to make her laugh but accidentally scare her so had screamed)

Soo Felicity starts to make a list of things to be careful of and while she’s doing that Jimmy makes a file listing these rules down to have in his computer & lab

The list starts out as

Fairy rules

1) no making fairy children cry/ scream in fear but if you accidentally do this you have to try to get them to laugh so it cancels out the nagetive magic

2) no iron around fairies

3) no butterfly nets to be used around fairies

4) do make reasonable wishes around fairies so no ricks of magical back up and be careful of what wishes you do make around them

5) no human unless they sign right paperwork/ made a agreement with fairies or are godkids are allowed to know about fairies being real ( if any untrustworthy human is around say the fairies are program holograms or have the change into disguise)

6) do not trust pixies or Anti fairies; if one shows up be careful how you handle them

Now that’s how the rules start but new ones will get added as nicktoons unite gang find out about all the other interesting things

Now with no more worries of his birth parents and having Wanda & Cosmo as his loving parents and adorable baby brother poof/prei I start to see Timmy getting less and less selfish and becoming more sweeter and could see Jimmy falling harder and harder while Danny probably see Timmy like a little like himself when he first got his ghost powers so treats Timmy and peri/poof like younger cousins/ siblings

Now I know a lot people dislike Cole from later seasons (I didn’t get to watch when she and the dog started to become apart of the show know only what others have said about her but for the few Cole fans out there I’ll say the fishbowl will after a week be moved to her home and Wanda & Cosmo will explain some things to of what happened to Timmy and what went downhill and that she’s not allowed to let anyone know what happened to Timmy or she’ll lose them as fairy godparents so Timmy & poof will probably get to see her until it’s her time to grow up and forget about them and fairies;; but most of the time Timmy and peri will be enther at fairy/ magic school or hanging out with nicktoons unite gang so Cole doesn’t get to see them too much only mostly Wanda & Cosmo but Timmy & poof/peri do give her one last goodbye when she turns 17-18 before she forgets them all;; so cocker switched to chasing her around for fairy god parents but the nicktoons unite gang will come in to stop him if Cole needs help dealing with him so she only meets the nicktoons gang in those times but otherwise I don’t think I’ll do much with her sorry; but when that goodbye happens I can totally see Timmy & peri hanging out with Jimmy that day then maybe Wanda and Cosmo go into their retirement and Peri and Timmy focus on their studies; and I believe Jimmy will become a great inventor as well as a professor and I could see Danny becoming a professor and thanks to Jimmy he starts Foundation for safer students into the paranormal being as he himself is well half paranormal himself (the government in Danny’s town/universe would call on him

To deal with ghosts and paranormal stuff) can also See Jimmy doing very well and yeah grovnment having to call on Jimmy for his smarts/ intelligence and inventions

So by then Timmy will probably helping Jorgen with DA RULEs of fairy world while helping out fairy world with all sorts of things while also being a fairy lawyer and by then felicity works as his assistant when she’s not too busy with her own fairy work;

[a-shade-of-blue]

New Vetted Gaza Fundraisers that reached out to me (7-10 November)

10 November

Hanan Al-Salout (@hanan-fomily3): Hanan is 24 years old and is a psychological counselor. She and her husband have a 2-year-old child. Her elderly mother-in-law suffers from chronic illnesses, and has almost lost her life due to anemia from lack of food. (https://gofund.me/9af14850) (#152 on @/gazavetters vetted list)

8 November

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7 November

Nour & Dana (@danafamilysblog): Nour has lost 3 children, her sister, in-laws, nephews and nieces. Her 9-year-old daughter Dana lost her arm when the Israeli forces bombed their building. She also has a brother named Yayha. Nour’s husband has been seriously injured. Nour is also taking care of her orphaned 7-month-old nephew Mohammed who has lost his entire family. They wish to get a prosthetic arm for Dana. (https://gofund.me/dba55fdd) (shared by 90-ghost, shared by bilal-salah0) (£235 raised of £15K goal)

Islam Al-Najjar (@islamgzacc4): Islam is 27 years old. His 85-year-old grandfather lost his arm in a bombing and suffers from severe injuries. They are fundraising to buy basic necessities and evacuate from Gaza. (https://gofund.me/c6604c3d, https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/mido87ss) (#332 on vetted fundraiser list by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi)

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[ride-thedragon]

MAKING A CASE FOR GREGORY TO BE EVERYONE'S FAVOURITE BRIDGERTON.

(Jk, this is just an excuse, like who you want)

Is he my favourite?

Yes.

Why?

Well......

1. He wants love.

From the start of the book, we are made aware that he has nothing going on and genuinely wants to find love like his siblings.

2. Friends over food.

The way he meets Lucy is him falling in love with Hermonie Watson(👀) and asking Lucy to dance. She pities him enough to carry him to eat because he showed up late and had to go mingle. Basically, they become acquaintances and friends once they decide to set up Gregory with Hermonie.

3. Bro is in love with Kate.

One of the funnier themes in the book is that he goes from saying something he loves about Kate and then compares it to something Lucy does.

4. Alcohol.

He keeps stealing and drinking Anthony's alcohol.

5. Fist fights.

He fights Lucy's brother, Richard, after compromising Hermonie (deserved, earned).

6. The first time they kiss.

I kid you not, I was in shock, tears almost and the energy after this moment never changes. Like genuinely at any point they would've been wed to each other had one person saw them but what makes if crazier is that the only reason it stopped was because Lucy was engaged and she remembered before it escalated

7. Making it everyone's problem.

After he realises he loves her, he makes it everyone's problem. From comparing her to Francesca to embarrassing Violet publicly , even roping Hyacinth in on hijinks, his story is a family event.

8. The Second time they kiss.

Hyacinth is in the other room, they are in Daphne's home and he has orchestrated a plan to propose to her in a closet.

9. They sleep with each other.

To the TSPWL and WHWW girls, step aside for a moment. Gregory breaks into his unofficial fiancé's home in the dead of night, goes to her room, and is eventually seduced by her. They proceed to sleep together, THE DAY BEFORE HER WEDDING TO ANOTHER MAN. They do so three times holding each other, then sleeping together and so on. She's doing it under false pretences because she isn't going to marry him atp.

10. A love like Violet and Edmund's.

They break the Bridgerton record for most kids. At the time of the epilogue, they have 7 kids and are expecting the 8th, they have twins and end up with 9. It's to the point where the pregnancy impacts Lucy and Gregory let's us know that the amount of kids they have is genuinely due to their lack of restraint.

11. They name their kids after their siblings.

Lucy actually gets to name one after her best friend, but there is a little Daphne and Anthony running around. Also a Kate.

12. Guns.

There is a gun stand off.

13. Kidnapping.

Gregory breaks the law, again.

14. Gay.

Lucy is pinning over Hermione during the first half, her fiance is gay, the uncle never marries......

15. 9 CHILDREN.

I don't want to understate the fact that they have 9 kids in less than 20 years. It was never that serious. She is 33 when they have their last kid. He's 39. They met at 18 and 24 respectively. 9 kids in 15 years.

16. LUCY MY LOVE

Me 🫂 Gregory.

She's darling. Throughout the narrative, it's just her making sacrifices for everyone she loves. For her brother, her best friend, even Gregory, it's consistantly her trying.

17. Blue Mushroom.

Please read the book because Drunk Greg>>>

18. Last one.

My baby boy is a horrible shot.

Let me end it on a mood board for my faves.

We do be on the way to a wedding. It certainly was a journey

[sinner-sunflower]

P.2 HH Lucifer-centric AU 13/?

STORY 1, PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 14, PART 14.5, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22, PART 23, PART 24, PART 25, PART 26

Luci is the older sib among the Sins but he's the youngest among the Archangels.

I guess technically, he's the suffering middle child.

If y'all see a mention baby bro or little brother in the Prequel, pretend like you didn't see it ;laksldakl;

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Perhaps Lucifer should've requested a 1 visitor per visit rule just like he should've expected that he's going to get tackled and suffocated in physical affection by the Sins and Charlie as soon as Belphegor opened the door.

Not that he doesn't like the hugs but he's just one tiny guy and he's pretty sure he's about to be buried alive under these giants.

Thank fuck for Belphegor for prying them off of him before he actually suffocated.

Belphegor: What did I say?! What did I just say?! What are you all? Children?!

A gasp and a coughing fit later, he finally calmed down enough to get his breathing steady. He thanks Alastor for the water, taking huge sips to fix his throat.

'Not to self: don't get buried alive. It's not a fun experience.'

He looks over at the now kneeling Charlie and Sins, head bowed as the Sin of Sloth relentlessly scolds them.

Belphegor: -powers in Hell and you can't follow one simple rule? May I remind you all what happens if I'm disobeyed while I'm treating someone?

All: Visiting rights will be stripped off.

Belphegor: That's right. And I am not above putting a ward on any of you to make it stay that way.

Never mess with Dr. Belphegor. As much as Lucifer is amused, he takes pity on his kids (his kids!) and speaks up to save them from the doctor's wrath.

Lucifer: I think they get it, Bel.

The kneeling demons cower as Belphegor sends them one last glare before huffing and went to typing something in her tablet again.

Beelzebub: Sorry for getting carried away, babe. We just got scared.

Asmodeus: Charlie's call really scared us. Did something happen in Heaven?

Satan: Tell me if that bastard Michael did this, I'll go to Heaven myself and beat his ass! In fact, I'm going over there right now. Open a portal.

Leviathan: Christ, Satan. Can you do one minute without thinking of doing something impulsive?

Satan: Don't say that name here! And fuck you! You're one to talk. Which one of us almost obliterated their ring in anger earlier, huh??

Lucifer: Wha- Levi??

Leviathan: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Mammon: Wait, is that why the elevator took so fuckin long to work? I thought I was gonna be stuck there foreva!

Charlie: At least you're all here now!

Charlie's wholesome sentiment made her aunts and uncles coo, wholeheartedly agreeing with her.

Lucifer: My duckie is right. Even though I said I was fine, you all still came for me. I'm starting to feel bad about making you all rush here every time I get hurt.

Satan: Don't you dare. No one is forcing us to be here.

Beelzebub: Right! Plus you always did the same for us.

He remembers those moments. When the rings formed and the Sins grew enough to move and handle them on their own, he was pretty lonely. Sure, he had Lilith, but children brought a different kind of joy with their company.

Plus, he loved indulging in others and all the children wanted was his attention, which he was always so happy to give.

The last person he would've thought to call him for help first was, believe it or not, Leviathan.

Levi had always presented himself as independent, acting like he's not as young as he was. Lucifer saw the aquatic demon's admiration for him, often mimicking how he talks, walks, and even dresses.

Lilith says it's envy (Because what else could it be, Luci? Isn't he the Sin of Envy?) but Lucifer knows better. He knows that Leviathan only looks at him in admiration. He looks at him like he hung the stars. Like Lucifer means something. Like he deserves to be looked at that way.

He doesn't but he's not going to tell young Leviathan that.

Anyway, Levi couldn't get the raging storms of Envy under control despite trying so hard. He was crying, begging Lucifer to believe that he did everything he could but nothing was working.

So he did what every good sibling/pseudo-father wouldo.

He drops everything and headed straight to Envy. In fact, he ran so fast he forgot to tell Lilith he was leaving.

Instead of fixing the situation himself, Lucifer chose that moment to teach Leviathan. He stayed in Envy until the other got it and not once did he berate Levi for not knowing something that wasn't even taught. It was his fault after all that Levi couldn't control it as he should've known that it doesn't come to everyone that easily.

The little scolding he got from Lilith when he came home super late was worth seeing a proud face on little Levi.

Lucifer: And I always will.

When it doesn't look like they're leaving him anytime soon, he figures he could just tell them now. He sat up a little straighter and internally braces himself for the expected uproar.

Lucifer: Heaven is on the verge of a civil war.

He winces. 'Way to rip off the bandaid, Lucifer.'

The room halted. They stared at him as they try to comprehend what he said just said. Then all at once, everyone bursts into screaming and panic, asking questions at him, at each other, at no one, at everyone. It was chaos and Lucifer can feel something rumble inside him. He figures Roo is enjoying all this unfold.

To be fair, he should've thought better than to say something like that out of the blue.

Lucifer: Sorry from dropping a bomb like that suddenly.

Satan: A bomb???

Mammon: Mate, that's a fuckin' nuclear one if I know one! The fuck you mean a war??

Lucifer: A civil war.

Charlie: What? How are we roped in it?? It's not because of the last extermination right?

Belphegor: You couldn't have told us this the moment you arrived?

Satan: Are we involved? Is that why Michael shot a freakin' laser through the sky??

Lucifer: No but-

Beelzebub: Oh god.

Lucifer: Guys, if you just-

Leviathan: Ozzie, how is our forces? Do you think we have enough manpower?

Lucifer: Guys-

Asmodeus: If it's only our fighting forces, then no. I'm sure a lot of demons would be willing to fight. Plus we have the firepower.

Lucifer: I-

Belphegor: Do we even know if angelic weapons would harm a higher ranked angel?

Oh for fucks-

Lucifer: Ê̵̡̟͔͉̱͓͓̪̝̫͙͇̞͛̓͐͒͒̎͒̋͘Ǹ̶̛͙̲̮͓͈̳̗̟̣̊̍͋́̇̀̋̐́̚̕͜O̷͇͔̒̇͋́͋́̓́͂́͆͋̅͘U̴̡̙̫͕̞̩͎̭̤̤͙̠̓̐̊̚͜G̵͖͇̘̘̩̟̗̠̬̐̈́͛́̾̈́̾̍́̈́̏͠͝H̶̢̬͉̯̞͇̯͈͙̜̬͚̟͙̊̈́͋͂̂̾̒̅̈́̆͊͗͂̚͝.̷̧͇͔͖̜̳̲̪̤͇̇͊͑̋͛̾̓͜͜

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The room rattles from his voice. He stop his horns and halo from coming out. Lucifer can't see it but everyone else is staring at him in abject horror as his skin turned into a dark, glitchy mess.

He calms himself by taking in deep breathes until the fire in his mouth extinguishes.

Lucifer: Can I speak now?

[martiandmichelle]

Me during a "blue" photo session. This is a God awful photo because, for some reason, in the middle of everything, I decided I needed a really good, deep stretch. You all know what that's like, right? You contort your body and say "fuck it" to the world until you get the kinks out. Well, that's me here, arms cocked, knees pointing in awkward directions, the works. But THE TITS still shone through.

OK, so that's my intro to what will be a kinda long post. (I wanted to give you something to look at before you went through the long read.) I need to make it a roundabout story but it's important and will kinda tie in to the one I started from the agency meeting.

So if you're completely offended by what I like to call "Relations with Relations" - RwR - or maybe more accurately "Sexual relations with relations" (otherwise officially known by a work whose first syllable is the opposite of "out" and whose second syllable rhymes with "nest" but begins with a "c;" yeah, you know what I'm talking about) than I suggest you tune out now. Otherwise, get yourself a nice cup of Joe, or glass of wine, or pint of beer, or whatever, and settle in for a totally sexual read.

(A side note: please don't hold me down to dates and names and whether or not I leave someone out. My body may look and feel like I'm in my 40's and now with my face lift, so do my looks, but my insides and brain are still 73 years old. Time in my brain is variable so dates have as much chance of being wrong as right. I no longer drive because I get lost - and because my boobs get in the way. I have no sense of direction. But, by God, I can read a movie script once and remember it on set. The brain is a weird thing.)

My first RwR happened a few days after my 18th birthday (God, almost 56 years ago!) when my 3-year older brother Chris, a big oaf of a man, not very bright but strong as hell, tried to rape me. He had a tiny small engine repair, small electonics repair shop in the middle of Nowhere, South Georgia and I would keep his books while I finished high school, what little accounts receivable he had. So it was early in my senior year of high school just after my 18th birthday that he came after me. I was already a DDD cup by then and he wanted them. I began to fight him off, as if I could, until it dawned on me: why fight it - maybe you'll like it. So I quit fighting and gave myself to him, both of us virgins. Well, I was spoiled from the beginning as the big klutz carried a 13 inch monster between his legs. For the next 4 years we had a torrid sexual relatoinship, especially after the rest of our family (parents and two sisters) moved away. We would fuck every morning before we opened his shop, during lunch, and all evening. He began selling me to his clients and friends and "his" business suddenly seemed successful.

It all came crashing down when I decided to find someone else so I could have children and he found religion. We began bitter enemies. Until about 4 years ago after his wife died. He decided he was merely human and not the second coming and came asking me for forgiveness - and forgiveness came with a big hug and a blowjob. Chris passed away last year at age 76.

May years passed before my next RwR. That was with my son-in-law and Michelle's then husband Phillip. Their marriage was falling apart as Michelle was as frigid as the ice in my water. My thinking was misguided and I hoped if I could satisfy Phillip's physical need then he would stay with Michelle and their two young kids, son Billy (4) and baby daughter Bonnie. I finally broke it off out of guilt. But remember two names on this list. That happened some 14 years ago.

The next RwR was with my niece, Josie, my youngest sister Marcy's daughter. She was having issues, especially sexual issues, with her husband and, as I tried to help her, it became clear that she was bisexual and had a burning desire to be with another woman, me in particular. I obliged happily. They eventually divorced, Josie got a series of breast enlargements, moved to Europe to do porn and got happily remarried. She keeps saying she's returning to the US, but not yet.

It was the following winter (2011, I think?) when one day my daughter Michelle came to me to do some sewing for her and her kids (I used to be damn good at sewing). The last thing she wanted sewed was the torn sweater she was wearing. She took it off and she wasn't wearing a bra, her huge (J cup tits - she was kinda heavy at the time) staring at me. To make her feel more comfortable I took my top off, too. I was much thinner than she so my H cups looked as big. She then admitted her problems with Phillip stem from her having very strong lesbian leanings and those leanings pointed to me. That day, I had sex with my daughter Michelle. Which, of course, led to me having sex with Michelle's wife, Maria, who you know well from this site.

About a year later Michelle set up a situation where my son Josh and she visiting me and she ripped my top off, knowing full well that Josh wanted me as much as she did. I was probably an "I" cup by then. And, well, Michelle was right. Josh and spent several years having sex every day until he got sick and was diagnosed with ALS. Josh died in November of 2019 and I still ache pretty much every day.

The rest of the RwR I'm going to list pretty quickly. There was my younger sister Rose (or Rosie) with whom I was very tightly bound physically if not emotionally - we never really saw eye-to-eye on anything. Then there was Chris's daughter, my niece, Becca, who moved in with us and is still a part of our lives and is also the one whose tits are as milky as mine. Then Becca's daughter, my grandniece, Zin(nia), again, still a part time lover of mine. Lastly, and I'm sure I've forgotten somebody (or somebodies) and two I haven't even mentioned here are my youngest sister Marcy and her husband Bryan.

So, in other words, I see no more boundary of having relations with relations than I would having sexual relations with anyone else. In fact, it's even sexier!

So that leads me to two weeks ago.

Often, when I have some down time, I'll go half way down the mountain from our residence to where we're building a studio. I'll wear something revealing to give the workers something to enjoy for all the hard work they do. So that day I went down there wearing some short shorts, heels, and a little tank top that maybe covered only the most delicate 25% of my boobs. I was talking to the supervisor when my cell rang. It was Roxy who was back at the house. She urged me to come back right away - that there was someone there I needed to meet with. Knowing Roxy and Kaatje and the others would never let a stranger in without plenty of reason, I agreed and took the 20 minutes walk back up the mountain.

When I walked through the front door Roxy met me with a queer expression on her face. I asked her what was wrong and she assured me that nothing was "wrong." She said there was somebody waiting for me in my study then she and Kaatje walked, unexpectedly, out the front door. Curious, I moved to my study.

There, facing a large poster of me nude on the far wall, lying on my side, my arm hiding my crotch but my huge boobs showing freely (it is my inner sanctum study after all), stood a man curiously dressed. All I could see was that he was wearing a dress shirt with, from my angle, nothing on the bottom. "May I help you?" I asked. And he turned around.

At that moment, had you slapped either one of us, our faces would shatter like cheap glass. There, wearing that dress shirt which was mostly unbuttoned and male short shorts with an impressive bulge up font stood my grandson, Billy, just graduated high school and just turned 18.

To be continued. . .