#they both love their kids so much but jen is like have fun but be smart/safe about it

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DOCTOBER '23 ⸺ 「 29 / 31 * 2023 」

June 27, 2023

❝Anything you've gotta say, Ellie, you can say it. I promise your old man can handle it,❞ Marty says, giving his daughter the very same look he's given Doc time-and-time again when he was absolutely serious.

Ellie rolls her eyes. ❝All I said, Dad, was that you should probably sit down. Not that you'd have a heart attack or something. I've got news, that's all.❞

Marty's expression immediately sours as his mind leaps to worst-case scenarios. Trouble, he thinks, my baby girl's gotten herself into trouble, hasn't she? He can't help the way he worries and Ellie, upon catching sight of the shift in her father's expression, immediately frowns.

❝I didn't even tell you the news yet! At least wait before you start making faces like that!❞

Marty waves a hand. ❝Sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just afraid you're about to tell me you're about to join some gang and you've already gotten bionic implants you haven't told me about.❞

Jen snickers at his side and Marty sputters. ❝Hey, it's not funny, Jen! You've seen what those things can do.❞

❝Oh Marty, relax.❞ Jen puts a comforting hand on his shoulder. ❝At least let her tell us the news before you start overreacting.❞

He huffs but says nothing else as Ellie mouths a silent thank you to her mother.

❝Now Dad, you remember Dan, right?❞

How could he forget?

He still remembers the day when Ellie, nineteen, brought him home for dinner and introduced him as her boyfriend, much to his dismay. Sure, he and Jen were high school sweethearts, deeply in love and already envisioning a future together at that age, but it was different with his daughter.

Daniel Locarno, a software engineer, with his hazel eyes, kind face, and short blonde hair, always looking at Ellie with that look in his eye, like she was the only person in the entire room.

He was a nice boy, all things considered. Never did anything to prove otherwise. Jen certainly liked him. Marty had no real issues with him.

❝I'm not senile yet, y'know.❞ Jen doesn't even try and hide her grin, nor does Ellie. ❝Of course I remember Dan; what's this got to do with him?❞

Ellie and Jen share a look that makes Marty deeply suspicious and he starts to suspect he should have heeded her warning and taken a seat when he had the chance.

❝Well❞—it's only now Marty notices that she's standing with her hands clasped behind her back like she's hiding something—❝I told you that we were going on holiday for about a week and a half.❞

To Denmark. He remembers.

Marty nods slowly, unsure if he really wants to hear the end of this story.

Ellie's eyes sparkle and dread drops a boulder in his stomach that could crush him. ❝Dad, Dan proposed! He asked me to marry him and I said yes. We're engaged!❞

She finally pulls her hands from her back to show off her ring and the diamond doesn't hold a candle to the size of the rock currently weighing Marty down. He tries to smile, but all he can feel are his eyes threatening to fall out of his head as he stares.

Jen beams, clasping her hands together in a show of excitement. ❝Honey, it's beautiful! And about time, too. You've been dating for six years now. Your father didn't work up the nerve to propose until '89, but when he did, oh, it was so romantic.❞

Marty waves his hands. ❝Wait, wait, wait! He didn't even ask me! Your dad gave me hell when I asked him for his blessing!❞

❝My dad was convinced I was making a mistake dating a musician whose music probably wasn't going to go anywhere. Don't you remember the look on his face when your band announced they were going on tour?❞

❝Yeah I remember, but that's not the point and you know it.❞

Jen clicks her tongue. ❝You know things are different now. It's been almost forty years since then.❞

Marty narrows his eyes as alarm bells blare in his mind. ❝You knew, didn't you?❞ Jen shrugs, but the unapologetic smile on her face gives her away. ❝And you didn't tell me! How long did you know this was happening?❞

❝Oh, probably since the end of last month.❞ Marty has to remind himself how to breathe. ❝You were out at the studio when Dan came by; he told me everything. I gave him our blessing.❞

I think I need to sit down after all.

❝So, have you decided a date yet?❞

[inuyashaluver]

Hi bestie, woso-vida here to formally request Alexia x Jenni x Reader 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

I'm thinking (playful) jealousy?? I'm thinking them both arguing who you'll be sitting beside on the bus?? I'm thinking them constantly trying to one up eachother in terms of romance??

Or yknow, whatever you'd like. I'll read everything from you 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

three’s a party - alexia putellas, jenni hermoso

alexia putellas x jenni hermoso x reader

description: in which your girlfriends are incredibly jealous of one another when it comes to your attention

warnings: i am not shipping - this is PURE FICTION, polyamory, let's pretend jenni is in barcelona for the sake of this, slight swearing - spanish is in bold italics!

a/n: i got excited to write this i won't lie, HAPPY AUGUST YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE!! enjoy, my lovesssss, thank you so much for your support, love! this is so meh

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if there was anything to know about football players, they’re incredibly competitive. they are so competitive that it can sometimes develop into jealousy, envy and even bitterness.

and the two girls that embodied these qualities the most, just so happened to be your girlfriends.

the jealousy was playful most of the time, but sometimes it could really push your buttons.

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jenni and alexia, your girls. they were obsessed with you. the two spaniards were so obsessed with you in fact, they don’t know how they went through life without you.

in the beginning stages, they were together for a relatively long time, and it was incredibly unexpected when you joined the equation.

the three of you just made sense. it was easy, familiar and just felt so right amongst all of you. it was your own little bubble, the way you all liked it.

it was private, not a secret, with no confirming nor denying when the question came up. you were all happy and that was all that mattered.

you’d now all been together for a little over 3 years and they were probably the most special and fun years of your lives. and within these three years, you learnt how competitive these girls really could be, especially when it came to you. 

—

“this is unbelievable, we are basically late” jenni curses under her breath, walking back and forth past a sleeping you and alexia as she attempted to find all your belongings needed for the day.

you and alexia’s fronts were pressed against each other, your head tucked under her chin, “you can’t sleep all day” jenni points out, much louder this time in attempts to wake you both up.

alexia’s arms were wrapped around you tightly, you were still sleeping against the older girl as alexia drifted in and out of her slumber.

“niñas (kids), we have training” jenni says pointedly, fighting the smile playing at her lips at how cute you both looked in this moment. you slowly stir against alexia, pressing your nose into her neck.

the other girl is fully awake now, her hands on instinct rubbing up and down your back soothingly. she chuckles in your ear tiredly as you curse out jenni.

“no” you grumble, holding onto alexia tightly as she tried to sit up, “yes” jenni mocks with a laugh, her hands on her hips as she watches you from the end of the bed.

“jen, she’s sleeping” alexia coos, leaning down to kiss your cheek repeatedly, you smile at her sleepily, “yeah, jenni” you giggle, letting alexia cup your cheek with one hand and pull you into a sweet kiss, waking you up even more.

jenni gaws at both of you, “no, that’s not fair! why does she get a kiss first?” she frowns, growing angry at seeing alexia smile into your mouth before she slips her tongue in.

you pull back for a moment, pecking her lips quickly, “because she’s in front of me” you grin, that’s when jenni loses it. jenni leaps onto the bed, quickly spinning you around and straddling your hips with hers, a wolfish grin making you chuckle, they were like children when it came to sharing.

“buenos días, mi amor (good morning, my love)” she sings out, winking at you cheekily, you can’t help but laugh at her, returning the greeting.

you look over at alexia next to you who just shrugs, shaking her head amusingly, clearly she wasn’t in the mood to fight over sharing just yet.

she kisses both of your foreheads, moving past both of you to the adjoining bathroom to begin getting ready for training. “it’s my turn” jenni says as she squeezes your cheeks, directing your head to look at her. you breathe out exaggeratingly, “come on then” you puckered up your lips jokingly, though, jenni is jenni. everything is serious.

she wasted no time pressing her lips to yours, making a quick effort to slip her tongue into your mouth and relished in the fact she pulled a hum from the back of your throat. someone was clearly trying to prove a point.

it was a lot easier now in your relationship ever since jenni returned to barcelona, she hated the short time apart when she was in mexico. 

“calm down, hermoso!” you breathe out a laugh, she hops off you with an accomplished smile, holding both your hands to pull you out of bed. “okay, get off me” she says cheekily, pushing you gently into the awaiting arms of alexia, the blonde currently brushing her teeth.

you laugh as alexia pulled you to her with one strong arm around your middle, you hug her back tightly around her waist. 

she smiles down at you, brushing her teeth with her free hand, swaying you gently from side to side, you could honestly fall asleep against her. “ale, tell her to get ready” jenni calls out from the kitchen, making you all a protein shake. 

alexia chuckles again, letting go of you for a second to give you your toothbrush. 

she now hugs you from behind, both of you smiling in the mirror as you look at each other through it. alexia is done first so she takes advantage of it. 

she kisses your shoulder sweetly, loving the way your cheeks filled with pink over her. “my beautiful bebé (baby)” she grins brightly, continuing her trail of kisses from your shoulder to your jaw, making you squirm from the ticklish sensation. 

“did you give jenni a kiss?” she mutters against your temple, absolutely loving to watch you get ready in the morning. “more like a make out” you chuckle, you spot alexia’s eyebrows furrow and that’s when she spins you around, pressing your back into the sink as she smiled at you. 

“then i should have one too” she wastes no time pulling you into a kiss, humming against you happily as your arms wound around her neck to pull her even closer, her hands finding home on your waist. 

“are you joking?” jenni groans, coming behind alexia to pull you both apart, “that’s not fair!” alexia exclaims, pushing jenni away from you as she tried to pull you into another kiss. 

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situations like that were a daily occurrence, but they only grew tenfold when it came to national camps. the bus was your nightmare, and it wasn’t even an exaggeration. 

“sit in the window seat” alexia tells you, taking your bag from your hands as you all awaited to get on the bus. “ah, she’s sitting with me” jenni points out, pulling on your arm to launch you into her chest. 

you sigh heavily, you knew this would happen. “you said you would sit with me” alexia pouts slightly, gently pulling your other arm. you smile, “my loves, it’s a 20 minute bus ride” already knowing this would turn into a playful argument.

“but 20 minutes is 20 minutes” jenni scoffed, 

“you got to sit next to her on the way there last time!” alexia frowns, her arms crossed over her chest intimidatingly, “i did not! that was you, ale!” jenni defends, staring at alexia. 

you stand of the middle of both of them, clearly unimpressed, you look between both of them with a deadpan expression 

“bebé, who did you sit next to last time?” alexia asks you sweetly, her tone completely changing for you, jenni scoffs a laugh, though smiles at you gently awaiting your response.

“i sat next to jenni” you think, nodding at your response, alexia’s face brightens, looking at jenni smugly, the other girl frowning.

“princesa (princess), why did you tell her?” she groans, though smiles when you look at her in offence. “i’ve had enough of this, sit together, i’m sitting with leila” you tutt, walking over to the smiling girl waiting for you. this was clearly preplanned by you.

“you fucked up” alexia slaps jenni’s arm, “i did not!” jenni scoffs, picking up her back and walking to the bus. they walk past a laughing you and leila, slightly sad they weren’t the ones making you laugh. jenni plops down in the window seat and stares at you longingly, it takes everything to not look at her.

alexia suddenly remembers something, rummaging through her bag and finding one of your favourite protein bars she always kept for you. she smiles, rushing over to you before the bus moves off, tapping your shoulder sheepishly.

you smile at her sweetly, taking it from her appreciatively before pulling her down for a quick kiss, she pinches your cheek softly, winking at you before moving back to her seat.

jenni looks so grumpy when alexia comes back, “sit down” alexia says sternly, squeezing her knee when she was about to get up to go over to you. "that is so unfair" jenni grits out, though leans her thigh to press against alexia's.

they both bicker quietly back and forth before you turn around to wave at them, both of them perk up quickly and return to normal almost like nothing happened a few seconds prior.

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during training, you three returned to your regular selves. during a small break, your sat with your back against jenni’s front, talking back and forth with misa and irene. you play with one of jenni’s hands, laughing brighting in the conversation with the other girls. 

when alexia plops next to you both, she smiles at you when you make eye contact and you already know she wants to cuddle with you. you turn around and kiss jenni’s cheek, she looks up at you confused, still in conversation. you make your way over to alexia, wrapping your arms around her shoulders from the back, kissing her cheek sweetly.

her hand comes up to hold your arm and she smiles brightly, though a little pink in the cheeks at how quickly you read her mind. “jealous?” you whisper in her ear in your knelt position, she chuckles lowly, hushing you with a pinch to your thigh resting on her side. 

“look how sad she got” misa chuckles, pointing at jenni, jenni makes an effort to get up slightly and flick her on the forehead, moving over to you, kissing you and alexia softly in turn before she got up to get some water. 

“go with her, bebé (baby)” alexia smiles, squeezing your arm reassuringly, you laugh, they really knew each other so well. “what a treat, mi amor (my love) is here!” jenni exclaims, cupping your cheeks and kissing your lips repeatedly, you both laugh into the kisses, so childish but really just so cute.

alexia watches you both with a smile, shaking her head fondly as she gets up to walk over to the both of you.

“happy?” alexia questions, jenni nods, giving alexia a kiss before picking her up and running around with her. alexia curses her out harshly, though laughs brightly when she saw you basically in stitches laughing at your girlfriends.

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“princesa! (princess), look, i’m doing the dishes”, “bebé (baby), look i’m folding the laundry”, they both yell out when you come through the door with breakfast one morning.

“why are you both acting like i told you to do that? we all live here” you laugh, letting alexia help take the groceries and drinks out of your hands. "it is not a competition, i am both of your partners, and so are you" you remind.

“tsk, you should have let me come with you” alexia scolds, bringing you into a quick hug, “you’re so stubborn, hermosa (beautiful)” jenni scolds as well, patting the top of your head affectionately as you sit at the kitchen island.

“because i can do it myself” you roll your eyes, smiling when alexia presses a kiss to your cheek. “you’re around this one too much” jenni says smugly, winking at alexia with a flirty smile.

“and you’re not stubborn?” alexia springs into action, moving her chair closer to yours as jenni looks at you both from the other side of the island. “do not even start on me right now, putellas” jenni laughs, alexia turns to you immediately, “bebé- (baby)”.

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Jen Beattie x Teen!Reader Arsenal WFC x Teen!Reader --------------------

You awoke to the creaking of your bedroom door, followed by the dipping of your bed.

"Hey, kiddo," your mam's voice soft, fingers carding through your hair. "Time to wake up. We've got a big day ahead of us."

You cracked your eyes open, blinking rapidly at the light streaming through your window. "Five more minutes?"

She smiled fondly. "Sorry, kiddo. We've got to finish packing, and then we're gonna meet the girls at Colney one last time before they send us off at the airport."

A few months ago, you and your mam had received almost identical offers from the newest team in the NWSL, Bay FC. Your mam had jumped at the promise of something new, but you'd hesitated.

Arsenal was all you'd ever known. You'd grown up in the academy, winning tournaments left and right before signing your first professional contract for the gunners at fifteen years old.

You had memories of Katie chasing you through the Emirates, practicing pens with Kim, and doing media with Leah. If you left, you wouldn't get to make any more of those memories that were so near and dear to your heart.

It was a difficult decision to make, one that your mam assured you was totally up to you. Any of the girls would take you in in a heartbeat if you wanted to stay.

You hated change, and you hated the position Bay FC's offer put you in. Whether you stayed or left, your life wouldn't be the same.

Stay, and be an ocean away from your mam.

Leave, and abandon everything you'd ever known since you were a wee child.

Stay or leave.

Your mam or your found family.

Pain or pain.

Stay.

Leave.

Stay.

Leave.

Realistically, as much as you dwelled on the decision, the choice was made the second you opened your email.

You could never leave your mam. Your mam who never forced you to do anything you didn't want to. Your mam who always made time for you. Your mam who would stay home from matches or training when you were sick. Your mam who always supported you and loved you.

So, you accepted. You accepted the offer to leave the WSL behind, comforted only by the knowledge that your mam would be right next to you the whole time.

It had hurt to accept the California team's offer, a metaphorical knife to the gut, but your teammates had reminded you that you were still in the early stages of your career and could come back later on. That had brought you some sense of relief, knowing that they would gladly welcome you back if you wanted to return.

But now, on the final day of your life in London, it all came crashing down, and you suddenly did not want to leave.

"O-kayyy," you mumbled, rolling off the bed. "When do we leave? To Colney?"

Your mam extended her hand, pulling you up. "In an hour. Get the rest of your stuff, and we'll have breakfast on the way."

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"He—oof!" You grunted as someone tackled you into a hug, taking you both to the floor.

"I'm gonna miss you, kiddo," Leah's voice wavered. "So, so much."

You squeezed her tightly. "I'll miss you too, Lee. Who'll make fun of your five year-old diet now?"

Katie joined you on the floor, stealing you from Leah's embrace to pull you into her own. "I will, kid. Don't ye' worry."

Leah wiped away a stray tear. "You remember this, Y/N. Once a gunner, always a gunner. You hear me? You'll always have a place hear at Arsenal."

You smiled sadly as yet another one of your teammates stole you for a hug. "Thanks, Lee. I'm gonna miss you all so, so much."

"She was proper crabbit this mornin'," your mam said with a sad smile of her own. "She cried, yelled at me, cried again, then walked into the door frame because she couldn't see through her tears."

"Maaaam!" You turned red as your teammates laughed. "That didn't happen!"

Kim ruffled your hair. "It's okay, sweetheart. You did that exact thing with a goalpost when you were younger."

You tried unsuccessfully to hold in your laughter. "Kimmy!"

Your mam grinned. "Nothin' I'd rather be doing during my last day as a gunner than making fun of Y/N with you all."

Unfortunately for you, that was all that you and your teammates did for the remainder of your time together. Make fun of you. Oh, to be the baby of the gunners.

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"I don't want you to leave," Kyra murmured, gripping your shoulders desperately as your flight was called. "You're like... my little sister."

You softened at the uncharacteristically wholesome confession, hugging the Aussie who you'd grown so close to tightly. "Keep in touch, Ky. We'll be sure to visit."

"You promise?" you'd never heard Kyra so vulnerable, not even when Australia had lost to England in the Semifinals and been knocked out of the World Cup.

"I promise. I love you."

"I love you too, Y/N."

It was Kim who scooped you up into a hug last, the Scotswoman practically having watched you grown up since your birth. Your second parent in the absence of your father.

"We'll miss you here, kiddo," she whispered in your ear as you tried to hold back tears. It was almost comical, the short Midfielder having to stand on her tippi toes to do so, barely able to reach you even as you leaned down to hear her. "You'd better call or I'm boardin' the nearest fly to San Francisco and takin' you back home."

You patted her on the back before pulling away, averting your eyes before you started bawling. "I will, Kimmy. I will."

As you and your mam boarded the plane, you shoved your fist into your mout to choke back a sob.

Sitting in your seat, the tearful goodbyes of your teammates echoed in your head. They hadn't wanted you to go, and you hadn't entirely wanted go either, torn between two sides, but you'd known this was the right decision. You'd stay with your mam, broadening your horizons and giving yourself more experience.

Staring out the window, you took in the landscape. The English landscape that you'd known your whole life, left behind as you started a new adventure in the United States.

As the plane took off, Leah's voice echoed in your head.

Once a gunner, always a gunner.

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Welcome to the next edition of Jen's meta ramblings

I have watched the movie at least once a day since it came out and I kid you not, I see something new every time. The fact that this is Matthew López's first directoral debut is just... I'm in awe. And you can tell how much he loves the story because of the way things like this are set up and played out

In the novel, Henry and Alex are skinny dipping in the lake at night, and so I absolutely got the change in both time of day and also attire. But let's talk about that little island shall we?

No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea

Every single one of us is not meant to be alone, without connection and without a link to someone else. We are parts of a whole and if we lose that... well. It's not good.

Henry is on that island, our prince who belongs to Britain and Henry Fox who thinks he has to belong to himself. The prince is forced into status and circumstance, of appearances and mindless ribbon cuttings. When he does something that means something - like the trip to the cancer ward - then he doesn't do it with cameras. I'd argue he's not the prince there, he's Henry Fox. The man who lost his father to cancer.

But this is not that meta.

Henry has shut himself off, shut himself away. He doesn't date the people he's interested in, he doesn't live his truth (and for very good and valid reasons). He has decided that while Prince Henry belongs to Britain, Henry Fox is an island.

And look who is swimming up to that island. Look who is coming out to Henry, having realised the night before that oh yeah, I do feel forever about him and so Alex swims out to that island.

And the first thing he does? He makes Henry laugh. He is silly and fun and the complete antithesis of the composed and collected Prince of Wales. And then he joins Henry, on his island.

This gorgeous overhead shot shows us that Alex is putting himself on Henry's right (protocol or his good side?) but he's also in the centre of the island. He's not on the edge of it. In the metaphor of Henry Fox's island, Alex is putting himself at the heart of it all. RIght before he lays out his heart to Henry.

The shot that broke our hearts too, along with Henry's. Because we can see the shore in the background now. We're reminded that islands are not - they cannot be fully independent. People cannot be islands and even though Alex is literally and metaphorically planting himself at Henry's side, Henry knows that this island he's formed for himself in his heart and his sense of self cannot stand if Alex is there. If Alex is with him then he is no longer an island. Henry Fox will not belong to himself and the sense of protection and self-preservation we see coming out in the Storming of Kensington is under threat.

So he bails.

The island is submerged, like the mythical Atlantis, because how do you render land useless? Drown it. How do you deal with water? Drain it away. He abandons his island and flees back to the only other space he has left - Kensington Palace - in an attempt to regroup. He drains his life of Alex and what he brings. He has to return to being the Prince of Wales because Henry Fox got too close. Because Henry Fox realised he was being loved by a man who would literally swim out to where he is.

Moment of appreciation for the shot. Matthew, you have a fucking talent and I cannot wait to see what else you do. Because our #imtaller boy looks so small here. So lost. When else have we seen someone look so small and lost?

Oh. Yeah.

When he's curling in on himself in an almost last-ditch attempt to protect himself and his boundaries from what is coming. You can see that he's no longer dry, that Alex's "shower time" has changed him. Alex brought laughter and love and water onto his island and Henry has just realised what this means. This isn't a visitor's visa. This is immigration.

Which is what makes THIS so much more. Back to our boy, drenched from the storm, plaintively asking Henry to talk to him.

Because yes, the Storming of Kensington happens during an actual storm, but by now you know I overead into everything... so once again we have Alex "swimming" out to Henry. He's dived right in and gone are the jokes, gone is the humour. He is here and he is asking to be let in and daring Henry to send him away.

This is Alex, serious and in love and following Henry to whatever landmass he is setting foot on. Henry is trying to be an island and Alex is out here going, "I'll just build another boat you fucker". A true 'ship if you will. He swam out to an island on a lake, he flew to a tiny island across an ocean. He is standing at Henry's borders and he isn't launching an offensive. He's just saying that if Henry wants to be cut off from everything then he needs to do the cutting himself.

Prince Henry felt like he belonged to Britain, Henry Fox felt like he had to belong to himself, and Alex turned up and went "nope. Mine now". (Insert additional historical quip about the English being colonised for once.) But there is still some truth in that: the Prince is part of England, and we should all belong to ourselves even in relationships. Henry just learns that the different parts of him can co-exist. Bit like how water and land can co-exist without one destroying the other.

Henry is Alex's North Star but he's also his solid ground. Insert quip about Alex colonising Henry and claiming him for his own, planting of flag, your innuendo of choice goes here. Pyramus wished there wasn't a wall - Alex straight up scaled Henry's.

There's a divergence between Prince Henry and Henry Fox, but at the heart of them both there's Henry. And this is the man that Alex sees, this is the man that Alex loves. Alex swims out to the island for Henry Fox, Alex pushes through the rain for Prince Henry. Alex holds steady in the storm of talking with King James/Queen Mary and the public.

And it started with Alex literally making his way out to Henry on an island: be that England for the Royal Wedding, a pontoon island on a lake, or knocking down Henry's walls.

To this moment. Which is very hard to grab a screenshot of, but Alex asks Henry to "take a walk" with him. This time it's Henry going to/with Alex. The fact that he's there is one thing (and a rant rather than a meta) but at this point they have each other. They belong to each other. Where one of them goes, the other one follows. Independent, together, co-existing.

Anyway. I'm sure there will be more bullshit ramblings and metas at some point. Follow me if you want more of that (but be warned: blank and empty blogs are blocked on sight) because we are not islands in this metaphorical storm of life. Let us swim out to one another, dry off with one another, and live a life with broken down borders and walls.

ETA: I now have another name to add to the thanks. Stephen Goldblatt, from the bottom of my soul, thank you

[to-be-a-dreamer]

A brain dump of thoughts after Agatha All Along ep 6:

Okay but like. The parallels between Agatha and Billy that we get to see now????

Both of their mothers chose to protect other people, complete strangers, over their own children??? Like. We know Wanda made the right choice, sacrificing her family for the greater good, but in her own twisted way did Evanora believe she was doing the same? Did she ever love her daughter? On some deep level, beneath the anger and hatred and warped sense of justice did it hurt her to try to kill her own child? She believed Agatha would bring countless death and destruction, that she was destined to be evil. As warped as her justifications were did she see it as a selfless sacrifice like Wanda's? Does that make it right? Does Billy have as much reason as Agatha to be angry with his mother for choosing to let him and his brother die? Do her truly selfless intentions matter to a child was just desperate to survive? Will he be able to forgive Wanda before that resentment is used against him? Is Agatha just trying to manipulate him by taunting him about Wanda or does she truly see a bit of herself in a child whose mother tried to kill him? (Edited)

Both of them were forced to do something horrible just to survive??? Agatha had to murder her own family. Billy had to steal the body of a boy who had just died. He had to pretend to be the child of these poor unsuspecting parents who just want their son back. Who have no idea their child is dead. The Kaplans will never get to bury William. He has to look them in the eye every single day knowing he's not really their son but what else was he supposed to do? He hates what he's doing to these people but what choice did he have? Could he even control it or did his soul instinctively seek out a new vessel to protect itself? Agatha was just a child who didn't want to die. Billy was just a child who didn't want to die. Were they selfish? Could they control it? Can we truly blame them if they could?

Both of them do terrible things when they feel backed into a corner or overwhelmed or emotional??? Things that they come to regret as soon as the emotions clear??? Billy looked horrified when he finally realized what he had done to Lilia and Jen but he's an intensely powerful and traumatized child who was overcome with grief and anger. Do we really think every single one of Agatha's kills was 100% self-defense? Do we really think she never killed someone in a fit of anger only to regret it after? And maybe Agatha has come to accept and embrace that now but she must have been like Billy when she was young. (Billy is literally the same age Agatha was when she killed her coven and was even younger when he took William's body) She must have been horrified at her power, at the things she did when she felt trapped. She must have bent over backward trying to defend herself and justify her own actions before realizing no one would believe she didn't want to do those things so she might as well embrace her power to its fullest potential ("I'm not that nice").

Both of them are walking the road for someone they lost??? I know Agatha says she's on the road for her power back but that's not how the road works, right? It doesn't give you what you want it gives you what you're missing. I think if Agatha was really able to get anything at all in the world, it wouldn't be her magic. Agatha is looking for Nicky. Billy is looking for Tommy. I don't know if either of them will really get that at the end but they are absolutely in this for the same reason.

I know there are mixed responses to this episode (at least when I first scrolled through the tag) but I for one really enjoyed it. I was really worried they were going to half-ass the explanation for why Billy was being Like This and fuck up one of the only queer Marvel Comics characters but comparing his actions to Agatha's and showing us this kid who is SO MUCH like how Agatha must have been when she was his age is so much fun actually. Like, it would have been really great but pacing-wise we probably couldn't have spent the necessary time going back into Agatha's past and diving deep into her progression from "scared child who does horrible things out of desperation for survival" to "cutthroat witch who is more than eager to hurt and betray others for her own personal gain". But we get to see it happen to Billy over the rest of the season and maybe even multiple MCU projects!!! Or maybe we'll get to see him make different choices. Maybe Agatha will be able to give him the chance no one gave her. Maybe history doesn't have to repeat itself. Maybe Billy's journey will give Agatha the chance to change her own story once and for all.

Idk this is really rambly and maybe my opinion will change as I think about it more but my first reactions are positive. Yeah on a meta level it sucks that the wlw couple is moving so slowly in their own show while the young, conventionally attractive mlm couple got to kiss within their first few minutes of screentime and they probably could have put in the effort to intentionally combat the miserable lesbians trope. But on a story level, I'm personally glad they're not rushing Agatha and Rio's arc. They're definitely going to get their moment but the reason they're so compelling is because of their history and the tragedy between them. We don't have all the details of what really happened between them yet but I don't think it's something you can just kiss and make up about. Billy and Eddie are teenagers with no real baggage between them. Agatha and Rio have possibly centuries of hurt and anger and betrayal to work through Let Them Cook! It'll be that much sweeter and their relationship is one of the CORE overarching plots of the show you don't want them to rush it. (Also I personally am too ace for the "we're gonna make up by having hot sex about it" type of conflict resolution and would have hated if Agatha and Rio were intimate before sorting at least some of their shit out but that's just me ik a lot of people would have enjoyed it and I'm sure it could have been really compelling but I actually cannot stand those kinds of plots most of the time.)

Also just keep in mind that the only other named queer characters we've had in the MCU literally ever are Phastos and Ben in the Eternals and like. Yeah it shouldn't have taken this long for a queer lead but the massive jump??? We went from one character (out of like ten mains) whose partner has minimal personality traits and like five minutes of screen time to a show with two main character on-screen queer romances!!!! In the Marvel Cinematic Universe??? And one of them is a season-long complex and interesting story that is a central plot of the series and not just half-baked fanservice!!! And one is just sweet innocent love between kids who care about each other!!! I do wish wlw stories didn't always have to come with attractive cis gay men but do y'all understand how huge this is for the MCU????? It shouldn't have taken this long and we can definitely criticize the negative tropes the show falls victim to but net positive progress is always something to be happy about. If you're not familiar with the greater MCU and the history of Marvel in general just understand that this is actually insane for them and I'm so excited for the doors that just opened for future queer storylines, but that can only happen if we show Marvel that, yes we do want queer characters being openly intimate on screen. Be happy for Billy, keep being happy for Agatha and Rio during all stages of their story and maybe we'll get to see more of this!!!

[thenerdofthegroup]

Finally watched… trying not to be angry or sad or anything because what the actual fuck…

But my friend isn’t picking up the phone so I’m ranting here. SO FINALLY SPOILERS YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Like I love most of it.

But there HAS HAS HAS to be an explanation for why there was almost no Agatha and Rio. Not even in a shipper way but in a ‘no fucking explanation for anything’ way

Agatha as a ghost is fucking iconic BUT they did not have rite it well enough and it completely felt like ‘kill of all the women and bury the gay’ troupe

Jen was fucking wasted oh my god. Sasheer and Kathryn you deserved more

Agatha and Nicky was fucking incredible. I loved it. Agatha I love you and you being a mum is my life.

I wish we saw a bit more but starting off like THAT!! Uh I loved it. I wish we, y’know, understood Agatha and Rio’s interaction, but her using Rio’s love to keep her baby that she wanted more than anything was brilliant. And the slight sadness that… Agatha doesn’t know how to live without taking and killing. Not really. So that’s what she did. She loved and cared for Nick but she couldn’t get him to a school, she couldn’t settle down, she couldn’t do a lot of normal things because she isn’t a normal person. Such beautiful tragedy shown through it

Okay screaming again:

So… literally the ONLY FUCKING PERSON who gets to show of ACTUAL MAGIC IS THE FUCKING GUY!!!!!!! FUCK YOU!!! I WANTED TO SEE AGATHA BE THE QUEEN OF MAGIC AND ALL WE GOT IN THE END WERE SOME FUCKING ENERGY BLASTS!!! Fuck yourselves sincerely

“He created the road” fun twist but would have actually appreciated it if we saw Agatha being a witch.

I did not wait THREE FUCKING YEARS FOR A SHOW CALLED AGATHA ALL ALONG ABOUT WOMEN FOR IT TO BE A SET UP FOR THE FUCKING GUY

like I’m really trying not to be angry. I don’t want to end it on a bad note because the entire show has been fucking increible but OH MY GOD. OH MY FUCKING GOD WHOEVER WROTE BILLY IN IT SO MUCH ACTUALLY-

No I won’t continue. I’m just fucking pissed. Why did he have to- uhhhhhhh nevermind

Kathryn you are fucking incredible. You are fucking incredible and I have conflicting feelings now but you are the star. You made this entire show and any iffy feelings I have are not towards you. Kathryn absolutely outdid herself. She was truly the star and was incredible start to end. I just wanted more. I wanted to see her in Salem, I wanted to see how she met death (BECAUSE WHY THE FUCK WASNT THAT EXPLAINED) and I wanted to just see more. But what we were given, Agatha was the best part. She was incredible and I’m so happy we got this

I am angry. I am upset. But I’m also so happy both Agatha and Kathryn got this. And because she is my special interest this entire show is now my entire personality.

But I will say the one thing I am still not over, because I did love 90%, is how little explanation we got and how it conflicted. Jac should have written the whole thing. There should not have been separate writers because I am convinced that and Disney limiting their time is the problem. And Aubrey but I don’t want to get shouted at so… (fuck you megalopolis)

So yes I’m mad. But I am 100000% more in love with Agatha.

AND GREY HAIRED AGATHA I FUCKING WON OH MY GOD!!!! (For that tiny bit)

My biggest anger that I’ve realised, they haven’t actually concluded Agatha story. And I’m not saying ‘oh she’s going on as a ghost-‘. No. They didn’t give her ANY story growth at the end. She should have betrayed him. She didn’t. Fine. But then they did NOTHING!!! HER ENDING IS WORSE THAN WHERE SHE STARTED!!! God I was happy with a sad ending IF they gave her more of an ending. But no. She’s now the side character to the boy. She ends up as a ghost, no resolution with Rio (whether you care about their relationship or not we got no explanation), she has no proper resolution with her son’s story, and now she is helping the kid that LITERALLY WANTED TO BANISH HER?!?!? And she’s in the same place that her mum ‘lives’. Nah. I’m mad. I’m really mad. All of that for it not to be Agatha’s story. Not really. Those flashbacks were incredible but we got no complete story.

So either there is a second season/ continuation in another project about her story (not Wiccan because that will not be about her or help at all. I’m talking scarlet witch or anything to do with Rio) or she has just been completely fucked over. And it’s harsh but I’m mad right now. In 10 minutes I will have calmed down but my god. She is everything to me and for her story to not even feel slightly completed?!? It hurts man. It really hurts

I made a joke with a friend. All I wanted was Agatha and her story. And we didn’t really get that in the present day. It was just used to set up Wiccan and she is in a far worse place emotionally than she was in WV. Because she hasn’t really processed Nick. Not really. We needed to see that. We needed at the very least to see her actively process nicks death and her love for Rio to see her character and we got none of that. It really hurts man

Anyway, I might take this down or update it when I haven’t just watched it. But I am upset most of all ending it with anger. But I will have to watch it again and again to form a good opinion.

Anyway x2, anyone who read these opinions and agrees slightly, go watch it again. Hopefully our outlooks will become clearer and we can enjoy Agatha now we know what happens.

[ct0444-kia]

TBB FINALE

my reactions and thoughts abt the tbb finale. warning: many feels. spoilers ahead!

STRESS LEVELS HIGH

wrecker's condition scares me

emerie redemption!!!

omega rallying the kiddos omg shes so hunter

hacking the droid??? omega ur tech is showing

they have plans in place!!!

that short omega's theme as they get ready to go bro oh my days

FREE ZILLO GO BBG

why does every scientist have that weird tech band thing at the back of their head AND GOOGLES

i wish zillo destroyed more tho but i dont blame him for just breaking out

"coz its exactly what i would do" like mother like daughter

cross' tremors

"clone force 99 died w tech. we're not that squad anymore" ABSOLUTELY GUTTED ME i hate that cross thinks this way

im so glad they talked sense into him

love that hunter and wrecker just know its omega that freed zillo. like yeah thats my crazy sister daughter

hey cross can still snipe

clone assassins acting like evil bad batch

i cant believe they pulled an ep 5 luke skywalker on cross bro

what is that light blade i need to know

why is everyone injured and captured i dont like this

momma echo stunning the troops that found the kids so they wont be traumatized

PRISON BREAKOUT!!! ONE WAY OUT

omega is such a trooper i love her

ramFART

rampart what the hell im so glad u are DEAD

NALA SE DESTROYING THE STUFF OK GOOD

ECHO

"i have them" hell yeah she does

ECHO AND WRECKER TAKING DOWN ALL THE ASSASSINS YOOO

echo is very arc trooper im so proud

so tech is very much dead

i love the cross hunter journey that was a good one

the storm. the helipad. its giving kamino. s1 ending. oh.

GOOD SHOTS BOTH OF U

THE SLIGHT ADJUSTMENT IN CROSS' BLASTER THING

THE TRUST OMEGA HAS IN HER BROTHERS AND VICE VERSAKSJDFL;ASDF

"she knows what to do"

cross being afraid to take the shot stop

BUT HE TOOK THE SHOT THAT MATTERED AND HE DID IT

that was. brutal. HEMLOCK'S DEAD YAY

omega seeing cross' hand STOP

HUGGING CROSS FIRST THEN HUGGING BOTH SLKAFAS

ok so we really just missing omega and tech hug thats sad

PROJECT STARDUST HINT

PEACE ON PABU

EVERYONE IS ALIVE AND HAPPY ?!?!??!?!?!?!?! STAR WARS WHAT

GROWN UP OMEGA?!?!??!??!?!?!?!!?!

why does she lowk look like michelle

SHE HAS HUNTER'S RED BANDANA

hunter is so rugged

"it's my fight"

THE REBELLION NEEDS PILOTS. TECH LIVES THRU HER. EACH ONE OF THEM LIVES THRU HER

manifesting comics/miniseries of the batch having fun. living life. please

omega's theme played SO MUCH i love it. this is genuinely one of the best sw endings ever. this show means everything to me. each ep got better and better and the character development was fantastic.

to jen, brad, dee, michelle, the kiners, thank you 🤍❤️🖤

[eliteseven]

idk what possessed me this week but i'm more hyperfixated with shart than normal... so.. do you have any more shadowheart headcannon? i adore your headcannon, they always make me more "jsjdjshdj god i love her (shadowheart) so much more... *sighs". it can be about consonance, NLS, the game! anything. thank you and take care :)

Aww, thank you, I would love to! 🥰 Sorry this took a bit! I shared a couple that make me smile from both!

NLS:

-Shadowheart notices how nervous Tav gets when they return to patriar events (either to be honored for something or bc Wyll invited them)- and she spends the evening distracting and comforting Tav in whatever ways she can. Holding her hand, sneaking her away to steal a kiss or two, dancing with her, pulling her into the corner to gossip in her ear…she can read when Tav is uneasy and just steps in as her lover and best friend 🥰

-Shadowheart becoming good with kids is so important to me. Not that she wouldn’t be- I think her Sharran past might’ve made her hesitant to show her true colors, at first. She’s inherently sweet and playful, it just takes a while to unlearn the guards she put up as a Sharran. But I HC that there’s a group of kids who play somewhat near the cottage in the spring and summer months. And they are absolutely SMITTEN with her 😭💕 bringing her flowers and toys, trinkets to win her attention. I mean, the pretty half elf lady with LOTS of cool animals??? Emmeline probably bakes just for them, and that wins Shadowheart even more popularity points. I just think she deserves to be adored by all 🥰 and this gets her thinking about having a child of her own with Serena!

-I think Shadowheart might enjoy art! I feel like she didn’t exactly have time for hobbies and self discovery was…not exactly encouraged in the cloister. But Serena notices she’s very meticulous, her dexterity is good…so she gifts her a set of paints and a canvas. And Shadowheart is probably awful, for a time. But imagine the fun they’d have? Paint wars (painting each other 👀), sharing their laughable attempts at painting the landscape outside the cottage. Setting up the canvas outside on a sunny day, wine in hand, Serena lounging a few feet away with Buttons and Scratch under the sunshine? It would be so calming for her. And I think she’d get pretty good, tbh.

Consonance:

-Tav is Shadowheart’s biggest fan 🥰 while I do mean that in the cutesy couple way, I also mean that she was genuinely a fan before meeting her. And now she gets to live with her. So, in everyday pedestrian moments, like when Jen sings to herself in the shower…Tav is trying SO hard to rein in those giddy schoolgirl emotions lmao. Shads just…toweling herself off and laughing softly when she sees that Tav is a PUDDLE in the doorway 🫠💕 the novelty never dies, for Tav. Shadowheart is amused and a little flattered. She loves singing for her girl ☺️

-Not to spoil this but Serena is gonna surprise Jen with an animal at some point in my outline for pt. 2. I’m thinking a kitten 🥹 it will be the love of Shadowheart’s life (alongside Buttons….and Serena😅). She’s going to be so excited and giddy like a little kid. It will be very cute.

-Emmeline knitting some ugly sweaters for Shadowheart and Tav over the holidays!! Tav loves hers and wears it unironically. Shadowheart is always touched by how much Tav loves Emmeline. She hates the sweaters but obliges. She thinks they ruin her cool girl unaffected rocker vibe, and she’s right. She looks adorable 😅

-Jen and Isobel’s friendship is my fave, as we know. Latest development in my daydreaming: Isobel helping Shads pick an engagement ring and helping her plan a surprise proposal 🥹 Isobel telling Shads how proud she is that she got herself out of Shar’s grasp… they planned to be in each other’s weddings as little girls.

-Shadowheart fiercely loathing Tav’s father and being incredibly protective of her. It’s a side of her we haven’t seen yet and I’m so excited. She learned, from her dealings with Shar. And she will protect Tav with her life, just like Tav would for her. I think it adds a really nice depth to her and I’m excited for you to see ferally protective shadowheart!!!

[knickynoo]

Headcanons for what Marty and Jennifer are like as parents, and how Doc/his family interact with the kids?

Anon, this is such a late reply, and I'm sorry. I'm making a concerted effort to finally get to some of the asks I've been neglecting.

Also, I'm almost positive that I once made a post of Marty and Jen as parents headcanons, but I must have forgotten to add a link in my pinned post, and the Tumblr search function is useless, so I can't find it. Anyway, I may end up repeating some of what I put in there or even contradicting it, lol.

Of course, I'm going with the improved, happy Jen and Marty marriage timeline for this. So, as parents, they're a pretty united front. They're both very involved in all aspects of the kids' lives from the start and excited to embark on such a wonderful journey for their family.

Being first-time parents and also having twins leaves Marty and Jen utterly exhausted for, like, a solid year or two. They're happy, but they're tired. As such, they're sure to divide up the work, take over for the other when needed, and also rely pretty heavily on family for support. Jen's parents help out a lot, as do George and Lorraine. I can see Aunt Linda and Uncle Dave stopping by a good deal as well to help with tasks around the house or just watch the twins for a little while so Marty and Jen can sleep.

Doc and Clara play a very big role in the kids' lives! Of course! Doc and Clara love those McFly kids!!! Makes me lose my mind to think about. They don't even wait to be called upon or anything; they just show up at the house, announce they're taking Junior and Marlene for the day, hand a home-cooked meal to Jen and Marty, and then leave. Marty and Jen are incredibly thankful for their help, and Doc and Clara love having babies around again.

Doc is like the very chaotic uncle, but in like...the most responsible way. He's got Dad-Mode down pat at this point, and he slips right into it with Junior and Marlene, but he also knows how to let them have some (supervised) wild fun. He plays games that teach them science concepts and lets them help with small projects of his when they're able to do it safely. He also reads lots of Jules Verne to them. Marty definitely calls Doc one day and goes, "Junior and Marlene are playing an elaborate game of Around the World in 80 Days outside. Can I assume this is your influence?" The kids also start digging a giant hole in the yard at some point, and that's how Marty and Jen know they've started reading Journey to the Center of the Earth.

Clara absolutely dotes on the twins every opportunity she gets. They both find such comfort in her presence and love spending time with her. She has a special place in her heart for Junior. On nice nights, she takes Junior and Marlene outside to sit on blankets and look at the stars. She teaches them about the constellations and the stories that go with them.

Okay, this is something I know I mentioned in that other post I can't find: Marty writes individual songs for Junior and Marlene that he sings to them at night. It starts off as something he does to help them sleep at night, but it's a tradition that continues until the kids are much older.

Jennifer likes to involve the kids in as many experiences as possible, so she's always looking for little art classes they can take, museums to take them to, hobbies to introduce to them, etc. She also sets aside days every so often where she just takes one kid along for an afternoon of doing something special with them that align to their interests. Maybe on those days, Marty takes the other kid and does the same.

Lately, I've been thinking about Marty and Jen having a third child at some point and what that scenario would look like. One thing I know for sure is that they would not have an "M" name.

You'd sent this ask in late September, and I ended up writing two Doctober chapters that include Marty, Jen, the kids, and Doc and Clara! I'll link them in case anyone might be interested :) HERE & HERE

Thanks for the ask!

[literary-illuminati]

Book Review 62 – The Ballad of Perilous Graves by Alex Jennings

This is the latest book I never would have heard of if it wasn’t for an award nomination (WFA for Best Novel, in this case). Overall, I was left dearly wishing I had liked it more than I did – it was so thoroughly soaked in imagery and references to a whole milieu I only barely know enough about to catch all the references flying over my head. Unfortunately by the final act the whole thing just collapses into a mess of spectacle without much in the way of connective tissue or context.

The story follows Perilous “Perry” Graves, his kid sister, and his best friend/crush Peaches (who is clearly an ersatz Pippy Longstocking but for some reason this is almost literally the only reference the book doesn’t explicitly acknowledge). They live in Nola, a fantastical alternate New Orleans full of zombies, animate graffiti, sky trolleys, and music that is indistinguishable from magic. After the magical songs that sustain the city escape/are stolen, it’s up to the three of them to get them back before Stagger Lee (the song) hunts down and kills the others for his mysterious partner. There’s also an extended subplot with Casey, a recently returned Katrina refugee in what seems to be our world, discovering that his and his cousin’s graffiti and other art is very literally magic and can come alive when he isn’t looking. Things just generally get messier and harder to explain from there.

Above everything else, the book’s a love letter to New Orleans. The sheer fascination and affection Jenning’s has for the place just about oozes out of every page. The geography and the culture and especially and overwhelmingly the art. Now I know barely anything about modern pop music and even less about classic jazz, but Jennings is either a massive fan or an incredibly confident bullshitter, and either way it’s an absolutely loadbearing part of the book – famous jazz musicians appear as magicians and ghosts, snatches and stanzas of different songs are quoted liberally, and of course the songs themselves are the driving engine of the plot. I, at least, just kind of let all the references wash over me and try to figure them out from context, and also started listening to the namedropped songs as I read. But even without really knowing the subject, the sheer love for the culture that just suffuses the book is really incredible endearing. Which is good, because it’s absolutely the main actual draw here.

The dialogue also deserves a shoutout – both because there’s a fun line you can draw between the characters that talk like actual people and the ones that intentionally present themselves like cartoon characters, and also because it’s the first book I can recall reading this year where people speak in AAVE. Plus, as a matter of style, when songs or certain ghosts were speaking telepathically the book used a different font for what they were saying, which is the sort of flourish that I always like when it’s not too overused.

While the surreal, exaggerated sort of magical absurdism works very well for the setting of Nola, the plot is...just kind of a mess. You almost get the sense the book was written in one sprint and then never revised – the protagonists are constantly getting help out of nowhere exactly as they need it to solve their latest problem, and revelations of plot critical information exactly when it’s needed to keep things moving abound, whether there’s any setup or justification for it or not. The metaphysics that underpin Nola are all vague and confused, which really wouldn’t be an issue if the entire third act didn’t turn on on the villain being wrong about them. The end result is a finale that feels like a bunch of big set piece scene the author had been looking forward to writing without any real connective tissue linking or supporting them.

Also, like – it is a major part of Perry’s arc that a year before the events of the book he had a run in with a monstrous caricature of a Jim Crow era hanging judge, and it has traumatized him sufficiently that he had steadfastly refused to try and do any magic since. The judge is later revealed to be an escaped bit of living graffiti, with absolutely zero relevance or deeper significance, and never appears on-screen again. Which just feels like some sort of narrative malpractice, honestly.

I��m also just left a bit disappointed with the villain – or, specifically, the wasted potential. Like, the idea of The Storm as this primeval elemental force that wants nothing more than to drown the world is a pretty great villain for a magical New Orleans, honestly. And there was something there of graffiti and music and just art being this engine of joyous hubris letting the city exist in defiance of its inevitable doom – but you really have to dig to get at it, and most of the other personal plots and heroes journey stuff burying it was far less compelling to me.

Anyway yeah, in the end this very much felt like it was style over substance, but on the other hand the style was excellent. In the end I kind of feel like this was ill-served as a book? Not that it’s necessarily impossible to write a novel that’s mostly about music, but this was really begging for a medium that could include a soundtrack.

[drinkinboilingcoffee]

OK here's what I got so far for the AU based off of your weird Dream...

The whole premise of this is this is a univer met Henry in college so he never became the co-owner of fastbear entertainment, So instead of that he just kind of continues to have lots of gay sex in college until he runs into a man who after the gay fun time has a panic attack due to being religious and gay being sin and all that and William gets the idea that he can control people through religion/guilt... Around the same time I think he gets into the supernatural just because he likes vampire novels and thinks vampires are cool, He discovers Remnant/agony and decides to make his cult focus around that! And so he starts forming his call to and it goes really well because It's the 60s and a bunch of new religion stuff is popping up and William is a charismatic man.

By like 1971 his call to is like 300 strong and he moves everyone to hurricane Utah. (By the way I'm using a mix of my remnant/Agony yours if that's okay). Part of his cult's whole Philosophy is that only some are worthy of true in mortality and to get immortality it takes pain, and bloodshed and maybe a little bit of cannibalism if we're feeling silly. Around this time the Afton kids are born, I don't really have much ideas surrounding them and how their parentage might change other than similarly silly ones about them being actually agony creatures or something, But the Cult continues and continues to grow in numbers.

But in 1983, Evan is chosen for like a weird murder ritual thing, And Mikey's forced to do it and he does it with glee because like that's what he's supposed to feel and then he realizes that actually killing your brother makes you sad and he sad :(. Weird idea but I think it's a test of faith thing where somebody in the cult is killed in an incredibly brutal way and like sacrificed and then if they let's say come back to life or possess anything then If they come back as like a remnant zombie which has only happened like twice they are consumed by the cult for like magic religious reasons and if they possess any of this stuff that's kind of like thrown around the body then there To feast on Dissenters and all that...

This is all I got so far sorry if this is weird and rambling and long I just have so much ideas and like weird religious cults <3

Ok I didn't expect this to start with "so one time William was having gay sex and-" but I love this idea. Love the part about Evan and Mike and the two of them growing up in the cult without fully understanding its implications.

I do have a bit that was different (both in the actual dream and me spending my lunch break trying to piece it all together) but a combination of our ideas might work best for a fic:

-Evan was alive in my dream but very much did NOT want to be involved in the cult, whereas Elizabeth was its most enthusiastic member (as you can probably guess, most of the characters were adults by then also)

-Henry was involved and 'opposed' to the murder part of it but made no attempt to stop William.

-William knew NOTHING about remnant, just that corpses kind of sort of maybe made you live longer if you concentrate and consume it right (coughcoughmandatorycannibalismlorecoughcough)

-The more 'lives' you consume, the more powerful you're considered. The ranking was identified with a sort of ritual scarring (similar to springlocks)

-Mike had a breakdown after killing his first person when he was 13 and tried to escape, only really succeeding in doing so with the help of Jen (who also very much wanted out)

-yeah there was still probably gay sex involved why not

[larakb117]

LONDON ADVENTURE

Joseph Quinn & female y/n

Summary: You have your first date with Joseph Quinn. (slow burn)

Warnings: 18+, none so far, except Joseph Quinn winking

Part 2

The name sounded familiar to you. Joseph Quinn? You heard that name before. After another few seconds of hesitation, you finally decided to tap on calling. “It´s Joe.” , the British accent from the other side of the line made your heart jump again. He had a beautiful British accent, you had a thing for that to be honest. “Hi.”, you said shyly. “Oh, is that you, y/n?” “Yes, hi Joe.”, you started to sweat a little. You just met him like three hours ago, why did he make you feel like that? “What´s up, darling?” “Oh.”, you forgot to prepare a speech, dumbass. “Ehm…I just wanted to make sure you get my number…” Yes, y/n, great idea. “Okay, I have it now, love.” You could hear him smiling through the phone. A few seconds it was silent, none of you said something. “Maybe we can go out someday.”, you were shocked by yourself that you were brave enough to ask that. Every other guy you asked out before rejected you, so you didn´t really dared to do it in the last couple of years. For a moment you hold your breath, really scared what his answer would be to that. “Love that.” You sighed in relief. Oh my god, oh my god, repeatedly in your head, trying to keep yourself together. But you could not stop yourself from starting to awkwardly dance around your room. “Y/n, tell me when you have time?”, Joe interrupted your little dance. “Ehm, I only work on weekdays, till 4 pm every day. And I don’t really know anybody here, so I´m free…basically every day.”, quickly you regretted saying that, it sounded desperate, exactly what you were trying to avoid. “I´m free on Wednesday, Friday and on the weekend. Next week I have to fly to the states for work. Maybe we can make it this week?” “That would be great”, he seemed really interested, so you started to feel a little bit more calm again. “Wednesday sounds great.”, that was the next day, but he offered it and you had time, and honestly couldn´t wait to see him again.

“You don´t understand. You had tons of dates before! This is a first for me!” “I know, y/n! Do you even know where he takes you?” “No, he just said we should meet at Leicester Square station.” “But you meet him at like 6pm, so I think he takes you out for dinner.” “I´m not dumb, I know, but what kind of dinner?!” You started to freak out and act stupid at that point. “I know your nervous, so I forgive you that bitchy undertone.” “I´m sorry, Jenna, I just feel like throwing up. I need to be there in one and a half hours.” Jenna was your best friend from work. She was married, had three kids, so the only contact you both had was at work or over the phone, she was pretty busy. “You should wear the black dress you wore at your friends wedding in Germany a couple of weeks ago. That works with fancy and casual dining. Maybe you can wear your vans with it. Just to loosen it up a bit.” “Yes, that’s a good idea.” You felt relieved but needed to hurry up like right know. “Thank you so much Jen! I need to hang up now! See you tomorrow!” “I wish you a lot of fun! Enjoy it! And tell me everything about it tomorr-!” You were too fast and hung up before Jenna could finish her sentence. Hectically you started to do your make up, get dressed and packed your things in a small bag. You managed to get out of the apartment right on time, made your way to the nearest underground station and took the Nothern line to Leicester Square. Suddenly your phone beeped, Joe sent you a message saying he´ll be a few minutes late because his train delayed due to technical issues on the rails. Another text message arrived: Maybe we should meet in front of the hippodrome, so we don´t miss each other. Your train arrived at Leicester Square at 5:57 pm. The station was packed, no wonder, it was peak time. You banned your way through the crowd outside of the station and walked to the other side of the street, right in front of the hippodrome you began to scan the faces around you. Every few seconds you looked on your phone to check for the time or new messages from Joe. It was 6:05. All of the sudden there was a hand on your shoulder, which made you turn around and face him: Joe. He smiled widely at you and immediately came in for a big hug. “Hi!” It was a long hug, he rubbed your back, he was warm and wore a soft shirt. That was probably the best hug you´ve ever received. His beard tickled at your shoulder, the weird feeling in your stomach was back. “How are you darling? Sorry I´m late.” He started to loosen the hug a bit, but he still got his hand on your arm. His big brown eyes sparkled, like they did yesterday. “I´m great! How about you?”, you could swear your voice got higher by every word you said. “Pretty busy, but that’s okay. I´m glad you called yesterday.” The big smile forming on your face could not be hidden: “Yeah, I am too.” “You look amazing by the way.” Joe looked at you for a moment, your legs got shaky. Maybe he noticed that, he took your hand and squeezed it. “Thanks.” He wore a white buttoned up shirt and some loose grey pants. His style was kind of different. It took a short moment for you to collect your thoughts and asked him a question: “Where are we going?” “You can choose, we can go to a restaurant- personally I like pasta a lot- or we can get some takeaway and walk around, maybe at seven dials market.” “I love pasta, but the second option sounds really seductive.” “Okay.”, he still had your hand in his and with a gesture with his other hand he indicated to start your little walk to seven dials market at Covent Garden.

You strolled through the crowd and the first few minutes you both kept silent, your hand still in his. Finally, you felt brave enough to break silent: “You said, you´re busy, what are you up to?” “Oh, just some appointments for work, packing for the states and stuff like that.” He seemed a little abashed. “What do you do for a living?”, you could not hold back. “I´m an actor.” You walked across the street, still hand in hand, which felt surreal. “Oh, what kind of acting? Do I know some of your work?”, now you got really curious. “Oh, I was at a play at the National Theatre some years ago, did a little bit of stuff for BBC and Netflix. I´m doing press in the US next week, that’s why I need to pack.” You were impressed. “Wow, what did you do for Netflix? We don’t really have BBC in Germany…” “Ehm, I was a part of Stranger Things, you know that?” What? You could not believe what he just said. “Wait, you were in Stranger Things?” you looked at him in disbelief. Joe´s hand got really hot. You could feel how nervous he got. “Yes, just one season. A side character.” Now you realized why his name sounded familiar, but you could not figure out who he could have been in the show. You recognized Joes face, he seemed to be a little bit disappointed. Joe stopped walking and looked at you. “I hope this doesn´t make things awkward for us…” He narrowed his eyes, which made you feel really bad. His facial expressions were strong, so you were able to see his discomfort rapidly. “I´m so sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I´m just trying to get to know you.”, now it was your turn to squeeze his hand, attempting to make him feel better. “It´s alright love. Since the show aired there was a pretty huge hype, especially about my character… And my person as well. Dating and stuff like that just got really hard. A lot of women were just trying to date me because of my fame…” “Oh, don’t worry,”, you tried to break up the situation by smiling at him and reassuring that you weren´t here because you knew him before. “I`m still trying to figure out who you were in the show.” His eyes lit up again. “Eddie Munson.” You began to stare at Joes face: “You don’t look like him at all.” “Well, you´re not the first one to say that,”, he grabbed his neck and chuckled. “I´m hungry.” “Yeah, we should probably keep going.” Your walk continued. “Besides, I prefer Steve anyways.” Joe totally understood that small joke and winked at you.

To be continued…

[faghubby]

Blushing Groom

"How's my virgin husband feeling" Jennifer laughed as she grabbed my ass. As she pushed me into the honeymoon suite.

"Your mom asked when she would be a grandmother" she laughed as she dropped her dress on the floor. She stood wearing a white corset and satin panties. We had never had traditional sex. Now at 28 years old I was a virgin. I had met Jen four years ago. When she learned I was a virgin she loved it. And insisted I stay a virgin until we where married. That did not apply to her. I often oral pleased her or used a strapon to to make loveto her. The strapon was much bigger then my 4 inch penis. She assured me it didn't matter. Jennifer also did not like me masterbating she considered it cheating on her. I had to settle for dry humping her or the occasional hand job.

But now we where married, I was so excited as she removed my tux. I stood before her naked. As we kissed I was so looking forward to having sex with her. Before we even got in bed I exploded all over her thigh.

"OH sweety, it's okay. You just had a long day" Jennifer said softly as she pulled me to the bed. She pushed my head down between her thighs. I pulled her panties off. And orally pleased her. After I had made her cum. Jen pulled me up and I rested my head on her breast. She had me kiss and suck her breast as she held me.

"I like you this way, Paul" she said. I went to ask what she meant but she just held me in place and continued.

"You are so submissive to me, I would like our marriage to be the same. I think you like it as well, you love being my submissive virgin" she told me. I lifted my head. And looked into her eyes.

"I want you to stay a virgin" she said holding my head softly.

"Jen, you said. But can't we" I whined

"Now be still, we can still have fun" she informed me.

"What about kids?" I said softly

"We don't have to worry about that now" Jen said. I had gotten another erection as we talked.

"Well your little penis likes the idea" Jennifer laughed. She pushed me aside and got up I watched as she walked across the room naked. She opened her suitcase and pulled out the strapon. I was shocked when she put it on herself and attached a smaller dildo.

"I am going to take your virginity, a different way" she said as she approached the bed. She had shoved her finger in my ass on the past.

"Jen, I think we should talk about this" I said.

"No, I don't think so" Jen said. And climbed in the bed.

"I am going to fuck your ass" she said bluntly. And pushed my legs up towards my chest. She applied lube to my ass and worked two fingers in. She also lubed her toy.

"Tell me you want this" Jennifer smiled. I couldn't tell her no. I just swallowed hard.

"Yes, I want youto take my virginity " I said softly. She pushed the tip of her toy into my ass. It was uncomfortable but didn't hurt. Jen went slow allowing me to adjust. Soon I had 6 inches of "her cock" in my ass. As she started to move in and out. She was slow and gentle kissing me. She didn't fuck me. She made love to me.

"This is how it should be" Jennifer whispered softly in my ear. I started to cry as my emotions of the day and all that was happening overwhelmed me. She continued for ten maybe fifteen minutes before she pulled her cock free. And we laid in each other's arms. I was no longer hard desired to be. I just laid there as Jennifer held me tight. We both fell asleep.

When I woke Jen was sitting at the table in the room. It was 2am.

"Hello sleepyhead" Jen smiled as she looked up. I grabbed a robe and went to her. I kissed her then looked over her shoulder to see what she was looking at on her phone.

"What are you reading about?" I asked.

"Sissy husband's roles in marriage " Jen said plainly. I again became nervous on what her plan was. She pulled me onto her lap.

"Shh, it's okay, let me show you what I have learned" she said her hand reaching inside my robe. She played with my penis as she showed me what she had found.

"Alot of husbands like to wear panties to show their wives who is in charge of the relationship" Jen said showing me several pics and articles about it. But quickly moved on.

"Disapline is also important to make sure husbands remember their place" she showed me pics of men in chastity cages or being spanked. I looked at her with surprise. But she just squeezed my balls softly. And continued

"You were worried about children, well I could find a lover a real man with a big dick to father our kids" she said calmly. " they will be big and strong. Not weak and submissive like thier daddy" she said kissing me. She kept me on edge not allowing me to cum.she then stopped.

"Why don't you pick out a pair of my panties" she said suddenly. I stood and hesitated. Jen smacked my ass. I jumped and did as she said. I grabbed a pair of white panties with a lacy waist from her suitcase. I handed then to Jen. She Ben and held them so I could step into them. She pulled them up my legs and removed my robe. She had me spin so she could check out my ass.

"You are my husband, my best friend. I love you so much. This will not change. To the outside world you are a man. Tell your friends what you please. But with me, you are my sissy husband. And will obey me" she told me. She rubbed my ass.

"How do they feel" she asked.

"They are very soft" I mumbled. She pushed me to my knees and I buried my head between her thighs and devoured her pussy with a feverish desire. We enjoyed our honeymoon I found myself easily submitting to her every wish. She took my ass every night.

Jennifer had taken me shopping as well buying me a selection of panties of my own. Since I would wear nothing but panties from now on. She especially liked me in a thong she had bought me. Having me wear it for the trip home.

At home things continued, Jen would mention things.

"I read having virgin husband's shave off thier body hair to remind then they are virgins" she would then send me articles on hair removal. And buy me razors and hair removal cream. It would continue and her mood would sour until I gave in. She again did this with chores around the house. Or letting my hair grow. She even pierced my ears.

Over the first six months she slowly added or transformed things. My mother and sister both made comments about my demeanor and style.

"Jen, we have to stop" I said almost in tears as we left my mother's house. She drove, she always drove now.

"Itisnt my fault you like being so girlie, I didn't make you act like this outside of the house" she scolded. I immediately fell silent we had not had a single argument since the wedding. I excepted she was in charge and thus right.

"If you can't control yourself you can explain your role in our marriage " Jen said rubbing my leg. I instantly got hard and had to adjust myself in the tight jeans Jen liked me to wear.

"Stop that, should we discuss the chastity cage again?" She asked. We had discussed it several times but had decided I could control myself from playing with it. So even though we had bought one I rarely wore it.

"No, it was just" I looked at her and fell silent she didn't want excuses

Jen turned the car around and drove back to my mother's.

"Let's go, I am not going to be the bad guy. You will explain why you act so girlie" Jen said taking my hand she led me inside.

Everyone was surprised and had obviously been talking about us when we walked back in.

"Paul has something to tell all of you" Jen told them.

"Mom, I um. Well I am a virgin." I spit out. My mom along with my sister brother in law, uncle, aunt and grandmother seemed confused.

"You see, I wanted to stay a virgin and well" I was just mumbled

"Paul asked me to have a different kind of marriage." Jen explained. Speaking up for me.

"He wanted to remain a virgin, and have me take control of the relationship." She told them. "To remember I am in charge he loves to wear panties, he also keeps himself free of body hair. This has led him to take on a more submissive role. The odd tendencies you notice is due to this" she told them. To my surprise my mother stood and hugged Jen.

" my poor girl, I can't believe you have gone through all this" mom looked at me disappointed.

"No, Diane I love him so much. I except al, of this" Jen said to my mother.

"Well sit I need a drink" Jen and my mom sat at the table with my sister.

"Why don't you go do the dishes for your mom" Jen said plainly I dropped my head and went into the kitchen. I didn't hear anything that was discussed. But after I finished the dishes Jen and i left once again.

"Diane, wants to be a grandmother." Jen said as she drove.

"She thinks I should find a sperm donor soon" Jen informed me.

That evening she had me take pics of her. Clothed and naked. So she could set up a dating profile on a cuckold site. I cried myself to sleep knowing I would soon being raising another man's child.

[ash-and-books]

Rating: 3/5

Book Blurb:

"A friends-to-lovers romance that’s magically both hot and wholesome. Cozy, sexy, and so very satisfying… this one’s a keeper." — Jen Devon, author of Right Where We Left Us In Erin Hahn's cozy, swoony romance, Maren Laughlin has been fishing her whole life, but she’s finally ready to be caught.

At thirty-three, Maren Laughlin's just turned down her boyfriend’s proposal, walked away from her decade-long position as a park ranger, and returned to her childhood playground in Northern Wisconsin to accept her inheritance: a decrepit waterfront bait shop. After a lifetime of letting things happen to her, she’s ready to start making her own moves, even if everyone else thinks she’s making the wrong ones. Well, not everyone—at least the local heartstopper and resort owner is on her side.

Josiah Cole has made some missteps in his life, but he’s proud of what he has: two awesome kids and the keys to the kind of getaway spot that has families coming back every summer– their up north home away from home. After his marriage dissolved, leaving him a single dad, he feels he’s the last person to judge Maren for her recent transformation (even if his best friend, her brother, wants him to feel otherwise). Besides, he genuinely likes having her around. She’s a breath of fresh air, his kids adore her (not to mention her dog, Rogers), and it doesn’t hurt that she’s beautiful.

Things between Maren and Joe are easy. So easy, they’re fully immersed in the middle before they even decide to begin. It’s not a question of should they, but rather can they make it last? Are things too easy, or is this just how real love works? In Erin Hahn’s heartwarmingly sexy Catch and Keep, Maren and Joe have to be brave enough to find out.

Review:

A small town brother's best friend romance featuring a woman who just turned down a proposal and moved back into her small town to work on her inherited bait shop... all the while reuniting with her brother's best friend, ex marine single father and completely irresistible but off limits. Maren used to be a popular youtuber before it became too much and she moved out. Now years later after her boyfriend proposed to her, she turns him down and walks away from her job as a park ranger to go home and work on her inheritance, a bait shop. Maren is now reunited with her brother and his best friend, Liam, a handsome ex marine who is now a single father. Liam is completely off limits but she can't help but be drawn to him and his charming kids and the home that they are giving her. While she is meant to be just working on fixing up the bait shop and selling it....but maybe Liam can convince her to stay. This was definitely a small town romance with spice as Maren and Liam instantly fall for each other. The book was just okay for me, the whole "issues" with the relationship weren't really that much of an issue and the romance was insta love. I really wish I could like it more but something about this book just didn't convince me over. The romance was fine but the story just kind of felt like it was missing something and I can't put my finger on it. While this one wasn't for me I do think that if you like the trope of brother's best friend I think you'd have fun with it.

Release Date: October 15,2024

Publication/Blog: Ash and Books (ash-and-books.tumblr.com)

*Thanks Netgalley and St. Martin's Press | St. Martin's Griffin for sending me an arc in exchange for an honest review*

[minijenn]

Jen Tortures Herself With Every Dreamworks Animated Movie Ever: Bee Movie

According to all known laws of aviation... eh, forget it. You know the rest.

So uh... Bee Movie is surprisingly pretty good? Yeah, I know, I'm surprised too. I mean of course, Bee Movie is an Iconic Staple of Meme Culture and for good reason, its humor is just... probably some of the most insane shit out of Dreakworks ever (more on that in a bit). But it's also a pretty compelling roller coaster ride of a movie that held my rapt interest the whole way through???

So what's the story here? Barry B Benson is a bee who ventures outside the hive and meets a florist named Vanessa, whom he of course falls in love with (and she falls for him too, its fuckin weird man). Eventually, Barry discovers that humans make a profit off the backs of bees by selling their honey, so he decides to sue the entire human race. Yeah that's really the fuckin plot they came up with. It's fucking wild, man, from start to end.

Our characters here are just as wild to match that crazy ass plot. Barry is a snarky lil fella, but you can tell he cares about his... people? Bees? Idk man this movie has short circuited my brain. Anyway, Barry is a fun character to follow as our main. Vanessa is a little less developed and kind of all over the place personality wise, and well... she falls for a bee. Enough said. Barry's best friend Adam is cool, almost dies from stinging a guy, so that's fun. We also have Ken, Vanessa's ex-boyfriend who literally gets cuckolded by a bee this movie is actually insane.

The comedy here is just... ridiculous. Again, there's a reason why this movie has produced so many iconic memes. I cackled out loud at some of these jokes and references, many of which I imagine would probably go over a kid's head (the Sting and Ray Liotta jokes especially like... c'mon those are some deep cuts). It's kind of breaking the recent trend I've been noticing from Dreamworks where they're aiming down for a younger audience. Instead, Bee Movie harkens back to their earlier movies, aimed more at adults with blink and you miss them naughty jokes that are actually really funny here?

The animation is also like... insanely impressive for the time this came out? Some of the camera angles and movement on these bees is just... amazing? The flying scenes really make you feel like you're flying along with Barry, taking you through densely colorful and sometimes actually beautiful setpieces. I also enjoyed the worldbuilding inside of the hive and all of the little devices they use to produce honey. I feel like this movie is doing what Antz was trying to do, but accomplishing it so much better, with way less Rancid vibes than Antz had.

The music is also fairly solid, not as many pop songs as you'd expect from a memey movie like this, but the ones that are very are pretty good and backed by a competent score. I think my biggest gripe with this film is... well, it's a little all over the place and out of focus? Like one minute it's about Barry struggling to figure out what he wants to do with his relatively short life, then its about him falling for Vanessa, then its about suing the humans, then its about restarting pollenation so the entire planet won't shrivel up and die? (yeah did I mention this film has an environmental message?) Really, this movie is kind of just... a jack of all trades and a master of none? All of its various plots are ok, but none of them are standout fantastic. It's just... a little messy??

But really, I did enjoy myself watching this movie. I didn't think I was going to, because its been years since I've seen it and well, the internet rags on it all the time, but it's surprisingly well-made! It really is Dreamworks at their most Dreamworks (warts and all) and I think that's a testament to why its so memorable (in both good and bad ways lol). Anyway I just got one last thing to say before wrapping up this review:

Ya like jazz?

Overall Rating: 7/10

Verdict: Watch the Entire Bee Movie but every time they say literally anything the movie starts over until you die

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[depressedhouseplant]

🔞 In Darkness I Found You 🔞

Chapter 13

Tags: None! This is entirely filler!

The middle of October rolled around and everyone was staring at Yoongi like he was a ticking time bomb. His due date was 2 weeks away, but Yuna had said the pup could arrive anytime. Yoongi was getting tired of being stared at. He was also tired of being pregnant.

“Let’s have a party,” Hobi suggested one afternoon.

“A party?” Yoongi repeated.

“Well, we never had a birthday party for Kookie, Jin is 6 months which is definitely time for a puppy shower, and we’re coming up on Halloween,” Hobi said.

“That’s a lot to cram into one party,” Yoongi said.

“Our social lives are about to become very limited, my love,” Hobi said.

“Fair enough,” Yoongi rubbed his belly.

“What do you say?” he asked.

“Sure,” Yoongi said. “Though I have no idea who we’ll invite.”

“I’ll take care of that. Can I paint the bump to look like a jack o lantern?” Hobi asked. Yoongi gave him a death stare. He laughed.

“How about just a maternity top with a pumpkin on it?” Hobi suggested.

“Fine,” Yoongi sighed.

“I love you,” Hobi gave him a quick peck on the lips.

“Pain in my ass,” Yoongi grumbled.

“You’re confusing me with the pup,” Hobi teased.

“Both of you,” Yoongi said.

Three days later, Hobi and Kookie had decked out the house in Halloween decorations. Hobi had all Halloween themed snacks and drinks. Kookie was more than happy to help his brother in law. It was the first fun he’d had in a long time. The guest list consisted of Yuna and her mate, Jen and her mate, and Namjoon, Jin, and Jisoo. Jin had 3 more months to go and wasn’t much smaller than Yoongi.

“We finally caved and found out. Girl and a boy. Then I’m done,” Jin told Yoongi.

“I can’t blame you,” Yoongi said. “Hobi said we could stop with this one.”

“You going to?” Jin asked.

“I dunno,” Yoongi looked down at the bump. “Part of me feels bad knowing this isn’t his pup, but I’ve done it so many times and I’m prone to multiples.”

“No need to decide now,” Jin told him. “We did bring you something.” He reached over and grabbed a bag.

“These were Jisoo’s. She was on the small side when she was a newborn and they’re not super girly. Joon didn’t want to force her into pink and frilly. They’ll be too big for the twins. I thought you could use them,” he said.

Yoongi took the bag and pulled out a onesie.

“Thank you. We haven’t gone shopping since everyone is convinced I’m going to give birth any second. Pup thanks you very much,” Yoongi smiled. He knew it was probably difficult for Namjoon to part with these. They were full of memories of being a single parent and knowing how deeply he loved Jisoo. He would love the twins, but Jisoo was special. She’s why he and Jin even met in the first place. His first mate’s dying wish to free the Breeder who gave birth to their daughter. Jisoo would always be Namjoon’s favorite whether he knew it or not.

“I’m gonna get you!” Kookie came running through the living room chasing the giggling toddler. He caught her and spun them around.

“Give Uncle Kookie a kiss,” he tapped his cheek. Jisoo planted a wet kiss on his cheek. He kissed her back and nuzzled her. She squealed and giggled.

“Practicing?” Jin teased.

“You don’t want me entertaining your kid?” Kookie replied, balancing Jisoo on his hip.

“Can I have cake?” she asked.

“Ask your daddy,” Kookie told her.

“Omega Daddy, can I have cake?” She asked.

“A small piece. I don’t want you up all night,” Jin said.

“Let’s get you some cake, missy,” Kookie carried her to the kitchen where Namjoon and Namjoon gave Kookie a look when he put Jisoo down and started cutting a piece of cake.

“Jin said she could have some,” he said.

“You want some, Alpha Daddy?” she asked, standing on one of the chairs.

“Alpha Daddy already had cake,” he plucked her from the chair and hugged her. “I love you, JiJi.”

“I love you, Alpha Daddy,” she hugged him around his neck. Anyone who knew the circumstances of her birth knew there was more to those words than a father and daughter exchanging affection.

“Cake time?” Kookie held out a plate.

“Yup!” Namjoon put Jisoo down and Kookie took the toddler back into the living room.

“Have you ever thought about getting the farm shut down?” Hobi asked Namjoon.

“Hundreds of times. Problem is I never got close enough to figure out where it was. I stopped at the same place on the road, but they took me there on ATVs blindfolded and it was a different route every time. They’re not just good. They’re very good “ he replied.

“How’d you find out about it in the first place?” Hobi asked.

“I didn’t. My mate did. He gave me the information,” Namjoon replied.

“Yoongi gave me a name,” Hobi said.

“Which was?” Namjoon asked.

“Park Jimin,”

“Oh fuck,” Namjoon almost dropped his drink.

“What? What about him?” Hobi asked.

“He’s bad news like really bad news. I had no idea he was behind this,” Namjoon said.

“You’re still not helping,” Hobi told him.

“We’ve been trying to get him on drug trafficking for almost 5 years. I guess we need to add sex trafficking to the list. I was inside he damn network and didn’t even know it,” Namjoon was about 10 seconds away from losing his temper.

“Look, Kookie said something about finding a trail that led to a road and that’s how he made it out alive. It took Yoongi 2 days to get here. If you remember where you used to park then maybe we can narrow down a search area,” Hobi said. “We can find him.”

“You think?” Namjoon asked.

“It’s a start,” Hobi shrugged.

“Did you have fun?” Hobi asked when they got into bed.

“I did. I think we’re slowly beginning to have normal conversations,” Yoongi replied.

“Good,” Hobi grinned.

“What were you and Joon talking about?” Yoongi asked.

“Just doing a little Alpha bonding. I think we finally understand each other,” Hobi said. “He adores Jisoo.”

“He does,” Yoongi smiled. “I think Kookie’s warming up to her, too.”

“He’ll be a great dad someday,” Hobi replied.

“So will you,” Yoongi touched Hobi’s face.

“That someday is getting here pretty quick,” Hobi said.

“I feel like I’ve been pregnant for a year,” Yoongi sighed.

“Not quite,” Hobi replied.

“You asked me if I remembered the night we met. At first, all I really remembered was fear and pain. I was convinced I was going to die and I didn’t care. Then I wasn’t in the rain anymore. I heard your voice. I smelled you. I’d never smelled an Alpha like you before. Something about your smell made me care again. This Alpha, this oddly comforting smelling Alpha, saved my life. If you cared enough to save me then the least I could do was care if I lived or died. You pulled me from the darkness, Hobi. You pulled us from the darkness,” Yoongi told him. Hobi was fighting back tears.

“I wouldn’t change a single thing,” he said.

“I know,” Yoongi smiled at him.

“If someone told me at the beginning of April that not only would I find a mate, but I’d be stupid in love with him and counting down the days until I’m a dad I would’ve accused them of a really terrible April Fool’s joke. Yet here I am,” Hobi hugged Yoongi and put his hands on the bump. The pup kicked. “Yes little one. Alpha Daddy can’t wait to meet you.”

“Omega Daddy is excited, too. Granted it’s for different reasons,” Yoongi said. “Stupid in love with me, huh?”

“Stupid in love with you,” Hobi confirmed.

“I’m pretty stupid in love with you, too,” Yoongi agreed.

“Good,” Hobi kissed the back of Yoongi’s head. “Only good dreams tonight.”

“Only good dreams,” Yoongi repeated. The pup kicked as if to agree with both of them.