#this fucking obsessed with your 15 years old little sister

[sammygender]

some of my most random fucking original characters from half-baked story ideas i have yet to fully develop are the most tragic ones to ever exist. like yeah the people from my current work are pretty fucked up but they don’t inspire as much pain in me as when i think about citydale characters. min truly and genuinely makes me want to cry

[d-amore]

the third, more unhinged au: yanzawa + sibcest

2 class duties aus i've been thinking about sometimes:

Yandere Au: it starts as normal with masako blackmailing him, but unknown to her, aizawa's a freaky obsessed yandere, who was in the clouds when she did that to him ("my darling is so smart, how else could we start dating if not a blackmail?"). once she realizes that she's like "y'know what i fw that", that is until he isolates her from the rest of the world

sibcest au: they're so similar in appearance, aren't they? masako doesn't have a great familiar life so i imagine shouta was the one to take care of her and help her enter UA, creating a co-dependency and whole new set of issues between them

[axelsagewrites]

Heyyy! Ok so hear me out..can I request a Modern AU! Aegon x Fem! OC fic. The OC is neighbors with Aegon, Helena, Aemond, and Daeron. She’s always had a bit of a crush on Aegon but he’s always too busy drinking, smoking, having sex ( the OC’s and Aegon’s windows are directly across so the OC can see everything going on in Aegons room and even sees him fucking a girl), etc. to notice. So, the OC gravitates towards Helena and becomes Helena’s best friend. There’s also one rule the OC can never date or have sexual relations with any of Helena’s brothers. Years later (cut to Tom Glynn-Carney’s Aegon), the OC and Helena are still best friends but the OC goes to a frat party and sees Aegon, obviously oblivious to her because he sees her as his little sisters weird friend/neighbor but he accidentally OD’s. The OC manages to save him by rushing to him and getting him to a hospital. Aegon wakes up and is majorly thankful. Aegon and the OC start to become friends and then very quickly secretly date. Things get out of hand and the OC gets pregnant, and she has to tell Aegon. Aegon starts freaking out not wanting the responsibility and basically tells her to literally get rid of it. Helena finds out about the pregnancy and starts freaking out and gets super mad at the OC and leaves her. The OC tells Alicent but Alicent is way more forgiving and is shoot to have her first grandchild, and tells the OC that she is always welcome to stay if she wants. The OC feels abandoned and scared, etc. That’s all I have for this idea, it sort of just poured right out of my head lol. If you think of an ending or anything extra for the story please feel free add it, I sort of lost momentum of inspiration behind the idea towards the end ( ass you can see lol).

Aegon Targaryen*Neighbour

Pairing: modern!aegon x f!reader

Word count: 2785

Warnings: sad aegon, drunk aegon, high aegon, substance abuse, addiction, over dose, hospitals, flirty aegon, mentions of sex, mentions of pregnancy, fighting parents (nothing graphic or descriptive), one bed trope, angst

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Your stomach tied itself in knots as your parents’ car stopped behind the moving truck. “Ready to see our new home?” your mum asked but your six-year-old legs were already flinging you out of the car to run up to your new front porch.

“Its huge!” You yelled as you barrelled up to the front door, your dad not far behind with keys in hand so you could run inside to go place dibs on your room.

“I pick the back room!” you called as you ran back down the stairs however your mouth quickly tightened closed when you saw the woman in the doorway. You made your way behind your dad’s leg as he laughed, placing his hand on your head.

“This is our neighbour Alicent sweetheart,”

“Hiya, its nice to meet you,” she smiled before glancing behind her and sighing, “Come inside Aegon. Show our new neighbours what we brought,” You grabbed onto your father tighter however your grip relaxed as the nine-year-old blonde boy walked in with a plate of cookies. “Why don’t you give them to the girl?”

Aegon outstretched the plate to you, and you gladly accepted the wrapped-up treats, “Thank you,” you grinned a toothy smile at the older boy who looked like he was itching to get back to the ball he’d been forced to leave behind to come say hello.

-

Aegon was your first crush however as you grew up you realised how wrong that was. When you were 12 and he 15 you became a little bit obsessed with him however you also experienced your first heart break. Your window was directly opposite from Aegon’s and one night while doing homework you looked up to see him kissing another girl. Sure, you were 12 and he barely knew you apart from you being his little sister’s best friend however you were heart broken still.

It didn’t help that the older you got the dumber he seemed to get. You were privy to all his dirty little secrets because he never remembered to close his blinds when him and his friends all shared three beers or when they passed around their first joint. It got a bit better when he went to college however the summer, he came back you had to race to close your blinds nearly every night when he’d bring a girl over.

By 18 you were completely over your crush and desperate to go to college and get away from Aegon. However, the summer before your first and Aegon’s last year of college you spent a lot of time with Heleana at her house.

Alicent had finally convinced Viserys to add a pool in during the spring and it was nice and ready the day summer break rolled around. In preparation you and Heleana had went swimsuit shopping and had even picked up pool games to play with Daeron who was now 7.

Aemond, who was 19, returned the day before Aegon and greeted you with a warm hug and an offer to fetch you a shirt, “That thing barely covers you,” he rolled his eyes as all four of you tested out the pool.

“Perv much?” you joked as you relaxed into the water as Heleana cannonballed in for the seventh time.

“Stay back Aem,” Heleana said as she swam to your side, flinging her arm over your shoulder, “She’s mine,”

You laughed at her joke, even playing into it as you always did, but Aemond scoff, “Don’t worry about me. Its Aegon your gonna have to worry about,”

“Yeah right,” you scoffed back, “he barely knows I exist,”

Heleana rolled her eyes at both of you, “Yeah right. Besides I already told her that if she gets with either of you, I will murder you both,”

You laughed at her, but Aemond decided to swim up to your side to annoy her more, “But what if she’s my one true love?” he dramatically swooned back but you decided to take it a step further and push him back into the water. Aemond came floundering back to the surface with a scowl as you both cackled, “I take it back. You can keep her,”

-

However, what you didn’t realise was Aegon decided to come home a day early and as you and Aemond were sat at the side of the pool, exhausted and wet, watching Daeron to make sure he didn’t drown Aegon was watching you through the kitchen window.

“Holy fuck,” he murmured when he saw you in your bikini, something he didn’t think you even owned. Then again, he also didn’t know that you had a figure apparently cause right now all he could think was oh damn and to make a mental note to burn all your sweatshirts.

However, Heleana had just decided to go to the kitchen for juice when she saw her brothers’ stares. “Oh, hell no,” she snapped, swatting at her brother’s shoulder.

“Hey! The fuck?”

“You are not fucking my friend- “

“I wasn’t going to- “

“Uhuh, keep it that way,” she scowled as she grabbed the jug of juice Alicent had prepared for you all, “I swear to god Aegon if you even try anything I will kill you. kill you dead.”

-

That summer was a newfound torture for Aegon. Seeing you at his house near every day in a bathing suit was a sick twisted punishment from god. Especially since even when you weren’t there you were lounging in your room in a tank top and shorts with the window cracked open. In a way it was payback it was just a shame you never caught his stares.

-

When college rolled around, he thought he was saved but that was until he saw you around campus. Yep, just both of your luck. While you did your best to look the other way anytime you saw him the longer, he saw you around campus the harder it was for him not to stare. Glow up didn’t even describe the change you had. He was mesmerised. So, in typical Aegon fashion he decided to dive into a bottle blondes’ bed and close his eyes pretending it was you on their knees in front of him.

-

One night you decided to kick back and relax. you had just handed in your last assignment before winter break and thought your first frat party would be a great way to celebrate. You and Sansa, your roommate, got all dolled up and headed to her older brother’s frat, Sansa figured it meant at least this way you knew you were both safe since Robb would be there.

The music was already blaring, the drinks flowing like waterfalls, and the dancing was questionable at best. You and Sansa had met up with a couple friends and were half dancing half talking when you felt a strong arm sling its way over your shoulder, “Look who it is!” Aegon slurred in your ear. “My favourite little neighbour,” he said, his drunken hand moving to squish your cheeks.

You pushed him off of you as you turned round while your friends shared a concerned look. Youd never told them you knew the best tight end of the football team after all. “Hey Aegon. You all good?” you asked, eyes squinting when you saw how bloodshot his were.

“Yeah totally,” he said, his eyes searching the room at a million miles an hour, “Hey I was thinking you should- “he started to say, putting his arm around your shoulder again when Robb came over, “Hey man!” he said, leaving your side to bear hug Robb.

“Hey buddy,” Robb said as he pushed Aegon to arms distance, “You are doing, okay?”

“Never better,” Aegon said, his body now swaying. Robb pulled him in, whispering something in his ear with a stern face before helping him to walk towards the stairs.

Sansa looked to you with a disgusted face, “What a riot,” she said, all the girls agreeing with her, “Can’t believe you need to deal with him,”

“Yeah. He’s a good guy though. Deep down I think,” you said, remembering all the time Heleana told you about their parents screaming matches where Aegon would take them into the basement to have a movie night. Or how his father locked him outside after he failed an exam. Hell, you’d seen the sleeping around and drinking get worse ever since Viserys had died five years ago.

Your friends laughing snapped you out of your thoughts. “Ill be back guys,” you said, heading to the stairs to try find him.

As you searched the corridors you knocked on each door and received a “occupied,” called back at you. that was till you got to this door. you knocked but no one replied. Something didn’t feel right though so you knocked again, “Aegon?” you called but there was no response. Something inside you wouldn’t let you leave so you took a deep breath and tried the door handle.

The door slowly crept open, and you felt your skin flush cold, “Aegon!”

-

You weren’t sure why you got in the back of the ambulance or why you stayed at the hospital while the doctors took him back, but you almost cried in relief when they said you could see him. He looked as white as a ghost, his lips dried and cracked, dark red rings around his eyes, as he laid in the hospital bed.

“Aegon?” you whispered, half wondering if he was dead since he defiantly did not look alive.

“Where am I?” he murmured, his eyes struggling to open, “What happened?”

“Careful,” you said, moving to stop him from sitting up. Aegon’s eyes finally opened, and he stared up at you in shock as you sat on the side of his hospital bed, “You’re in the hospital. You had an overdose,” you told him, figuring it was best to tell him sooner than later.

A million thoughts looked like they were buzzing behind his eyes, but he only asked one thing, “Did they call my mom?”

-

Aegon begged you not to tell his family. apparently, he’d deliberately changed his emergency contact to his father’s number when he fell into a coma so that no one would ever receive a call. This of course made you press on how many times things like this happened and you never seen him look so ashamed.

“Let me help you,” you begged, “We can get you into therapy and- “

“I don’t need it- “

“Damn it Aegon!” you snapped, “You’re lying in a hospital bed with tubes coming out of you and you don’t think there’s a fucking problem?” his head dropped, his eyes welling with tears, and you felt your heart drop. You sighed, your own tears building, “I’m sorry Aegon I just-I just worry about you. I want you to be happy and healthy and just- I want you to get better,” you said, reaching for his hand.

Aegon took yours, squeezing it gently but you knew it took way more strength than you could imagine, “Thank you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse and threatening to break, “for coming to find me. If I was you, I wouldn’t have,”

“It’s a good thing you’re not me then,” you joked, and you saw a tiny smile crack onto his lips, “but the only way I won’t tell your family is if you do something about it. otherwise, you’re gonna leave me no choice,”

-

Aegon took your words to heart and with a little push from you and help from the hospital he had a therapist within a couple of weeks. Turns out when he’s not out drinking and whoring, he’s actually a pretty chill guy. You began to hang out and even when you went back home for winter break, he kept texting you nonstop. While Heleana found it weird her brother was suddenly so close with you, she was also just relieved to see him sober.

Still, you tried to take a step back, but you found yourself weirdly missing him. You ended up going back to college together in his car to save your parents the trip and took turns driving. The whole way you were both scream singing Taylor swift or giving dramatic renditions of Lana del ray songs. Then you realised the sun was setting.

“There’s a motel 3 miles up. Do you want to just stop? I hate driving at night,” you said and Aegon agreed before turning cruel summer back up to full blast.

You both grabbed a couple things out the car before heading into the classic movie run down looking hotel. The receptionist was halfway through her cigarette and the whole room screamed the 60s with faded orange polka dot walls. “Hey, can we get two rooms?” Aegon asked as he fished out his credit card.

She tapped her long red nails at the ‘cash only’ sign before turning to the computer as you know both pulled out whatever cash you had. “Sorry Hun we only half one room,”

You felt your cheeks tinge as Aegon awkwardly cleared his throat, “Is it a twin?”

“Nope it’s a double,” she said as she peered over her glasses at you both, “Is that gonna be a problem?”

Aegon glanced at you but the idea of driving any further as your eyes were barely staying open made you grab his cash and slam it on the counter, “We’ll make it work,”

-

The room was as nice as you could expect. Though you did make Aegon triple check it for murderers as you guarded the door. “All safe. So…” he said, words trailing off as he looked at the bed.

You sighed as you dumped your stuff on the ground, “So,” you said as you plopped on the bed.

“I could sleep in the car- “

“Just get in the bed Aegon,” you sighed as you pulled off your trainers, “I mean we’ve known each other for years,”

He nodded but paused for another moment before asking once more, “Are you sure? Cause I get if you want me to sleep on the floor,”

You laughed a little at his words as you finally kicked off your shoes. “Its fine. Promise. I trust you,” you began to take off your jumper when you realised, he hadn’t said anything, “You okay?”

“Yeah,” he said as if snapping out of a daze, “Just can’t think of a time someone said that” he said it like a joke, but you could see in his eyes it wasn’t.

As tempting as it was to make a joke to try lightening the mood you just gave him the best smile you could before excusing yourself to the bathroom to get ready for bed. Aegon went in after you and as he was sorting himself out you took off your bra and jeans and slipped under the sheets in just your shirt.

Aegon came back a couple minutes later as you scrolled your phone. Silently he took off his shirt and you did your best not to stare or even look but it was near impossible. Him slipping under the covers however snapped you out your daze when you felt his almost bare, bar his boxers, legs brush against yours.

You glanced over at him and saw his cheeks tinged a bright pink as he cleared his throat, “You tired?” he asked, staring at the ceiling.

You smiled a little at him. After all it had been you acting like that for years without him ever noticing. “A bit. You?” he just hummed in response. You sighed before rolling onto your side facing him, “Aegon?”

“Yeah?” he replied as he turned to face you, his nose accidentally brushing yours in the process. You could feel his breath fanning your face as his eyes bore into yours. up close you could really see the lilac in them.

You weren’t sure who leaned in first, but you felt his soft lips press against yours as his hands trailed up your sides. Your hands found his white, blonde hair, admiring how soft it was as your mouths mixed. You knew your best friend would kill you if she ever found out but suddenly that didn’t feel important.

-

Dating your best friend’s brother in secret at a university across state was wrong. You knew it, Aegon knew it, if Heleana knew about it, she’d scream it, but you couldn’t stop yourself. Suddenly every waking moment was spent with Aegon. Everything was going perfectly bar the little white lie you kept from Heleana.

That was until the two pink lines showed up in the bathroom.

Part two here

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[musashi]

just watched your latest youtube video (the one on the aai collection) and i want to thank you for not assuming malice from the actions of the ace attorney wiki admin who refuses to let the relation between franziska and miles be listed as "siblings". I've seen so many people see that and jump to the worst possible conclusion that "this must be because they ship miles and franziska" and not the much more reasonable conclusion that theyre just sort of anal about the nuance of their relationship and what's explicitly canon

i... that is deranged. that is the most wild conclusion to jump to that i can think of.

the aa fandom's violent allergy to actually engaging with the text is... unlike everything i have ever seen. i used to understand being unhappy with canon, wanting to rewrite/fix/add to it, all the memes about "lol i made it better" "canon will be lovingly baked at 400 degrees until it is properly browned" etc but the aa fandom has turned me into an absolute canon-worshipper with how much they just... do not care to acknowledge canon at all, and get WEIRD when you are a person who does.

i don't understand why they get so uppity at the siblings thing. there are a million different ways you can interpret whatever they have going on, but all we know is:

miles studied under manfred von karma

franziska, who also studied under him, affectionately refers to miles as her little brother.

like that's literally it... that's all we have. we don't know if miles lived with them. we don't know if miles considers franziska to be his sister. he never calls her that, and often jumps through hoops to avoid calling her that. why is that? is it that he doesn't see her that way? that he believes his fondness for her is too deep, special, and nuanced to delegate to something simple like 'sister'? is he just being emotionally constipated, a thing we know he is often? meditate on it! why do people just lie, instead? why don't people want to have fun and analyze the relationship?

i don't think it is even "anal" to run the wiki that way. a fandom wiki, like a regular wiki, is supposed to be full of strictly canon information, not conjecture and fanon. if you want conjecture, then get on ao3 or open your word process and make some. but a wiki is meant to provide documented, sourced information, and you cannot say that miles edgeworth considers franziska his sister when he patently says nothing on the matter in canon.

turning that into "its because op ships them" is the most deluded form of thinking i can imagine, and it's so transparent--they're insecure about their headcanons or mad that they were misled by fanon, do not like concrete proof that they were misled, and so they try to paint an innocent person as secretly some sort of deviant or problematic to cast that shame elsewhere. typical 15 year old catholic twitter user behaviour, you meet one you meet em all.

even if they did ship mitsumei, like... who cares, genuinely. they're lines. they're made up. but that's not what's happening here, it's literally just a wiki runner who is running a wiki correctly, and the aa fandom historically HATES canon and facts so they're losing their shit.

one of the youtube videos i have on the backburner is "aa fandom misconceptions" where i'm just going to debunk a thousand of these stupid fucking things one by one. the more time passes the more anxious i get wanting to make it. maybe it's just me being a rules-obsessed autistic, but i cannot stand when people just lie about canon.

[unablethethird]

60. how are you?

3- yeah but I think it's more of the thought of them than their actual self 4-Going to university and studying psychology 5-my frens/moots 6-My bad memory is both a blessing and a curse, but with the power of forgetting comes the guilt of not remembering

7-genuinely think it was the worst year of my life lol, i can't imagine going through that again 8-Yeah, i cry easily in general lol 9-Does my sister count 10-Very, mostly because my base facial expression is :| so unless im trying hard to mask, or you know me well, you will not know lol 11- Nope, i forgot to put it on but im wearing my headphones 12-To wake up as a random cis boy 13- a little scared/paranoid, but distracting myself with tumblr

15- No self awareness, bad memory, smart dumbass, irresponsible, cringe, sincere, accomadating, i will yap for 100 years or not at all, no inbetween 16-I mean, hasn't everyone 17-They suck to have but they exist and i think its normal to have one thing ur insecure about [as long as you don't obsess over it] 18-Kind of? Like if i could choose different options. But if i couldnt choose then HELL NO 19-nope 20-

21- 14, 27/11/2009 [dd/mm/yyyy] 23- my friends hating me, forgetting, never being okay 24-166cm

25-My friends, not even joking 26-again, my friends 27- feeling negative feelings, people being assholes for no reason, my memory 28-If you're my friend and your vibe isnt bad 29- The lorax 30-Hazbin/murder drones 31- A) The epidermis can't bleed, it has no blood vessels B) Hitler was high for most of WWII C) Theres proof that hitler might have been a closseted gay [and killed people to hide it] Bonus fact: snakes smell with their tongues 32) Used to be mainly guys but im at a single sex school so its girls now 33) To play anything cool, to say no 34) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 35) Sport 36) A) be a psychologist B) Be a good,happy human C) make my frens happy

37)idk much about acting but that beetlejuice guy is cool as heck 38) Im a basic bitch but john mullaney 39) I love playing all sports, but my favorite is either dodgeball or basketball [this does not mean im good at them though /silly] 40) me and my old family friends would phsycially fight for fun a lot, and so one day as our parents took us to the park, we went on a big hill and we started fighting eachother, and it was a 3 on 1 [well, yeah my sister was there but she didn't fight and all she did was run, so nobody went after her], and i still fucking won, the self esteem boost was crazy

41) *insert joke about me and fictional character* 42) Girl in pieces, i have never not cried when reading it 43) I cant choose 44) i dont talk to people so idk 45)

49) The arcade, playing pump it up 50) that'd dox em and i dont have pics of my moots 51) Sag 52) im kinda good at reading intentions 53) 1-frens 2-music 3-Fanfiction 4-psychology 5-research 54) if i say it i'll get more anxious lol 55) moots=frens 56) Cheese 57)Foxes!!! Especially red or black ones 58) Their username starts with Z, their pfp shows their oc underwater, and they have a don :3 59) I needed to read a fancomic on undertale but i had to make an account

[zannolin]

loving the stranger things posting as someone going through a sudden random stranger things phase lol. i have a question: what makes byler an interesting dynamic for you? i'm not a big shipper person personally but i like to hear people's thoughts!

it's so funny i got here because i was suffering from cares too much disease about the karate kid and i needed something to distract me and then um. it did more than distract.

sidenote: coming back to say this got??? so long. so i'm sorry lol. i'm a chronic rambler.

i'll be honest i never actually shipped byler seriously until literally 2 months ago today. i sort of went "haha what if...?" back in 2022 mostly because my friend was into it and i really love mike as a character. oh mike wheeler the character that you are...i've loved him since 2016 lol and i loved him and will as a dynamic since i saw s2. i was so sold on their friendship, and then s3 and s4 were brutal for me to watch as someone who has grown apart from a lot of friends because of similar circumstances (moving, mostly, but also some relationships, and the inherent tragedy of growing up, and the fact that having a shitty family and being 15 can do a lot of damage to your relationships if you're not careful, etc) so like basically i then got More into them because i am obsessed with friendship estrangement plots. and i like both their characters. ("like" is such an understatement even in 2022 i was unhinged about michael wheeler)

frankly they're interesting to me as a ship for all the same reasons as they're interesting to me as a friendship: devotion, knowing someone better than you know yourself, the fear of loss, the fear of change, how easy vs how hard it is to grow up with someone, estrangement, feeling like you're a bad person and self-sabotaging, etc. the funny thing is i didn't even think will was gay or that there WAS (one-sided, anyway) byler until the literal van scene in s4 because i have that little faith in netflix lol, not to mention i used to be a mileven shipper. and then s3 happened which killed my interest in that and then s4 beat the dead horse from here to california. i realized for one thing mike being queer is really interesting to me and opens a lot of room for fun angles on his canonical character with comphet and internalized homophobia, etc, and it works very well with established canon. to me.

i'm honestlyyyy kind of surprised i got into it at all because besides the fact that i'm not a big shipper anymore, i'm RARELY a childhood friends to lovers fan because 1) it's often boring to me, i'm like but why do we need something Other than friendship?? (aro alert) and 2) i personally do not enjoy romance where it's like. you end up with the person you dated in high school? like it's jsut a me thing but i go aaaaaa when it's idk 12 year olds being like "i'm in love" no you're not you're twelve. i literally have DMs of me to my sister watching s4 where i was like michael why are you saying you loved eleven the day you met her, you were twelve and spent the entire season fucking obsessed with finding your best friend and kept dropping her the second she wasn't useful for that, like i love you but you were— what. (regardless of whether or not that bullshit turns out to be, you know, Actually canonically bullshit. that was my reaction lol). um i'm rambling sorry. anyway. they just happened to hit really good beats for me where it could go either way for me (platonic or romantic) and i wouldn't mind and i'm happy with both. but apparently my brain is like What If Romance when it comes to fic for them and i'm being a bit self-indulgent. i want will byers to have nice things and i want mike to not be stuck in the world's worst written relationship ever (to me).

actually the tl;dr is basically everything i like about mike as a character has to do with his plots concerning will, and everything i don't like about what they've been doing with him lately has to do with his relationship with el, so via potentially unintentional gay symbolism, the power of friendship estrangement plots + my love of friendship breakup/makeup scenarios, and my fascination with writing queer loneliness and mutual pining, AND that "good luck, babe" edit, i ended up here.

also finn wolfhard keeps making the most ridiculously intensely tender expressions during byler scenes and i'm a simple creature i see a man with big wet brown eyes and i go oh well mayyybe....

[cherrybombfangirlwrites]

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Answer these questions either with yourself or an OC. Imma do myself and Princess Sapphire because i want to.

Me~

Are you named after anyone? No joke, my mom named me after her favorite book character. She named one of my sisters after another favorite book character of hers too.

When was the last time you cried? I watched Dead Poets Society for the first time recently and HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHY DID NO ONE WARN ME I BAWLED MY EYES OUT and THAT ENDING NOBODY TOUCH MEEEE IT WAS WAS SO SAD

Do you have kids? Nope, and I don't plan to. Imma live my best life as the cool witchy and single wine aunt

Do you use sarcasm? What? No.... I would never..... :)

What's the first thing you notice about people? How they stand and how they speak. I can tell a lot of things about them just based on that, including whether or not they're a fellow neurodivergent

What's your eye color? Blue <3

Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings, I CANNOT do horror it scares the shit out of me. (spooky is cool, but actual horror and jumpscares is too far)

Any special talents? Does my obsession with history count? I do paint but it's more of a hobby and I'm not trying to get good at it

Where were you born? In the cult ridden hell that is Utah :P

What are your hobbies? Writing, obviously. But I also read, paint, and watch movies.

Have you any pets? Two dogs! I have a little maltese mutt who's six years old and a crumuginy old man, and a three year old goldendoole puppy who is the biggest turdler (toddlerxturd) there ever was. We also have a rabbit in our backyard but he belongs to my sister and she's the one who takes care of him.

What sports do you play/have played? HAHAHAHA No. Sports and I have never gotten along. Let's just say that the scenes of Mia in PE class in the movie Princess Diaries sums up my experience with sports perfectly.

How tall are you? 5'4''... Being short runs in my family, you should see my grandma, she's been a whole head shorter than me for a long time

Favorite subject in school? ENGLIGH AND ART BABY! But history also has a special place in my heart

Dream job? Full-time author and part-time party princess

Princess Sapphire~

Are you named after anyone? Nope, I'm the first in my line with my name!

When was the last time you cried? ... When I was like six I think? Father wouldn't let me ride the horses cause they were "too dangerous", but now I ride one all the time and ITS HARDDD.

Do you have kids? No... *looks at Raven* but maybe one day... if I met the right person...

Do you use sarcasm? Who me? Neverrrr ;)

What's the first thing you notice about people? The way they talk. It says a lot about how they act and who they are inside.

What's your eye color? Sapphire blue, in case you haven't guessed, that's where I get my name from.

Scary movies stories or happy endings? Happy endings are boring, gimme the good stuff, I'll take scary stories!

Any special talents? I can run really fast

Where were you born? In castle of Greyvenhill <3

What are your hobbies? Adventuring! anything that involves going outside and exploring.

Have you any pets? No but I would love to have one. Does Raven's horse Dante count?

What sports do you play/have played? Running and Dancing

How tall are you? 5'5''... I'm not that short!

Favorite subject in school?

Dream job? A pirate or cartographer <333

[kingayanna]

Marlon’s Lover

This is an original Kingayanna story

set description~

It begins at a highschool basketball game in 1974, ending in Phoenix's bed.

ONCE AGAIN. if you cannot read mature content. LEAVE, you're responsible for what you read.

there is:

kissing

cussing (i am black!!! n word is used!)

fingering

grinding

competition

and fucking.

ready, set, go!- enjoy, ayanna.

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Phoenix's pov

My older sister Peyton and I hop out of our moms audi, into Grant High School where my 15 year old twin brother Preston had a basketball game.

"Thanks mom." I said, closing her car door as she drove off, my sister walking ahead of me.

She was 20 but acted like she was 30. And paid for everything I wanted!

I followed behind her as she pulled .50 out her purse for her to get in. I got in with my student ID.

We then continued into the big blue wolverine themed gym and my friends immediately ran up to me, hugging me. My sister kept walking to her seat.

I was released from the hug to see Brianna, Jamie, Aliyah and Maya all wearing blue & gray like they had promised.

I was then pulled to our student section, seated near the back.

"Girl," Brianna started, "Alicia cut her cheer uniform so her stomach is showing and her skirt is shorter."

"Mhm, she's feigning for your brother it's disgusting." Aliyah added.

Maya and Jamie nodded their heads, I looked down at the cheer squad to see Alicia, a tall dark skinned girl with her hair permed and pressed down perfectly capturing her slim skinny face & body.

I hated alicia. She bullied me all through middle school and adopted an obsession with my twin brother preston.

"Poor peasant phoenix" she used to call me, when we lived with my dad and couldn't afford dinner on some days.

Now we live with my mom, since my dad went to jail and we have been blessed with a little more wealth.

I didnt appear poor anymore either.

I had the right products to tame my curly hair, I had braces but they looked nice on me and my freckles were a dark brown on my caramel skin.

Today, my hair was down, my curls doing whatever they wanted and I had on a blue skin tight crop top with gray sweatpants.

"I'm not worried about that girl, my brother would never stoop so low for that." I said confidently.

I meant it, my brother was too focused on basketball to worry about that stuck up piece of shit.

"6:00 to your left." Maya said quietly. We all turned left to see the Jackson brothers. All with dark chocolate skin and muscular bodies. Everybody wanted a piece of them, Marlon, Michael, Jermaine, Tito and Jackie.

Jackie and Jermaine were on the basketball team, when they walked in..they parted ways and Marlon, Michael and Tito came and sat in the bleachers.

Brianna and Tito were dating, beside the Junior-Freshman age difference. She didn't care.

Tito looked around, supposedly looking for her and he found the 5 of us sitting at the top.

Michael and Marlon followed behind him. I personally had a thing for Michael, something about his tall 5"10 frame, veiny arms, his voice, laugh and charming smile just turned me on. But I had the unfortunate luck of Marlon Jackson having a crush on me. Don't get me wrong, Marlon is a handsome, sweet and funny boy. But his brother was just so much better to me.

"Hey girl." Marlon said, enthusiastically. Sitting next to me, Michael on his right.

I looked at Maya sitting next to me and sighed. She widened her eyes at me, signaling me to be nice.

"Hi Marlon." I said dryly. "What's wrong mama? You ok?" He said with genuine concern.

I laughed, "Don't call me mama Marlon."

"Okay PHOENIX, what's wrong." He said, jokingly.

"Nothing, just wish you'd get out my face boy." I responded, looking in Maya's direction. She chuckled.

I gave her a look, she nodded her head no.

Ugh.

"That's not gone happen girl. You know I want you." Marlon said, becoming closer to me, putting his arm around my neck.

I had had enough.

Michael peeped his head from behind Marlon and saw my face.

"Marlon bruh leave her alone." Michael spoke. "Nawl, this mine." Marlon responded.

"Whatever marlon. Come on" I said, getting up and bringing maya with me before the game could start. Jamie and Aliyah saw us getting up and followed us down the bleachers. I eyed Michael as we walked down the stairs, it made him smirk.

Michael's Pov

"Bro, wassup with you & her, why can't you just let it go?" I asked Marlon.

"She's acting stubborn now, but shes gonna want me and ima make sure it happens. In the meantime shut up and stop cockblocking. Ima make it happen." marlon said.

''Marlon, she dont want you nigga.." I said, assuring my brother he was making himself look goofy. "Its at least 20 other girls in this school that want you. Why don't you go for someone who reciprocates your feelings." I asked.

"Because I like the ones that play hard to get." Marlon said, looking straight forward.

This nigga was dazed in denial.

"Alright but when she get preston to beat yo ass i'm not jumping in." I said laughing at my older brother.

"Mmcht whatever." Marlon said, waving the air smacking his lips.

"She looks too good for me to not want it. I mean look at her Mike, she got the body and i mean she's got it for real, she's an athlete, look good inna face what more could you ask for??" He said.

I stopped to think for a second. He isn't lying.

I loved Phoenix. I was in LOVE with her. Her brown & blonde curls complimented her freckles perfectly, she ran track and played basketball, she had a nice smile even with braces, and everytime she came around I got a whiff of vanilla. She was perfect.

"Whatever marlon." I said now irritated. Marlons delusions are fucking up what could be an opportunity for me. There are tons of girls here that want my brothers and I but that's just because we're famous and can take them driving in a nice car. Phoenix and her friends were chill. She was rather quiet, got good grades, was a wholehearted person and I loved everything about her. Nobody here is like her and she dosent want marlon.

Phoenix's Pov.

Jamie, Aliyah and Maya and I all walked into the bathroom, leaving Brianna with Tito cuddled up on the bleachers.

"Hes so fucking irritating." I spoke. "I don't want him I want his brother!" I said.

"We need a plan, Preston cant get suspended for fighting him. He has college scholarships on the line." Aliyah said.

"OkOk how about this, Maya you distract Marlon so Michael and Phoenix can sit next to each other? Aliyah and I will sit behind you and Maya so we can make sure he dosent even look at you." Jamie said.

"Okay, just do whatever so my brother dosent look up in the crowd and crashout." I said.

"Cmon!" Maya said excitedly. She definitely wants Marlon secretly.

We walked back into the gym, the game about to start and rushed to our seats. I sat directly in between Marlon and Michael. "Yall coo?" Tito and Brianna asked.

"Perfect!" I said, smiling.

Marlon & Michael both looked at me in confusion.

Marlon fake yawned trying to put his arm over me again, but just before he could, maya swooped in and sat directly next to me. In between Marlon and I.

"Oh-" Marlon began to say. "I wanted to sit by Phoenix." Marlon said.

"What's wrong? You dont wanna sit by me?" Maya said with puppy dog eyes, flirtatiously.

"Well, okay girl." Marlon said, giving into mayas antics.

I smiled, Marlon will go for anything fine that gives him attention.

"Number 21, Preston Matthews." The announcer said. My brother had scored.

I clapped and turned my head to notice Michael staring at me. He was crazily shy, I knew that's why he hasn't said anything.

I looked down and saw Alicia kick her leg up so high that her panties were visible.

"Go Prestie!!" She screamed. The number 21 on the side of her cheek.

"That desperate bitch." Brianna said, sitting by tito.

"No fucking way she has on a thong right now." Jamie said from behind me.

I shook my head and smiled. My brother was now running back on defense with his fingers pinching his nose with a sour expression on his face looking directly at Alicia. She sat down in her showy attire.

My brother, Preston and Jamie were talking, and she hated when Alicia did what she did. But knowing my brother was willing to throw shots too made her feel so much better.

I could FEEL her cheesing behind me.

"I'm sorry my brothers such an ass." Michael whispered in my ear, taking me out of my thoughts.

His breath on my cold ear gave me a shiver down my spine. I saw Marlon peep over from Maya's shoulder, mugging his brother.

"Number 11, Jackie Jackson." The announcer said. Damn, i'm so caught up in my surroundings I cant even watch the game.

"Its fine," I assured him. "That's why I came to sit by you. I knew you wouldn't bother me like him." I said, boldly looking him straight in the eye.

For some reason this made him blush, and his body language went from relaxed to tensed up.

He smiled. "Of course not." Then turned his head back toward the game to see his brother Jermaine block someone's shot.

My brother got the rebound, put the ball in his left hand and dribbled through 2 people, meeting the third at the rim as he dunked it.. By nobody's surprise, Alicia stood up again. Applauding and cheering like she just won a milly.

"I love watching my brother play but I hate seeing Alicia go crazy everytime he does something good." I said.

"I hate it more." Jamie said, mugging alicia.

Michael chuckled.

"What's funny?" I asked.

"Nothing, don't let that broad get your blood pumping girl, shes a hoe thats what they do." He said, trying to be inspirational.

"She's not that good looking either. I wouldn't go for that." Marlon added.

Everyone glared at Marlon, knowing he'd go for any girl that came in his eyesight.

"What? I'm serious, she's not all that." He said.

Everyone laughed.

"Michael, would you?" Aliyah asked.

"Would i..?" He responded.

"Go for alicia." She then said,

Girl what the fuck?

"No." he responded dryly, looking me right in the eye.

I sunk in my seat and tucked my lip behind my teeth.

Aliyah and Jamie looked at each other smirkishly.

"Then who would you go for?" Jamie asked.

"Umm." Michael responded, looking confused, scratching his neck.

I had hope rise over me. Could this be when all of our feelings came to light?

"Would you go for Phoenix?" Maya asked from my left.

Marlon glared at her, then at Me, then at Michael.

Michael fell silent.

"Bro?" Marlon said.

Michaels pov.

All of their eyes were on me, waiting for a response, and I hated it.

"Bro?" Marlon said.

My lips stayed shut.

"Michael come with me real quick." Tito said, leaving Brianna sitting by her friends.

Oh thank God.

"Nawl, i'm coming too." Marlon said.

All 3 of us got up, walked down the bleachers and past the cheerleaders. I was looking toward Jermaine talking to the ref. "Bro that's a horrible call are you blind he stepped out of bounds??" Jermaine yelled. Marlon Tito and I walked slower to hear their conversation when I felt a hand touch my arm.

"Hi Michael" Alicia said, now finding her way to my shoulder.

"Hi." I said, moving her hand off of my body.

"You look good." She said, biting her lip.

"I know." I said dryly and continued walking.

My brothers and I walked into the bathroom.

"Bro." Marlon said, pushing me.

"How you mad at me because she dont want yo dirty ass." I said, shoving him back harder.

"You niggas serious?" Tito said, stepping in between the two of us.

"Marlon, you need to learn to let someone go when they show you they dont want you. You kept touching on her knowing that's not what she want. You literally have Maya and every other girl at Grant to entertain. I don't know what yall not seeing but she wants Michael. That's up to him if he wants to reciprocate those feelings. But you not gone get mad at him because you're not charming. Both of yall gone go sit back down and shut the fuck up." Tito yelled, in a deep stern voice, reminding me of joseph.

"Igh man whatever." Marlon said.

"Ok." I said.

"Gone." Tito said, gesturing us out the bathroom, back into the gym.

Phoenix's Pov.

"She just touched him." Brianna said. Pointing at Alicia.

I had fury in my eyes. First my brother now Michael? I should beat the black off this bitch.

Maya sensed it and calmed me down.

"Don't even pay her no mind. Michael didn't. He brushed her off and kept it pushing. No reason for you to do anything." She said.

I guess she was right.

The boys walked back in, sitting where they fit in. Marlon looked angry and hurt.

Michael sat next to me biting his nails looking at the game intensely.

Brianna Jamie Aliyah Maya and I all just looked at eachother.

The buzzer beeped for the game to be over and I looked back at the score.

90-63. We won.

"Phoenix, can I come back with you?" Jamie asked, hoping to stay with my brother.

"Righton." I responded, fake enthusiastically. Marlon and Maya were distracted in conversation. I saw my sister stand up, look in the crowd for me. When her eyes met mine she smiled and pointed at her watch.

I gestured Jamie to get up and stood up myself, but before I could fully, a strong grip on my arm held me back down. It was Michael.

"I'm sorry Phoenix." Michael said, confusion in his eyes.

"Sorry for?" I whispered so Marlon couldn't hear.

"Not being honest with you. I should've just told you but I didn't wanna hurt Marlon. I do like you. A lot. But I don't know if its the right thing to feel because of him." He said, softly.

His lips enunciating every word perfectly. I caught myself staring at them.

"Phoenix.." He said, now grinning because he had noticed.

"Uh, uh yea." I said, snapping out of my gaze. I looked down at where our hands connected.

"Don't be sorry. It's not your fault your brothers an ass. I wanna be with you and i'd do that a million times before i'd be with him." I responded.

He was now blushing even more.

"Phoenix." Jamie said, tapping my shoulder. I looked up to see her finger pointing at my sister, now standing next to Preston, holding her watch in the air.

Cockblocking ass girl!

"I have to go." I said, letting go of Michaels hand, looking him in the eyes. He nodded and watched as Jamie and I fled down the stairs to my brother and sister.

Jamie immediately jumped into Prestons arms. Making Alicia frown.

"Good game twin." I said, dapping him up.

His coach came running up behind him from the bench.

"Good game son," Coach Marbury said. "Phoenix, just the person I wanted to see. When you get the chance, come to my office. I want you and Maya to put up the posters for the girls team tryouts. And if you could..i'd like you guys' help with the tryouts." He said, with his hands in a pleading pose.

"Oh of cou-" I began to say when Maya came up behind me, her taller frame leaned on my shoulder.

"I heard my name." She said, smiling.

"Tryouts, I want you and Phoenix to put up posters and help lead tryouts." He said, smiling at his 5'10 center.

"Of course coach!" She said, opening up her arms.

We all exchanged pleasantries and exited the gym.

THE NEXT DAY

Monday

School was a normal day, I sat with Brianna, Jamie, Aliyah, Maya and some more girls from the basketball team at lunch.

Marlon didn't try to speak to me today.

It was lunch, I had just finished my nachos when Maya and I stood up and began walking toward coach Marbury's office.

I saw my brother, Jackie, Jermaine and a bunch of other boys from the basketball team going in there too.

"Where y'all going?" I asked preston.

"Coach wants us to set up the gym for yalls tryout. He said we can skip the rest of our classes if we finish on time. Move girl!" Preston said, running to his office.

Maya and I chuckled and followed behind them into his office and grabbed the flyers to put up.

"Once yall girls finish i'll write you leave slips. Just be back here by 3:30 to help with tryouts." He said, handing me the stack of flyers.

He heard a ball bouncing and a bunch of boys started cheering.

"Aye what the fuck I tell yall to do?!" He yelled, the boys were playing instead of helping.

The gym fell silent and they all got to work.

Maya and I started on the first floor, pinning and stapling posters all over the walls.

"So, what have you decided to do about this Jackson brother situation?" Maya said.

Maya liked Marlon, but she knew he was too much of a hoe to deal with seriously.

"I don't know. I wanted to continue using you as a distraction but I know you'll get tired of him quick." I said, putting my hand out for her to hand me another flier.

She placed it in my hand and responded. "Well, I'd be willing to. I think I can fix him." She said smiling.

I shot my head at her in surprise.

"Fix Marlon Jackson, girl what crack are you off because I need some. That boy is and will forever be a hoe." I said, stamping the paper into the wall.

"Okay yea whatever so i guess you just want Marlon ruining what could potentially be you and michael forever then." She said, crossing her arms.

"No! Fuck no. Fine Maya, "Fix him." then." I said, making air quotes with my fingers around the words, fix and him.

No way she can make him not be a hoe. Impossible.

"Okay!' she said, smiling.

We finished putting up posters then walked back to coach marbury's office to give him his tape and stapler.

"Thank you ladies, heres your slips. Enjoy your afternoons, ill see you at 3." He said, both handing us blue pieces of paper.

We walked into the gym to grab our basketball bags and saw all of the Jackson brothers shooting around.

"Jackie, I thought you said hed let yall leave?" I said.

"Whats wrong with putting a few shots up?" He responded.

"You right." I said, picking up my bag.

"What time yall gotta be back?" Jermaine asked.

"3." Maya said. "Why?"

"Coach said since we wanted to goof off, we gotta come help yall lead tryouts. Preston too." Jackie said.

"How great." I said jokingly, knowing i was mad happy i got to spend time with michael." Where is Preston?" I said. Checking again to see if i had my basketball shoes.

Nobody answered my question and They were not in the bag.

Maya started laughing.

"Where are my shoes bruh." I said to everyone in the gym. I looked up in the stands to see my brother running with my bright pink shoes.

"Oh you dickhead." I said, kicking off my current shoes and chasing after him in my socks.

Im much faster than Preston so I caught him and jumped onto his back.

He then ran down the stairs with me on him and then placed me down.

"You do too much. Here." He said, handing me my shoes rolling his eyes

I took them then walked back toward my backpack, out of breath.

"Aye we all out of school yall dont wanna go eat?" Preston yelled, yawning.

Michael and Jermaine had sat next to maya, and my backpack.

"I didnt know you were fast." Michael said, smiling looking up at me.

"Yea, can we go to Johnnies??" Jackie suggested, shooting the ball.

"Fasho." Preston said, taking his basketball shoes off.

"I am." I responded to michael, putting my shoes in my bag.

"Not no faster than me!" He said.

"Oh yea?" I said.

"Nawl Michael fast asl, he might have you." Jermaine said, taking off his shoes.

"Bet on it. I say Phoenix wins and I get 20. You say Michael wins and i give you 20." Maya said.

"You got it." Jermaine said, shaking her hand.

"How yall gon bet on our likeness?" I said, gesturing to michael

He shook his head laughing.

We all got our stuff and walked out the gym.

"Aye Phoenix." Michael said, running after Maya Preston and I, walking to my car.

"Lemme ride with yall. Jackies girl is riding with them and the car too full." He said.

"Ok." I said, grabbing my keys out of Prestons hand.

We all got in my car and headed toward a restaurant called Johnnies.

I turned on the radio and Michaels voice blared out, singing never can say goodbye.

He chuckled, and leaned back in my passenger seat. I tried my best to keep my composure. Knowing i knew the song word for word.

"Phoenix you cannot drive bruh." Preston said, in the backseat behind me, maya next to him laughing.

"Not too much on my girl, shes a little dangerous but she gets us where we need to go." Maya said.

Michael remained silent, though his voice was blaring in my radio.

I saw him out the corner of my eye staring at me, very hard, one hand on his chin.

"Im not even that bad fr." I said, swerving.

"You gone make it to where you need to be PRESTON." I said to my brother, mocking him.

I looked over at michael, acknowledging his stare.

"What?" I said.

He nodded his head no, bit his lip and kept staring at me, starting from my legs, taking a long pause at the space between my thighs and stomach, then at my chest and finally my face.

This made my body shiver.

I struggled to keep my eyes on the road, knowing michael was staring at me.

I straightened my back and kept driving to Johnnies.

Maya and my brother arguing over whod win in a 1v1, him and jackie or me and maya. We all know the answer.

I got out the car when we arrived, everyone following behind me, michael an inch behind. He whiispered in my ear.

"Theres so many things I wanna do to you.." and then walked infront of me, opening the door to the restaurant, watching me shiver under his words.

We walked in, to see Marlon, Tito, Jermaine, Jackie and Jackies girlfriend, mirah, already seated in a booth. I walked in and sat by mirah, hugging her saying hello.

The boys all said hi, marlon staring at the side of my face super hard. michael and preston came in, michael jumping over and sitting in between mirah and I, maya on my left and preston on her left.

I smiled at him and touched his knee, teasing him, he looked down, man spreading and kept his smirk inside.

"Preston lemme sit by maya." Marlon said, getting up and taking prestons seat on the booth.

He then kept an intent eye on Michael and I, watching every shift in body language.

Everyone ordered when the waitress came up.

"Hes hawking." I told maya, she immediately knew I meant that marlon was watching us, so she leaned forward, blocking his view and began flirting with him.

God i love my bestfriend.

"What things do you wanna do?" I whispered to michael, everyone else at the table distracted by their own conversations.

"He smirked, moving his hand under the table and onto my thigh

A shiver went through my body again.

"Aye phoenix." Jackie said, snapping me out of michaels caused hallucination.

"Yes Jackie?"

"You deadass think you & maya will beat us?" He asked, jokingly.

"Duh, im shifty as hell and can shoot and mayas a dominant ass giant, yall both soft." I said, michaels hand now playing with my undergarment.

I shot him a look and he bit his lip, smiling. His head resting on his right hand propped up on the table.

"Man what? Jackie im bodying that anyday and we already know whos better between preston and phoenix." Maya said, pausing her flirting, while she did marlon tried to peek at michael and I, his left hand not in view..under the table.

Michael then slipped a singular finger through my undergarment. Not yet entering me, my eyes widened, but i kept my composure.

Michael leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear.

"Be quiet for me mama." He said, softly. I nodded looking away.

Marlon noticed the whisper and his face frowned up.

"Maya youre a stick!" Jackie said, getting defensive.

"A stick? Nigga you built like an uncooked piece of spaghetti. Im winning." Maya said, laughing.

While maya was distracted, marlon leaned his head back, attempting to see what Michael and I were doing.

Michael noticed and smirked, placing that finger inside of me, slowly pushing in and out.

The fascinating part was that he looked completely normal. Nobody would be able to tell what was going on. A sly smile plastered onto his face.

I kept myself together,

Jermaine spoke,"We finna go back to the gym anyway, yall can settle this there.." Jermaine said, taking his food from the waitress.

Michael then slipped a second finger inside of me, going faster than before.

I bit my lip to hold myself together, knowing I might fold soon.

The food came and everyone started eating, including michael..after a while he took his fingers out of me, not touching his food with the two fingers he used.

He picked up his sandwich , pointer finger and thumb and bit into it.

Everyone else still indulged in their own conversations, but I saw Marlon still staring while Maya tried to speak to him.

Michael then looked straight at me as I ate my soup and licked his middle finger and ring finger, the ones that were just inside of me, pretending like he was getting crumbs off of his fingers.

My heart started racing. My eyes widened and I paused for a considerable amount of time.

"Whats wrong?" He asked, faking concerned then smiled, looking away and talking to Tito.

I looked to see marlon now staring at me, infuriated, i laughed and tugged on mayas shirt.

"Someones angry," I said,

"Why is that?" She said, realizing I was talking about marlon.

"He saw michael do-um-he umm" I struggled to say.

"Oh my god!" She whispered. Hurry up and finish eating so yall can get back in the car girl.." Maya said.

I did as she told and finished my soup, conversating with everyone at the table in between.

"I still want my 20 from Maya when michael beat phoenix in this race too." Jermaine said, smirking at maya to which she rolled her eyes.

"Right," maya said, feeling confident in me.

"Yall ready, I wanna see who really not all talk." Preston announced, signing the check and getting up toward me, putting his hand out for my keys.

"We need to get there safely nix." He said.

"Boy no! It took me 15 minutes to get here, if you drive itll take 45 minutes to get back!" I said.

"Yes, and we will arrive safely and smoothly." He said, cockily, hand still out.

"Dickhead." I said, handing him my keys.

"Love you!' He said, opening the door, holding it open for everyone to leave out.

"Fuck you!" I said in response, laughing.

He got in the drivers seat, maya practically running to the passenger seat and Tito Jackie Mirah Marlon and Jermaine getting in Jackies car.

Michael opened the door for me, getting in the backseat behind me.

Maya turned the radio up extra loud.

God this girl is crazy.

I thought,

I looked at michael and he scooted closer to me.

"Youre so annoying." I said, looking him in the eyes.

"But you taste so good mama..." He said quietly, looking down at my hands, teasing me.

"I-i-" I tried to say.

He put his finger up to my mouth, to which I opened it and let his finger fall on my tongue, i then closed my mouth, sucking on it.

He looked at me in awe, and I saw something rise in his pants.

I chuckled, letting his finger go and sitting relaxed back in my seat.

I had unlocked something in him because he sat even closer to me, looking to make sure maya wasnt looking before he grabbed my neck and began kissing me, sloppily with his hands around my waist.

"Mm" I quietly moaned into the kiss, trying not to make too much noise.

Michael then put me up ontop of him, deepening the kiss.

I grinded back and forth ontop of him, teasing his already rock erection.

"Phoenix.." He said, looking down at it.

I chuckled, grinding more intensely.

"Fuck Pheonix, im gonna-" He began to say. When I hopped right off of him. Leaving him close to his release from us grinding through the clothes.

He gave me a death stare.

I smiled, "Problem?" i asked.

"Phoenix." He said, low and serious.

"I get to tease you too, Michael. You started it i finished." I said.

He looked at me angrily, thirsting for more.

"Not fair." He said pouting.

"Fair, were even now." I said smiling.

I crossed my arms and put my legs together, trying to distract myself from the pulsating mess between my legs.

Michael didnt like to lose, he wanted a lead.

"Whats wrong mama? Why your legs so shut together?" He asked, smirking.

I looked at him. Was he teasing or serious?

"Are you wet?" He asked.

I scoffed, ignoring him, looking forward at my brother who was in the drivers seat talking to maya about who knows what.

"You taste so good when youre wet.." He said, still persisting i give in.

I looked up in his eyes, smirking.

"Can I touch you here?" He asked as if he hadnt already done so 15 minutes before.

I nodded and watched as his hand slipped past my shorts and undergarment again.

"You are.." He said, now noticing I had been wetter than before.

Without hesitation, he stuck both his fingers inside of me, faster than he had did at the restaurant.

"If you have to make a sound, bite my neck." He said.

I nodded, staring into his eyes biting my lip.

oo Maya and Preston were still conversating, paying us no mind.

He then began to go faster, grunting himself.

"God,michael.." I said.

He looked down on me and went faster, I then found myself biting into his neck, hard as possible to prevent myself from making a sound.

This continued for 10 minutes, him slowing down and speeding up again, playing with my release time.

"You okay mama.." He said, biting his lip.

I nodded, head nuzzled in his neck.

I watched his fingers come in and out with more juice collected every time. 5 more minutes of michael teasing went by before I couldnt take anymore.

"Tell me mama." He said.

How did he know I was almost there.

"Michael im gonna cu-" I said so quietly, he surprisingly didnt pull his fingers out, Instead he continued, letting me release. Then when I finally did, he placed his fingers over the exit, leaving me filled with my own flavors.

He pulled my pants up and then placed a kiss on my lips.

"Mich-" I began to say, realizing what he had done.

He put his middle finger over my lips, flavored with my own juices, he nodded and told me to suck it off. I did.

He took his index finger and sucked what was on that, looking me right in the eye.

In that exact moment i folded. Going limp in his arms.

He chuckled.

"We here yall!" Preston said, turning the blasting music down and giving me back my keys.

"Girl you look flustered." Maya said, looking back at me with my head in Michaels chest.

I gave her a look and she immediately shut up. Grabbing both of our basketball bags and walking out the car.

"You coming home with me girl." Michael said, kissing my neck.

I blushed, and then tried to stand up, remembering what michael had done. Now i had to play basketball being reminded of him every second.

I got out and walked toward the gym, jackies car pulling up and parking next to mine.

We walked into the gym, michael and jermaine now together talking.

Maya crept up behind me.

"Spill." She said, knowing something happened.

I nodded no, smiling and keeping her waiting.

"Bitch!" She said jokingly, chasing me into the gym.

I laughed and ran to where preston was now seated, putting on his basketball shoes.

Everyone filed in the gym behind Maya and I.

She sat down and put her shoes on too.

I stood up, holding a basketball and threw it to Preston. He knew that meant get my rebounds.

"Ugh do i have to!" He said whining.

"Shut the fuck up!!" I laughed, as he passed me the ball and I began warming up my shot.

I made EVERYTHING.

Michael sat next to Tito where everyones bags were, Jackies girlfriend behind them writing in a notebook.

I felt his glare on me but kept doing what I was doing. I felt like batman.

I hit my last halfcourt shot as my warmup per usual and maya grabbed me by my shirt, dragging me to the bathroom as soon as preston got the ball back.

"Gah damn " I yelled, being dragged to the bathroom.

She opened the door and then let me go.

"Finally shorty damn yeen have to drag me." I said. Running into a batroom stall. Wiping off Michaels causes.

"What happened!" She insisted.

"Finger, kiss, michael almost nut, i stopped, he got angry and made me nut." I said hiding my face washing my hands really fast before running back into the gym before she could respond.

"AHHHH!!!!" She screamed, i had already entered the gym and got my ball back from preston as I waited on Maya to come back in so we could play Jackie and Preston.

She walked in slowly with her jaw on the floor.

Michael shot her a look then looked at me.

I had a "Yikes" expression on my face before i looked away, focusing on the court.

She finally reached where we were standing and spoke.

"you niggas must love losing?" She said, acting normal.

I put my hands on my knees standing next to my brother.

he pulled my basketball shorts down, they were rolled up.

"thot" he joked.

"whore" i said.

"shoot for the ball" jermaine said, throwing me the ball. he was the "ref"i shot and missed.

they got the ball first & i blocked preston's shot.

i then got the ball and dribbled past him, passing it to maya and she faked out jackie and scored on him.

this went on until they gave up and the score was 21-1

Preston went and laid flat on the ground. Jackie embarrassed and annoyed walked over to him.

"BRO-" he started bickering, them getting mad at eachother because they both suck.

maya and i snickered.

Jermaine blew his fake whistle and said game over and came and started laughing with maya.

i walked up to michael, with marlon now next to him.

"you look good girl." marlon said.

michael snapped his head in his direction and mugged him.

marlon smirked and I grabbed michael's hand, ignoring marlon's remark, getting up and wiping the smirk completely off of Marlon's face.

"Phoenix girl you smart" Jermaine said, remembering what he said about michael and I racing.

"I hope you know i'm winning." Michael teased shoving me softly.

"nawl" i said. in all seriousness.

Maya caught up with us and followed us outside, she had to take off her basketball shoes.

I handed her my shoes and went on the outside track, in socks.

"cmon you scared?" i said to michael who was walking slowly next to jermaine.

"alright, to the gate" jermaine said.

michael finally came and stood next to me.

"okay, ready, set, go." maya yelled,

i fortunately dusted michael. finishing 10 seconds before he did.

"what the fuck" jermaine said.

michael finally reached the gate, panting.

"i thought you were "fast" michael" i said.

he shook his head sniling. handing maya 10, jermaine handed me the other 10.

"LOSER!!" I said smiling.

He rolled his eyes and picked me up as we walked back, swinging me back and forth.

Maya and Jermaine walked back in the gym knowing it was 3:20 and that coach Marbury would be walking in any minute.

Michael and I quite frankly didnt care.

He put me down and held my hand as we walked.

"Im glad youre not a sore loser." I said smiling.

"Oh I am." He said, looking into the distance.

I looked at him confused.

He smirked, I still didnt understand what he meant but by the time I almost found a clue we were back at the gym doors.

He opened it and I walked in first.

Coach Marbury was there already, telling the boys where to put certain cones.

Michael walked over to his brothers and I grabbed Maya and I's bag, bringing it into Marburys office and bringing out a heavy ass table.

"Yk what we can do with 10 each?" Maya said, still gloating off of the 10 dollars I won her.

"What girl." I said, pulling the legs of the table out and flipping it back upright.

"Chipotle!!!" She said,

I cackled.

I walked back to where coach Marbury was, and grabbed the sign in sheets.

The clock hit 3:30 and returning and old girls came in, Maya, Preston, Jackie and I held clipboards taking notes while the girls played.

The little girls seemed to gravitate toward maya and I, me more than her.

"Phoenix look" my favorite 8th grader said, as she sized down an older girl and scored. I smiled and clapped. God I couldnt wait to go home.

2 hours later the tryouts were over. All the girls filed out and it was maya, preston, jackie, jermaine, tito, marlon, michael and I still left in the gym. Jackies girlfriend had left.

I came and sat down, taking off my basketball shoes and going back in coaches office to retrieve my stuff before he left.

I grabbed me and mayas bags and walked back out, Marlon sitting where my shoes were.

I sat down, putting my actual shoes on and putting my basketball shoes in my backpack.

"Phoenix." Marlon said.

"Marlon." Phoenix said.

I didnt make eye contact with him, digging in my bag to make sure i had my keys and everything I needed.

"Girl why wont you just love me." Marlon said in a horribly sad tone. I looked up, giving him an ounce of my attention. "I dont want you Marlon. Ima need you to accept that. Mayas right there willing with open arms." I said, putting my bag around my shoulder and standing up. Beginning to walk away, Marlons arm grabbed onto me aggressively as he stood up. " I said just love me." Marlon said, attempting to pull me closer to him and grabbing my ass. Before I could do anything..I felt a taller presence over my shoulder, pushing marlon back into the bleachers hard. It was preston behind me, he started to beat on Marlon until an even taller body crept up behind me. It was Michael and he began to beat the fuck out of marlon. All of the jackson brothers came and gradually pulled michael and preston off of marlon, a look in michaels eyes I had never seen before. And I loved it.

Tito and Jackie brought Marlons beat up and sore body to Jackies car. Jermaine standing next to michael and preston right next to him.

I looked at michael and he gestured two fingers for me to come here. I walked up to him, leaving maya behind me and immediately hugged him.

Michaels voice was no longer soft & quiet as he whispered into my ear, it was more deep and raspy. "Im sorry mama. He not gone touch you again I promise." He said, lowly. I nodded my head and held him tighter.

I eventually pulled away and got my keys back from preston.

"Call me when you get home." Michael said, a tired look in his eyes.

I nodded and walked up behind maya and preston who were already out the door, leaving michael with jermaine.

I got in the drivers seat and drove Maya home, she said bye to preston and I and we waited for her to enter the door, while we waited Preston hopped into the front seat and sat.

"Youre okay right?" Preston said, still angry from the events that had just occured.

"Im fine, thank you." I said quietly.

"Girl shutup im your brother thats what im supposed to do." Preston said.

I smiled.

"Michael didnt have to though. He just beat on his own blood for you Nix." Preston said in all seriousness.

I looked back at preston.

"Keep him Phoenix." He said.

I nodded, holding in the smirk I had.

"I will preston." I said.

We got home and I showered, pulling out my notebooks to start on my geography work when my phone began ringing.

"I told yo ass call me when u got home girl." The voice said.

"Shit, Michael I forgot all about that." I said, realizing.

"Iknow you did, come open the door." Michael said.

"What?" I said, hanging up the phone and running downstairs to see michael at the door.

I opened it in confusion.

"How did you-" I started to say.

"Girl if you didnt call me of course ima show up. I dont play about you Phoenix." Michael said.

I pushed the door back behind him, those last words set me off and I brought michael to my height, kissing him passionately.

Michaels POV.

I wrapped my arms around her waist as she led me to her couch as we kissed, me ontop of her.

Preston then came out of the kitchen eating a bowl of trix.

"Oh god, go upstairs please," He said, dramatically. I laughed dragging michael to my room.

He got up the stairs and paused as he entered admiring all the posters and vinyls.

I pulled his arm ontop of me. Causing him to sit on the bed next to me, the kiss got deeper and michael slowly slipped his hands into my pants,

"remember when i said im a sore loser?" he said.

i nodded, "yes"

"i don't like losing. I'm finna win this time." He said smirking.

He had a possessive look in his eyes and I knew from there that it was over. He pulled down his pants, revealing his length. I paused at the sight of it and gasped slightly. Michael smirked, flipping me on my back as he entered me, starting with just the tip to see how id react, then pounding into me, causing me to fall into a mess. His hands gripped on my waist tightly, him grunting and moaning himself.

Our moans began poisoning the air, and we continued for 2 hours.

"Fuck Phoenix.." He said, moaning and releasing, biting his lip looking me in the eye.

"God Phoenix youre perfect." He said, laying on the bed next to me after he and I both finished for the 4th time.

I smirked, in amazement at what just happened. Michael and I really just fucked.

But what now??

"Phoenix. Be my girl." Michael said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I nodded, "Oh god yes of course michael!" I said, hugging him tightly.

I fell asleep in the security of Michaels Arms.

Grateful that i was where I had been destined to be.

tarynayanna 2024.

[kiwikipedia]

fruits for u

🍒 What’s your favorite character dynamic to write? (Can be romantic or platonic, specific or general!)

🥝 What’s your favorite trope/AO3 tag to write?

🍇 Is there a particular scene/episode/book/etc that you want to just write a million fics about, over and over? Which one?

[fruit]

🍒 What’s your favorite character dynamic to write? (Can be romantic or platonic, specific or general!)

Found family. Sometimes there’s romantic intentions between some characters, sometimes it’s just two guys looking at this stupid little goofball whose barely an adult and going “I guess we’re parents now” and other times it’s whatever the hell FGO’s Shinsengumi have going on.

🥝 What’s your favorite trope/AO3 tag to write?

Alternative Universe - Canon divergence probably? I mean that’s pretty damn common for most of my non starwars work. Otherwise I enjoy a good canon typical violence moment. Gotta love a good round of beating the shit out of each other.

🍇 Is there a particular scene/episode/book/etc that you want to just write a million fics about, over and over? Which one?

If we’re talking my own work, then probably 10000 spin offs of Breath of the Void which was my Demon Slayer/Fate GO crossover I wrote in like my sophomore (?) year of college I think? The initial sequel was supposed to be ATLA but then I lost steam and also realized there’s no real written transcript for ATLA that I could find and while rewatching the show is fun I prefer transcripts for crossover fic writing. I had a Hobbit alternative for that one too tbh, seemed fun, but I lost steam and also know that triple crossovers aren’t conventionally read and I desire feedback from people almost carnally because if I don’t I’ll die

On another note I have a fic that I work on periodically about the Coruscant Underground— Flowers blooming, yk the one Lewo— that takes place Post TCW when the Empire rules and how Clone Medic Nocte ™ navigates this new world.

It features Dexter Jettster being an old immortal god of home and hospitality, Hololive Crossover Character References (because I eat the Holo EN lore for breakfast) a 15 foot tall Nautolan who is a gang boss and his hot, 12 foot tall sister, a medic who has referred to herself as “Dr. Practice, Mal Practice” despite her name not at all being that, and two android twins who are the worlds most annoying duo to half of the big players but no one can get rid of them because one of them just??? Is the SpWifi router??? For some reason?? There’s also fan made races and A Dog Dad.

I can and will write one billion things about it.

Also obsessed with putting Kimblee FMAB into situations where he’s not 100% The Worst Guy Ever because I think it’s funny. I have too many fics with just him and the Chimera Crew fucking around.

For other people’s fics… I dunno, I consume so much and get brain rot… I’ll have to take a rain check

[hisdarkconsort]

100 Questions

I stole this from another blog and it was from years ago but I don't care. Most people either don't know me at all or only know me from The Rabid House discord server which I'm no longer in.

1. What is your nickname?

Saturn or Shay but I definitely go by Saturn online lately.

2. How old are you?

35 but mentally like 18-20ish (sometimes even younger) and I'm not just saying that to be funny. I am autistic.

3. What is your birth month?

October

4. What is your zodiac sign?

I am a Libra Sun, Scorpio Rising and Saggitarius Moon

5. What is your favorite color?

Blue and Black...not together. I wear alot of black head to toe cause I'm an alt girl.

6. What’s your lucky number?

Thirteen...and no I'm not a T Swift fan.

7. Do you have any pets?

Yes, a cat named Dekker. He's named after the gay actor/musician, Thomas Dekker, who I just say is the male version of myself because we just have alot in common as far as interests go.

8. Where are you from?

USA in the Midwest

9. How tall are you?

5 feet 6 inches

10. What shoe size are you?

10

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

I own alot but I only wear my Vans

12. What was your last dream about?

I have been dreaming alot about someone else's Dark Urge character, no not Sylvan.

13. What talents do you have?

Absolutely none.

Obsessing over characters and/or people to the point I lose sleep and annoy anyone I talk to.

14. Are you psychic in any way?

I say yes, but I predict shit on accident all the time.

15. Favorite song?

I've never had a favorite song in my life because it changes constantly.

16. Favorite movie?

Well I was obsessed with the Twilight series for YEARS. And owned/still own a shit ton of merch and own all 5 movies in several different versions. (DVD, Blu-ray, Extended) Plus the little BTS videos they were sold seperately. I was also really obsessed with FSOG.

17. Who would be your ideal partner?

Nobody because I am Aro. But my perfect guy would definitely be gay or at least bi/pan and a perfect women would be a hot lesbian lmao. Everyone has to be queer. LMAO But I don't want a relatonship tbh.

18. Do you want children?

No.

19. Do you want a church wedding?

Absolutely fucking not. Churches make me highly uncomfy and I am far from religious.

20. Are you religious?

Does believing in science and the supernatural count? Christianity is a cult.

21. Have you ever been to the hospital?

Yes.

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?

Yes but never arrested.

23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

Not huge celebrities. But I have hopped into a live podcast just to talk to Thomas Dekker lmao and I used to talk to one of his besties occasionally on IG and she also followed me until they had a falling out. His sister still follows my rarely active IG account.

24. Baths or showers?

Both?

25. What color socks are you wearing?

Currently not wearing any.

26. Have you ever been famous?

No

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?

No thanks.

28. What type of music do you like?

Everything.

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?

 I have. I'll spare the story though cause its a big yikes.

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?

Three.

31. What position do you usually sleep in?

On my right side.

32. How big is your house?

I live in a tiny apartment in an eleven story building.

33. What do you typically have for breakfast?

Left overs or whatever is available in my fridge that morning.

34. Have you ever left the country?

Never.

35. Have you ever tried archery?

Uh...no

36. Favorite clean word?

Trying to think of one...and I use too many dirty words...

37. Favorite swear word?

Fuck

38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?

3 days

39. Do you have any scars?

All over. I have acne scars, injury scars.

My bigger ones include my elbow from a bicycle accident when I was little, a round scar on my knee from getting pushed into my bed frame, and a cresent scar on my index finger from it getting shut in a heavy door at work that needed stitches and therapy. I still cannot bend my finger all the way but gaming with a controller helped alot.

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?

Not that I care to know of.

41. Are you a good liar?

No, I suck. I"m way too blunt and honest.

42. Are you a good judge of character?

No. I’m ridiculously oblivious and don’t want to assume things about people.

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?

I can do a shitty Kermit and a shitty british accent.

44. Do you have a strong accent?

No, its literaly midwest news reporter accent. I don't talk like a news reporter...just American news reporters lack accents so that they can sound clear?

45. What is your favorite accent?

I would say British or Irish but I'm so used to those accents because I watch so many things where people have those accents that I don't notice the accent.

46. What is your personality type?

I forget. I don't care enough.

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?

I would say my old winter coat that I no longer wear...because one...it isn't my style and two...the zipper broke and it’s too small. My second would probably be my "The Shining" Vans.

48. Can you curl your tongue?

Like fold it? Yes. In both ways.

49. Do you have an innie or an outie bellybutton?

Innie.

50. Left or right handed?

Right.

51. Are you scared of spiders?

Mostly no. But if I see one suddenly and its moving fast...I might jump.

52. Favorite food?

Chicken

53. Favorite foreign food?

Italian Pasta dishes or Chinese food. Or Mexican.

54. Are you a clean or messy person?

I'm very messy and unorganized both. Its kinda embarressing.

55. Most used phrase?

I go through phases and its usually whatever the internet is saying. I keep up with slang even though I'm old. Lol

56. Most used word?

Honestly...the F word. I don't even realize I say it.

57. How long does it take for you to get ready?

Like 5-10 mins.

58. Do you have much of an ego?

NO

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?

Suck on them then bite when I think my teeth can handle it.

60. Do you talk to yourself?

Always when alone..out loud and I even have full blown conversations as if I were talking to someone else. Its very delulu but at least I'm actually aware I'm doing it. I think its a habit from my childhood that I never outgrew. I'm also autistic so it also might be why.

61. Do you sing to yourself?

Yes

62. Are you a good singer?

I stay in tune at least.

63. Biggest Fear?

Death

64. Are you a gossiper?

Sometimes.

65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?

I can't think of one on top of my head.

66. Do you like long or short hair?

I had long hair as a young child and then my old step-mom cut it off and forced me to have short hair and I hated it for years and then when I moved out, I grew it long but now that I'm older I prefer it shorter even though right now it's long but that's because Im due for a haircut.

On other people...I dont have a preference.

67. Can you name all 50 states of America?

Yes, but not in order.

68. Favorite school subject?

Lunch ( I hated school)

69. Extrovert or Introvert?

Super introvert!!!!!

70. Have you ever been scuba diving?

No.

71. What makes you nervous?

Dating. Not only does it make me nervous but it gives me major anxiety which now I avoid dating at all and have like no desire to.

72. Are you scared of the dark?

I used to be but now no.

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?

I want to but I try avoiding it because I come off as rude when I do when its not even on purpose. That's an autistic thing.

74. Are you ticklish?

I would say don't even try because I'll kick you in the face.

75. Have you ever started a rumor?

Not on purpose.

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?

Kinda. I hate it.

77. Have you ever drank underage?

Yes

78. Have you ever done drugs?

Does weed count?

79. Who was your first real crush?

I had lots of crushes as a kid. None lasted very long.

80. How many piercings do you have?

Just 4 in my ears. I'v wanted more but I 'm a very lazy person.

81. Can you roll your R’s?

Barely and I sound weird when I do it plus I cant say words when I do it.

82. How fast can you type?

Um, not super fast but fast enough. I make frequent mistakes. And I don't use the keyboard properly like I was taught in school because I don't have very good control of my pinkies.

83. How fast can you run?

I used to be able to run pretty fast but then I got fat...

84. What color is your hair?

Dark brown almost black but I'm actually graying pretty bad at 35 (thanks mom) so I have a ton of gray hair and honestly I can't wait until its full gray so I can dye it fun colors.

85. What color are your eyes?

Hazel green but people mistake them for brown all the time because of my deepset eyes and the shadow that gets casted over them or something. I don’t really know.

86. What are you allergic to?

Liars and bullshit.

87. Do you keep a journal?

I tried in middle school but then my step mom at the time liked to invade my privacy so I stopped.

88. What do your parents do?

My dad is a delivery driver for a local delivery and shipping company. And my mom works for an art supply company and she works in shipping in the warehouse. My step-mom is what I call unimployed but runs a Bible study group and cleans her friend’s houses or house sits. My step dad works for a powerwashing company, travels for it and is only home on weekends.

89. Do you like your age?

I'm 35 and I feel 80 :/

90. What makes you angry?

Unpatient people and people who are rude. (From working in retail)

91. Do you like your own name?

My real name no, which is why I go by half of it.

92. Have you already thought of baby pet names, and if so what are they?

I want to name a cat Vegas but also now Astarion.

93. Do you want a boy or a girl for a child pet?

I don't care.

94. What are your strengths?

Ask me another time.

95. What are your weaknesses?

Anxiety. Dweliing on things from years ago or just hours ago that I wish I can go back and change. I overthink alot which is why I don't date anymore. I come off as very negative and rude but it's mostly unintentional. I'm easily frustrated and overreact.

96. How did you get your name?

It comes from my dad's middle name.

97. Were your ancestors royalty?

No. Atleast not on my mom's side.

98. Have you ever been to a therapist?

Yes.

99. Color of your bedspread?

Which one? I have two.

100. Color of your room?

White because I'm not allowed to paint.

[notebookmusical]

Hi! I'm so glad you had fun! Oh that's so interesting about your accent. I've heard about people losing their accent. It actually reminds me a little bit of Taylors country accent and if it was more of an act and if she will do it for Debut TV. I hope so..even if it's just a little bit. I do actually like hearing her baby voice unlike some people. I guess I have a California accent.

So I think I mostly agree with your choices. I read that they are cutting out Damian's song and they're also adding a song by Renee featuring Megan Thee Stallion. I haven't heard it yet but I think it's out now. I know it's to probably appeal more to audiences that don't like musicals but I do like Megan so it's fine. Maybe it's a girl power type song and I'm sure it's in the credits anyway. Either way, I don't like listening to a musical soundtrack before the movie so I won't find out until I watch it. I don't know why..i guess I like being surprised by the songs, so if I see Wonka, this will be the case. I am curious to see how the music will be in that one. But Megan was also in a scene in another musical called Dicks the musical which I haven't watched either so I find it interesting. That one was more a parody of musicals I think but Nathan Lane was in it so that's something. Also I keep forgetting to listen to Renee's music! I think her deluxe album came out recently so hopefully I will soon.

I haven't listened to Sabrinas yet either but I definitely will..maybe on Christmas day. I saw a video of her performing the new years song and I was intrigued. It was almost like sexy..and different than I expected, but I liked it. I also forgot that Laufey has Christmas music too so I will play that as well and Kelly Clarkson has new Christmas songs too. But I totally know how you feel about the two weeks in between. I also feel that way from Christmas to New Year's Day. I always thought it would be weird to have a birthday close to Christmas honestly but yours isn't that close. I can't believe it's so close already..I hardly ever feel in the holiday spirit anymore. But I also wanted to ask you what are some of your favorite Christmas movies?

I love Lana! I would recommend listening to Born to Die. That's her first album and where her overall vibe and aesthetic come from, and why she was so popular on Tumblr back in 2012. That's how I found out about her and a lot of other artists back in high school. Yes..I have been on Tumblr for like almost 15 years lol. My sister and I were actually just talking about this. Like there are a lot of people on here who are two or three years younger than me and it doesn't seem like they're into Lana. Instead they're more into Lorde or Halsey which became popular a few years later. I still like them but that was past my high school years so I was never obsessed like with Lana. I also found Marina and the Diamonds, Arctic Monkeys, and the 1975 kinda and I still like them. So I do find it interesting a 15 year old would like it so much now but I was also 15 so maybe it makes sense. Anyway I would also recommend Ultraviolence and the album Norman fucking Rockwell. Honeymoon album has a more cinematic sound if you're interested in that. She also released two albums close together in 2020 like Taylor. I'm not sure if it was that back to back, but the albums are sort of a pair to me and it kinda matches a more stripped down Folklore style too. Her newest album is also good but overall I think her newer albums have gotten slower and some people don't like that vibe. She always has one or two songs like the old Lana though. I can always give you some song recs too if you want.

Thats one of my goals for this next year for sure..to read more books on my shelf. I'm still working on a list for now. I'm not sure if I will be able to finish Night Circus in January though just cuz it seems a little long so maybe I will move it to a different month. I also don't know when I will read Chloe Brown..maybe in February cuz it's a romance but thanks for letting me know. If I like that one, hopefully I can read the rest of the series. What are some of your other reading goals? Do you have a list of books you wanna read for next year yet? Also what were some of your favorite books of the year? Sorry that I was just kinda rambling about memoirs for a second there. I do remember liking Crying in Hmart but I think I was listening to an audiobook or something that I never finished. I think I remember reading it around this same time last year actually cuz I told myself I would finish it before the year ends but I just didn't. I definitely wanna finish it before the movie comes out though. Maybe I will try to finish a book I'm in the middle of now by the end of the year but I just have to make time for it. I forgot to ask you..what is your favorite sitcom? Mine is..no surprise, and a basic answer..Friends and the Office! Which is why I got their memoirs haha. I also really wanna finally start watching Abbott Elementary eventually next year.

I have seen both the movie and musical bootleg of Once. I saw the movie way before and am not as familiar with the musical. I think they made some small changes though so it does make me wonder about a La La Land musical. Falling Slowly is one of my favorite songs ever though. I also liked Begin Again with the same writer or director. This was not a musical but it did have some music in it and all of his films do. I also enjoyed Sing Street and I think he has a more recent film I haven't watched. But even Sing Street was on Broadway I think and that had changes too but I'm not really sure. I loved all the songs from Sing Street. They were all pretty different but music connects them and I like them all. I will pretty much watch any movie with singing or songs in it.

I mostly still love Taylor and always will but I do think parts of the fandom have to do with it. She was still my top artist mostly cuz she put out two long albums I played a bunch. I don't know why it feels different cuz I didn't feel like it leading up to 1989 or anything so maybe it has to do with me more than Taylor. I've actually had a dream where I met her recently and another where she revealed some rep vault or it could've been TS11 track titles. Lol those were probably way off but I am still excited for it! I hope you have a good weekend and holiday if you wanna take your time to reply! It was actually funny cuz I was scrolling my dash when I saw your reply to my ask come up yesterday. It made me realize how long my messages really are lol so sorry for that or to all of your followers haha. But it also made me laugh and I just couldn't reply until now. It's been a long time since I have made a new friend in general and that could be part of it too so I always appreciate you replying. I guess you are an easy person to talk to.

hello friend!! sorry this is late :( — guess who is sick again :/ i hope you're having a good weekend!! merry christmas, if i don't speak to you before that 🤍

i think debut tv will sound very weird without her accent, but then again maybe it won't! i'm torn because sometimes with the rerecordings, things don't sound the most ... natural (like the laugh in hey stephen / the end of stay stay stay) so we'll just have to see! ugh i loveeee her little baby voice. i was out grocery shopping earlier and heard her version of last christmas and was so excited about it!

i don't know how i feel about all of these changes! i'm trying to keep an open mind, and i will say that i always thought the mean girls score was weaker than what i was hoping it'd be (like legally blonde) but it is quite fun! i listened to part of the credits song, and then got distracted and then never went back to it! i've heard of dicks the musical, but haven't seen it yet (which should not be a surprise)! i think my friend saw it and said it was fun though!!

i rewatched white christmas last week, and i also have a soft spot for holiday inn (both musical + movie)! and i loveeeed love actually! i know some people think of little women as a christmas movie too, so little women 2019 must be on my list! and then i ironically / unironically love the christmas prince netflix films; they're so awful! what about you? do you have any favorite christmas movies?

i listened to some of born to die yesterday and was like "ah yes, i do remember listening to this one back in the day and liking it"! i've also been on tumblr for far too long :) i do like lorde and halsey! and i liked some marina stuff that was popular at the time — my tumblr favorite was definitely the 1975 + taylor! i listened to some of Did You Know That There's a Tunnel Under Ocean Blvd when it first came out, and i really liked margaret! you know i'll always take recommendations from you 🤍 even if it takes me a while to get through!

i'm almosttttt done with my night circus reread! i'm hoping to be able to be done with it by tuesday, and then finish les mis by the end of the year and that'll be it for me! i haven't thought about my 2024 reading goals toooooo much but that'll be my first blog post on my book blog for the new year, so i'll have to start thinking about it soon!! i think i mostly just want to work on reading arcs/gifted books/books already on my physical tbr, but we'll see! some of my favorite books this year were: conversations on love, half a soul by olivia atwater, when broadway was black: the triumphant story of the all-black musical that changed the world by caseen gaines, the missing of clairdelune by christelle dabos, and the seven year slip by ashley poston — on a whole i think this year was kind of a mediocre reading year, but that's okay! what about you? what were some of your favorites this year?

i've never seen friends or the office! i think my favorite sitcom would have to be schitt's creek! a lot of my friends love abbott elementary so i've been thinking about starting it too!!

i've been meaning to watch begin again but haven't! i didn't realize it had the same writer + director as once! and yes!! sing street had a very short stint on broadway; i hope it makes its way back someday, i really loved the cast recording and what i heard of it!

i'm with you; i do think the fandom noise unfortunately has soured some of my feelings towards her at times. but i still love love love her music; i just need to distance myself from her + the fans! omg that dream must've been so cool! do you remember any of the titles? and no worries; i can always put my responses under a read more :) i love chatting with you 🤍!! hope you're having a good day! xx

[scott-mccall-the-hot-girl]

my ultimate guide to thiam fic !!

( as a new teen wolf stan )

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the classic post war, long ass (multi chapter) fic !!with great development that genuinely made me laugh out loud, they have the best friendship in this & i love it very much. ( like theo teaches liam to drive and i just *happy sobs* ) a fundamental in thiam fanfiction !! all stans have probably already read it but if you haven’t this is in fact a threat ,, go show this vv iconic story some love !!

Airplanes - Captainmintyfresh

Summary: After the Anuk-ite and the hunters are dealt with Liam needs a break. Cue Theo and a road trip that Liam should know better than to think will be peaceful.

Not Rated, No Archive Warnings Apply, Completed, 43/43 Chapters, Words: 236,875 (236k)

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okay okay so this one is also post 6B !! but ,, now we introduce fighting monroe & the hunters again ,, so we get the boys & a new mission !! so if you like an intresting plot 11/10 would recommend !! just to be clear this ISN’T complete ,, if that turns you off i understand but definitely give this one a read !! it litterally have theo doing crossword puzzles & fighting zombies

Vacancy Signs - LovelyLittleGrim

Summary: Theo and Liam are in Manhattan negotiating a pack allyship when the zombie apocalypse breaks out. Now, the two of them have to find their way back to Beacon Hills without getting eaten by zombies or killing one another.

Rated: Explicit, Graphic Description of Violence, Not Completed, 15/17 Chapters, Words: 89,605 (89k)

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Royalty AU !! I REPEAT ROYALTY AU !! a fantastic au where i stan their moms more than i stan them !! genuinely so good at the childhood rivals to lovers trope !! i’m genuinely obsessed with this one. has made me cry more than once ,, hurts in a good way <3 the ending is just *chefs kiss* also one of the tags is genuinely: # theo and liam make bad choices for over 130k straight !! if that doesn’t sound appealing i don’t know what does !!

Artificial Love - songbvrd

Summary: Prince Theo and Prince Liam are forced to spend every Summer together from age five onwards. They hate each other, and usually find ways to make each other miserable as much as possible in their six weeks together. But when they're reunited because of intended unions as adults, things change. They're both supposed to be married to noble women, but neither of them is as interested in anyone else as they are with their childhood rival.

Rated: Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply, Completed, Chapters: 32/32, Words: 172,935 (172k)

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so if you are in the mood for a crack fic that’s not explicitally a crack fic this is for you !! okay so i’m really hit or miss with AU’s ,, sometimes i feel like they don’t quite capture the characters right but this story have the BEST dramatic liam i have ever seen in my life !! basically they all live in the same apartment building & it’s fantastic !! i saw this one floating around a lot but the summary didn’t really unrest me until i have it a shot !! so go read it rn !! also nolan & brett are genuinely fantastic and make me wheeze ,, LIKE ACTUALLY VERBALLY LAUGHING !! all i’m gonna say is that my fav characters are scott & the beetles but that won’t make actual sense until you read it !!

The Neighbors Song - TheodoreR

Summary: “I always hear you singing on your balcony every morning, but suddenly you’ve stopped?”

Or the one where Theo annoys Liam every morning with his awful singing until he doesn’t anymore and Liam is even more annoyed. Liam hates every single thing about his mornings -the fact that they happen in the morning alone is enough. The thing Liam hates the most about his mornings though is the terrible voice of the guy who lives below him. He can’t sing for shit and Liam tried to politely let him understand that by throwing flour and water on his balcony, and also by shouting it to him, you can’t sing for shit!, and then by writing it into a note he proceeded to attach to his door, but this Raeken guy just keeps doing it, every single morning, like a fucking rooster. Liam did nothing to deserve this. He probably didn’t do anything to deserve better either to be fair, he doesn’t expect to open his window and be welcomed by some angelic voice singing him good morning, he’d just be happy with nothing. Silence. That’s something Liam can appreciate in mornings. Just some bark from his dog and the sound of his misery and that’s it. But no, god forbid the new guy lets him have that.

Rated: Explicit, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Wanrings, Completed, 8/8 Chapters, Words: 42,814 (42k)

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me: i’m not a big fan of AU’s ,, proceeds to talk about ANOTHER au… OKAY BUT THIS ONE !! it’s not complete but the author has been updating regularly ,, vv slow burn !! but in a REALLY intresting way !! i lOVE LIAM IN THIS SO MUCH ,, he is such a diaster of a person and it’s wonderful !! they have a great dynamic & i’m sucker for general puppy pack content ( and erica reyes being a badass ) !! also theo plays lacrosse in this & i really like it ahhhhh ,, also liam is just being an artic monkeys stan the whole time & theo is like *que confused repressed gay noises*

Inglorious Roommates - honeyscape

Summary: A roommate is defined as “a person with whom one shares a room.”

Theo would say a roommate was more along the lines of, “The person who's the bane of his existence. The weirdo that sleeps for days. The spaz that exercises at 3am. The guy with a revolving door of annoying friends. An insufferable human being that Theo has no control over living in his room.”

Example: Theo hates his roommate Liam.

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okay okay i hate myself but i have another WIP for y’all !! this one is jUST FANTASTIC. i’m genuinely so upset it’s most likely not going to updated again *incoherent screaming ensues*. for this story ,, it’s very theo-centric bUT thats bc it ends right before liam becomes a concrete member of the story !! ANYWAY: basic plot = theo & acquiring not one but two children ,, so #dad theo but he is still crusty & homeless and i love him very much. it’s just so GOOD !! just read if you want to experience my fav theo coming out story & him etching high school musical

Look who's talking - Captainmintyfresh

Summary: Theo had been labeled many things in his life. Evil, failure, monster. He'd never thought Father would be one of those things but as he looked across the table to a six year old with blue smears of bubble gum icecream across her face trying to coax the first words out of her sister. Finger jabbing towards Theo's face as she repeated 'Daddy' again and again he couldn't bring himself to dispute the label.

(Theo accidentally adopts two young werewolves)

Not Rated, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings, Not Completed, Chapters: 16/?, Words: 48740 ( 48k )

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so here me out: post-canon ( poetry like angst ) summer get away !! just the boys doing cute little domestic things together whilst pining !! theo’s guilt in this is just so powerful & aGjffkgkkfkvkdlv !! i think it’s so interesting to see how they interact in this one, it’s just very heart warming !! and it features one of my favorite niche teen wolf tropes of theo being great with like seven year old girls- it’s just so good ,, very much a wonderful little one shot that just makes your heart happy.

(next time i see you you'll show me) a hundred different ways to say the same things - cherrysprite

Summary: “...You deserve good things,” Liam says eventually. He makes sure not to look at Theo even though he can feel his eyes turn on him. Somehow he can already tell that Theo doesn’t believe him.

Liam instantly makes that the goal of this summer - making Theo believe him.

Rating: Teen and Up, No Archive Warnings Apply, Chapters: 1/1, Words: 28875 ( 28k )

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okay so this next section of fic recs is a bit different !!

two of my favorite authors !! and a compilation of fics i’ve read by them both !!

for context: these two have written some genuinely gorgeous fics, like pure poetry, they explore the real gritty & scary side of our boys relationship in such a wonderful way. they’ve both used some of my favorite tropes & i love them very much !!

whenever i need something soothing but so genuinely intresting & enticing these are my go to !! ( also they both write a lot of good nolan angst & some vv good fics with hayden )

go check out:

eneiryu

as well as fallingforboys

here are some of my favorite fics by them ~

darling i want you here in my arms (kiss the pain away, i know you can) - fallingforboys

even before you touched me, i belonged to you (all you had to do was look at me) - fallingforboys

memories linger like tattoo scars (but your touch on my skin is just as permanent) - fallingforboys

skin, bones, a stolen heart, and an ugly creature lurking underneath -fallingforboys

i don't know how to breathe in the place i called home - fallingforboys

whisper your gossamer truths into the shadow, maybe you'll find the answers you're searching for - fallingforboys

between the mountains and the valley we built a monument to our regret - eneiryu

cracked the hinges of the cage and waited for you - eneiryu

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okay and finally: since i am a self centered whore

my own fic: an rendition of the # elevator scene

it’s basically my version of post canon if we did get the kiss in the elevator. we got a classic liam pov in which he is has 12/10 for extreme bi diaster energy even whilst being shot at !! so go him ig…

Fuck Off, Fuck This & Fuck It! - nefelibata_peach

Summary: Liam thought to himself heart rate climbing, they were bound to be dead by morning. So he thought with everything but his brain and he kissed him.

Where Liam Dunbar is very confused, slightly traumatized, and just a bit scared but hey, aren't they all! Bad decisions ensue as two boys fight in a war they never did sign up for.

Rating: Teen and Up, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Chapters: 1/1, Words: 3558 ( 3k )

[tarosin]

the great adventures of y/n and ranboo

this is an extra part to the great adventures series

summary: part two to the angst imagine (the not so great adventures of y/n tommy tubbo jack and ranboo) it’s a happier ‘ending’ please read what is written in bold

this is an “alternative ending” around 15 years into the future this doesn’t mean this is actually how the series is going to end im writing it now and including it as part of series as their friendship is already established i can confirm y/n and the group are going to have a happy ending when the series eventually comes to an end this also does not mean the series is anywhere near the end i plan on continuing the series as vlogs come out, i feel the need to confirm this now love between y/n and ranboo in this imagine is completely platonic

it had been about a month since you last streamed whereas ranboo continued to stream a few days after the fallout as he wanted to make sure you were going to be okay. even though ranboo knew this huge fallout would eventually happen, it still hurt him, especially since he knew there was no way to prevent it, the four of you in the same house mixed with the stress of being some of the most-watched content creators made living rather difficult. it was like walking on eggshells as you didn’t want to interrupt someone's stream, then there was the additional stress of obsessive fans finding out where the four of you lived, you still remember that day very vividly. you were sat in between tubbo and ranboo watching the office whilst Tommy was in an interview when you received a message from your mod.

Chris: hey y/n I received this message earlier I don’t want to scare you, but maybe get the locks changed. someone sent a message claiming this is your address *image of message from ‘fan’*

it didn’t take long for tubbo and ranboo to receive a message from their mods saying the same thing

“holy shit...”

“chances are Tommy has the message too. we shall go check around the house when Tommy is done with the interview.”

luckily no one ever showed up to the house, but the fact some people were so obsessed to the point they found your address was enough to put everyone in the house on edge. and now it was just you and ranboo in the house. you didn’t feel safe as even though ranboo promised to not let anything happen, you didn’t wanna risk it.

“we should move. there’s no point in having such a big house for two people, what are we going to use the extra space for heh? hide and seek with people who have our address. no thank you. I say we move leave this mess behind and start completely over, hell I’d feel safer in the us and that’s saying something”

ranboo agreed the house didn’t have the happiest memories attached to it anymore, it hurt walking past the hallway as it would bring back the memory of him crying into the crook of y/ns neck whilst tubbo left the house.

“let’s do it, I’ll do an early stream then we can look for houses. go take a shower. I’ll stay close to the door so you’re safe, then you can stay in my room whilst I stream, you can join me if you would like.”

“you’re being very protective all of a sudden...let me guess you got the message from our mods announcing the obsessive fans are at it again?”

“go take a shower.”

“no.”

ranboo ended up picking you up, carried you to the bathroom and turned the shower on before putting you on your feet.

“quick shower I’ll see you later.”

and with that he left the room shutting the door behind him, 30 minutes later you got changed and followed ranboo to his room ready to join him whilst he streams

“hey boo, can I join you? I kinda wanna get into streaming again.”

“I'm so glad you asked, I was going to do a face cam stream, if that’s okay?”

“of course.”

you grabbed his mask and glasses whilst he locked the door so you were both safe. “here you go.”

“thank you.”

the pair of you started the stream and it was honestly going well, you were having so much fun you forgot about all the negative things currently going on, you began to understand why ranboo continued streaming as for those 2-4 hours of streaming it felt as though everything was back to normal. 3 hours later the two of you ended stream and Twitter went crazy. tweets ranged from fans talking about how ranboo was streaming with you, how Tommy was in chat, and how tubbo was modding as people who mentioned anything about their address being leaked were banned by tubbo. the one thing that caught ranboos eye was fan art and a picture of you both from the stream captioned ‘they’re platonic soulmates your honour’ ranboo went as far to like, retweet and comment on it.

ranaltboo: glad you liked the stream it was great having y/n back, think I might make them play tattletail next stream

definitelynoty/n: isn’t that the Furby game that terrified you in 2021? bring it on boo!

Twitter went crazy over this interaction, you had finally come back to social media after months of being inactive, and it looked like you were here to stay. a month later you and ranboo moved out of the house and sold it to your aunt and her wife and their three adopted children, you explained the situation and even changed the locks for them all before they moved in.

“Please do tell us if anyone shows up who shouldn’t be. we changed the locks as you were aware- oh hello little one.”

you noticed one of their children decided to cling onto your leg

“I like your hair it’s colourful!”

“Indeed it is.”

“WOAH A GIANT!”

the little girl let go of your leg and ran to ranboo asking to be picked up, unsure of what to do he looked towards you. however, you were too busy laughing about the fact he was compared to a giant.

“I'm so sorry uh if you want to pick her up you can, you don’t have to.”

“pick me up, tall man... I want to be taller!”

ranboo ended up standing next to you with an arm around your waist whilst the child sat on his shoulders happily playing with his hair.

“ranboo do not drop that child.”

“I didn't- I didn't plan on it y/n.”

eventually, it was time to leave and the child reluctantly let go of ranboo.

“bye-bye!! hope to see you soon!”

soon enough you were at a smaller house, far away from the old house, leaving behind the negative feelings. it could only get better, a week later the pair of you had settled into the new house, it finally felt like home. you and ranboo were now streaming full time again, safe to say the two of you were thriving and closer than ever.

“so I’m thinking if I hit the sub-goal today I’ll let chat pick what colour I dye my hair.”

“make it higher, and I’ll let you cut my hair.”

“Are you being serious? oh my god!”

a few minutes later you took to Twitter to announce you were going live.

y/n: kidnapping children in the sims with ranboo psst check the subgoal.

within 20 minutes you had hit the sub-goal, chat ended up picking another random neon colour for your hair.

“right hair dye and the cutting stream will be this weekend, now let’s go back to kidnapping.”

tubbo, tommy, and jack felt awful for what happened and went back to the house where you used to live, hoping to see you there so they could apologise, tubbo knocked on the door only to be met by a young child.

“my sister watches you on twitch!”

“oh that’s lovely.. are y/n and ranboo here?”

an older woman came to the door.

“oh no, I’m sorry dear they both moved out, but they left this box and said to give it to you if you returned.”

“do you know where they moved to?”

“I'm sorry dear, I'm not allowed to tell you that information for safety reasons.”

“I understand, thanks anyway.”

they ended up going back to jacks where the three of them had been staying.

“We should open the box.”

tubbo opened the box and emptied the items onto the floor, inside was the rocks y/n handed tubbo from every trip, photos of the group, a necklace y/n had gifted to Tommy a day before the argument, and a hat y/n had taken from jack during a trip to a zoo.

“what the fuck!”

“holy shit!”

“they really kept all these in hopes we would come back?”

“and now we’re too late.”

it was now the weekend you and ranboo were ready to stream, you stood leaning on ranboo who was significantly smaller than you as you lowered the chair he sat on.

“starting stream...now.”

after the starting soon intro played, you explained what was happening to any new viewers or people who didn’t watch the stream.

“so I’m about to become Edward Scissorhands...I love that film can we watch it later?”

“yeah mhm sure!”

you didn’t know this but your ex best friends were watching and ever so often would show up in the chat.

“so boo, what are we doing with your hair today?”

“just a trim please darling?”

“This is y/ns hairdressers you get what I’m capable of!”

you ended up doing a pretty good job of cutting ranboos hair, even he was impressed.

“I didn’t doubt you for a minute!”

“mhm sure thing please don’t mess up my hair tall one!”

soon enough you had the dye on. 45 minutes later you left to wash it off, leaving ranboo to entertain stream,

“chat I think I missed some of their hair it’s okay, I own scissors, I’ll just cut it.. speaking of they did a great job, didn't they? I honestly expected them to mess up.”

a few minutes later you joined ranboo again and spent the next few hours talking with chat. tubbo, tommy, and jack stayed the entire time. they loved the fact you and ranboo were able to stay close after what happened, Tommy noticed you were still wearing the necklace he got you many years ago and spammed them chat with him tubbo and jack

Tommy: THEYRE WEARING THE NECKLACE!!

jack: so what? they clearly don’t wanna talk to us.

tubbo: shut up listen to them.

“chat why are we spamming platonic soulmates?”

“they’ve been saying it all over Twitter, look on trending y/n.”

you started to blush slightly at all the amazing artwork soon enough the stream came to an end, after saying goodbye the pair of you sat together going through fan art. unfortunately the one that caught your eye was this one twitter post where the artist had created a drawing of a piece of paper with you, ranboo, tommy, tubbo, and jack, however the paper was ripped separating you and ranboo from the others, captioned ‘it was never meant to be’ this clearly upset ranboo as he took off his mask and glasses placing them on the desk before going straight to his bed.

“boo…are you okay?”

“Are you tired of me? are you going to leave next?”

“what? no of course not! I could never get tired of you, why do you ask?”

“everyone else has left..i thought they cared about us, i knew it would happen eventually and i couldn’t stop it, i’m sorry, y/n, please don’t hate me.”

you sat on the edge of the bed looking down at the floor,

“come here.”

you watched him roll over to face you.

“you know there’s no one else who I'd rather spend the rest of my life with, right…if i hated you i wouldn’t have moved house with you. it’s not your job to fix everything and make everything better, you’re a streamer for christ sake not a therapist.”

“i guess so.. can we watch that thing you were on about for ages.”

“edward scissorhands? “

“mhm!”

you could tell he wanted to be distracted, so you agreed and put the film on, towards the end you began to get upset due to how overwhelming everything was.

“Why are you crying?”

“poor Edward.”

“come here.”

ranboo pulled you into a hug you laid there crying into his chest, he knew that wasn’t the reason you were crying, but he wasn’t about to make you tell him, luckily it didn’t take long for you to stop crying as ranboo quickly distracted you.

“ranboo..”

“yeah y/n?”

“I feel bad i didnt realise how much pressure was on you whilst everyone was arguing.”

“Hey, it’s okay, is that what’s upsetting you?”

“mhm.”

“don’t blame yourself, i’d do it all over again to keep you safe and happy..then again i didn’t do a good job on keeping you happy.”

“you did..you were always there for me even when i gave up on social media, you shared your room with me after i started receiving creepy messages from that obsessed fan, hell you even went on adventures with me even though it was clear you hadn’t been sleeping, just so we could spend time together and forget about what was happening. you mean a lot to me boo.”

“i love you.”

“i love you too bud, I’m tired.”

“go to sleep, it’s been a long day.”

“okay.”

“you just staying there?”

“yes.”

“oh, oh okay, goodnight.”

about a year later the two of you were still thriving, ranboo got you a promise ring a few months earlier.

“heh what’s this for?”

“as your best friend i promise to stay by your side and keep you safe and make sure that you’re happy, in other words you're stuck with me till the end of time.”

“boo…i really don’t know what to say.. thank you so much!”

“you don’t have to say anything!”

you ended up going out to buy him a promise ring when he started the stream and decided to take your cousins with you now that they were a little older. ranboo was doing a facecam stream when the door slammed open revealing you covering your three younger cousins ranboo not realising you were hiding them from the camera, instinctively stood up covering the camera

“ranboooooo!”

“yes you three and y/n ,what do you need?”

“we would like to watch a film!”

“Okay, i’ll go put one on, y/n will you entertain chat?”

“sure thing boo boy!”

once they left you sat fixing your hair forgetting you were wearing the ring chat noticed this and went crazy, so did Tommys group with tubbo and jack.

tubbo: that’s a ring, right??

jack: yeah looks like it.

Tommy: holy shit I always thought if anyone was gonna get married it would be tubbo and y/n, they were inseparable.

tubbo: hilarious.

jack: it could just be a ring, no one mentioned marriage tommy!

Tommy: we should congratulate them.

jack: at least let them explain fucking hell.

soon enough ranboo came back into the room,

“sorry one of them found it hilarious to steal my glasses...”

“they’re little shits i swear to god but i love them.”

you both noticed chat going crazy and both looked at each other before laughing.

“i'm sorry, i can’t take you serious in the mask and glasses!”

“i can’t take you serious with neon hair, but here we are!”

“rude!”

you and ranboo quickly put an end to the rumours,

“no we’re not engaged or married, it is a promise ring. no they’re not our children, they’re y/ns cousins they just spend a lot of time here..chat stop calling me and y/n parents and comparing us to phil that’s not..that’s not how it works okay!”

“parent arc!”

“y/n, don’t encourage them!”

“it’s a little bit funny!”

soon enough the bit came to an end and eventually ranboo ended the stream.

“hey boo look what i got you”

you handed him a little black box, inside was a ring similar to yours

“i promise to always stick around and be here for you”

“oh my god”

ranboo tackled you into a hug thanking you several times for his rings. you and ranboo were living your best life meanwhile jack, tommy, and tubbo were stuck dealing with the guilt of what happened, but they’re weren’t giving up that easy. they wanted you both back, that’s when you received a notification, tommyinnit has sent you a message request: hey y/n can we talk..please?

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[synonymroll648]

Looking at what the wiki says, it doesn't look like Alvar and Jolie would have ever met. If Jolie died at age 20, sixteen years before the first book, and Alvar was 25-26 in the first book, he would have only been 9 or 10, and I believe he joined the neverseen at age 15 (maybe...the wiki doesn't mention when Alvar joined and I don't remember whether or not that's actually canon).

ohhhhhh LMAO I AM A FUCKING DUMBASS. i thought jolie died at sixteen??? and then sophie came along sixteen years later?? but now that you point it out there's literally no way that first part's true because she was in level 8 when she died - we see a picture of her in the silver unicorn level 8 uniform in... book 3, i believe? or maybe it was book 1 or maybe even book 2, idek anymore - and the typical level 16 year olds are in at foxfire is level five. keefe's sixteen and in level six but he skipped a grade so he's just on the Extra Young Side for his grade. but fitz is a nice benchmark though since he's never skipped a grade. he's seventeen and in level six. which probably means, if my brain is mathing right, levels sixes are typically seventeen to eighteen. the elvin equivalent of senior year. with that in mind, level seven must be (typically) eighteen to nineteen year olds, and level 8 is probably nineteen to twenty year olds. so you saying jolie was twenty when she died makes sense! thank you for correcting a mistake i hadn't realized i was making for the past... 4ish years. wow. i've been obsessed with this series for a concerning amount of time smh-

anyway. onto alvar. from the looks of it, yeah, alvar and jolie never would've met in the neverseen. the age gap's too wide. i honestly don't know exactly how old alvar was when he joined the neverseen, because i remember the books saying he was twelve, but everyone else on here says 14-15. 14-15 is a lot more reasonable than twelve, but i recall fintan (i think it was fintan) trying to sell how alvar basically held the record for joining the neverseen at the youngest age. and sophie got roped into all sorts of crazy shit when she was just twelve, and fitz got sucked into the search when he was six, so i wouldn't be surprised if shannon was like "yeah let's go for another way-too-young-age-to-get-involved-in-shady-schemes for dramatic effect." but the age range of 12-15 is what i've stuck with for him joining the neverseen when i think about it. and i'll trust your numbers of him being 25-26 in book 1 and him being 9-10 when jolie died, too.

so. no alvar and jolie being neverseen buddies, unfortunately. but jolie hanging out with alvar when he was little and them becoming buds in the way kids with parents that are friends do is in the cards. maybe jolie could've been part of why walking in 12 inch stillettos is a punishment della deals out every now and then. maybe jolie and alvar played base quest together. maybe jolie and alvar played with gremlins for hours on end. maybe they were friends. maybe alvar cried and cried when he found out she died. maybe she was like the older sister he never had. maybe. maybe.

but regardless of what did and didn't happen within the bonds and bounds of canon, thank you for helping me figure shit out with the pre-canon timeline. i appreciate it :) /gen

[bruhstories]

Dazed and Confused

Summary: You and Connie have been friends for ten years, crushing on each other like a bunch of idiots who can't confess their feelings for one another. Until you go on a trip with your friends. Pairing: Connie Springer x Fem!Reader Warnings & Content: 18+, language, oral sex (female & male receiving), unprotected sex, weed smoking, alcohol consumption, f l u f f Word Count: 4.2 k

A/N: I got so pissed at that last anon that I finished this oneshot quicker lol. @fiaficsxo here it is!

You loved parties. Not the loud music and thick smoke, not the booze and smell of vomit, but your friends. Every time they gathered at someone's place, your heart fluttered, filled with happiness and content and long-lasting memories.

Connie had the brilliant idea of spending a week in the mountains during your spring break, and you wasted an entire night searching for the perfect cottage to rent. Luckily everyone was down with his suggestion, the only problem was how you'd sleep. Historia obviously wanted to share a room with Ymir. Mikasa and Eren were an item now, so they'd have to sleep together. Armin wanted to try his luck with Annie, so no one objected to that. Jean declared that he wanted to bunk with Connie, like the two eligible bachelors they were, and that left you and Sasha to share a room together. You didn't mind it, in all honesty you loved Sasha with all your heart — but you secretly hoped someone would pick up on your feelings for Connie and let you sleep with him. You weren't that lucky.

You packed your bag the night before the trip, obsessively ticking everything on your list and double checking every item and pocket. It was ready, with one item missing — the white lace babydoll smoothed on your dorm bed. You chewed the pen cap, debating whether to bring it with you or not. You bought it for special occasions, but you haven't had a dick appointment in a long time, and you doubted you'd have one this week. With a shrug, you decided to bring it — you never know what might happen. Nighttime passed quickly and you soon found yourself all dolled up, albeit still sleepy from all the tossing and turning, excited to make more memories with your friends.

The train station was packed with people, especially students who went back to their hometowns for the break, and you were relieved to find Armin and Mikasa there. You three were always punctual, followed by Jean and Annie. Eren, Sasha and Connie were always late, which is why you told them the train leaves at 7 am instead of 7:30. It was a dirty strategy, but no one wanted to miss such a fun opportunity because of those lazy fuckers. And lo and behold, they decided to appear at 7:15.

"That was some good thinking." Jean shook his head, hand sympathetically placed on your shoulder.

"I'm only glad you guys rolled with it." You laughed without noticing the way Connie stared at you, and even he didn't understand exactly what he felt. Was he grumpy because he hated morning, or was it Jean's hand on you that irked him?

"It's not polite to stare." Sasha pulled Connie out of his thoughts.

"I wasn't staring, I was looking." Connie rolled his eyes, gripping the handle of his suitcase a bit too tightly.

"I just don't get it why you don't tell her you like her." The girl popped a bubblegum baloon, proceeding to chew it very loudly.

"Are you kidding me? She obviously likes Jean. Look how she's laughing!"

Sasha placed an arm on his shoulder, a sheepish smile on her face. "You, my friend, are a dumbass."

"Takes one to know one."

To say that your friends were loud during the train ride was an understatement. They didn't really care about the nasty glares other passengers shot at them, opting to talk, sing, eat and practically embarrass themselves. But two hours later you arrived, and the fresh, crisp air of the mountains was a blessing. You didn't regret coming, all of you deserved a break after all the exams, studying and all-nighters you guys pulled.

"We could visit the military museum!" Armin suggested, but Connie scrunched his nose.

"We came here to get high, drink and spend time together, why the fuck would we visit some old ass building?"

"I'd like to go to the museum." You awkwardly smiled, earning a 'see?' from the blond. Mikasa, Eren and Annie backed you up, and since it was a democracy, you ended up leaving your bags at the cottage and touring the small town to find the military museum. The building wasn't massive, and inside it was dark, with crimson carpets and dim lights. It was actually quite a romantic atmosphere, had it not been for the weapons and armours displayed in glass cases. Connie watched you intently, taking in every movement, every flinch, every hair tucking, every scrunch of your cute nose. You absorbed the information, hungry for knowledge. This was something you and Connie didn't share — yes, you were down to drinking and smoking, but you were also eager to learn and study, while he always preached how 'you can always retake an exam but you can't relive a party.' He wasn't stupid by any means, but unlike you, Jean, Armin and Mikasa — who alwaysstudied and never skipped lectures — Connie would wing it and somehow end up getting better grades. His strategy didn't always work, and sometimes, when you were in college, he'd ask you to tutor him. Now you were second year undergraduates, and while you were studying different subjects, you still made time for each other.

"That's a nice, uhh..." Connie squinted, "...shotgun."

"It's a musket." You chuckled, your fingers accidentally brushing his as you turned around to face him.

"Shotgun, musket, same thing."

"Actually, muskets are muzzle-loaded and fire a single bullet, but shotguns pack multiple pellets in one shell." You explained. "I'm sorry, you're probably not interested in my ramblings."

"No, no, it's... interesting. I just wasn't expecting you to know so much about guns." He rubbed his nape and smiled at you.

"Well, I do study history, in case you forgot."

"How could I forget that?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" You awkwardly elbowed Connie. Why was it so hard for you to just tell him your feelings? Oh, right, because you've been friends for ten years and if he didn't like you back, it would only ruin a great friendship.

"It means you brag about it so much it's kind of hard to forget." He told you, quickly realising just how insulting that sounded.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know that's how you felt..." You sighed, eyes darting back to the weapons.

"No, I didn't- forget it." Connie shook his head. Well played.

Back at the cottage, with enough food and booze to last the group a month, you decided to stay in your room for the rest of the day. It wasn't the first time you had embarrassing moments with Connie, but this particular one made you anxious to be around him. Did he really dislike you that much, or was it just friendly banter? If you were to ask him, you could find out, but every scenario in your head had a bad outcome, so avoiding him for now was the smartest choice. Sasha pleaded with you to spend the evening in the living room with everyone else, but you brushed her off, telling her you weren't feeling quite well.

"Text me if you need anything." She told you before leaving. It was immature to act this way, you knew that all too well, but it wasn't like Connie cared, right? You eventually decided to go downstairs after finishing a long episode of your favourite tv show, your stomach begging for nourishment. As silently as possible, you tiptoed behind the couch. The hallway was dim, the sun had already set, and the only lights were the ones from the wide TV screen in the living room where your friends were watching some corny horror movie. You could cut the suspense and tension with a knife, and when you dropped a teaspoon, everyone jumped.

"Sorry, sorry! It's just me!"

"Jesus Christ, Y/N, you almost gave me a heart attack." Jean got up from the floor and walked behind the couch. "How are you feeling? Sasha said you're ill."

"I'm fine, don't worry." You picked the spoon up and threw it in the sink. "It's just a headache, I'll sleep it off."

"Good, we need you here." The man wrapped an arm around you. "You're missing how Connie's crapping his pants at this shitty movie."

From the outside it would seem like you and Jean were a couple, but the truth was far from it. You two grew up together, his family was friends with your family, and what you had was nothing more than a brother-sister relationship. Jean's little remark earned a disgruntled look from Connie, you quickly picked up on that, and so you playfully jabbed him in the stomach.

"Connie's crapping his pants? You're the one who almost had a heart attack." You grinned.

"Oi, that was only because you dropped your stupid spoon. I was invested in the movie."

"Mhm, sure you were."

"Hey, you sure you don't want to join us?" Mikasa waved at you from the living room. You pondered over her question. Perhaps it wouldn't be too awkward to sit with them.

"Alright, sure, why not?"

"Come, sit next to me." Sasha shuffled to the side, but what she really meant by that was 'sit next to Connie', because she shuffled to the otherside.

The following two nights were surprisingly quiet, all you did was play board games, watch movies and walk around the town taking pictures. The tension between Connie and you seemed to dissipate, and you both forgot the unpleasant interaction you had on the first day. But on the fourth night, that's when shit hit the fan. Annie and Armin left for a date, and Eren and Mikasa wanted to spend the night alone in their room, leaving you, Sasha, Jean and Connie unsupervised, bored and tipsy. There was absolutely nothing good to watch on the TV, and you almost wanted to scream when your friends wanted to play truth or dare. It was one of those games you despised, because the whole point of it was to put the players in uncomfortable situations. And you didn't like being uncomfortable, unlike your friends.

"Jean, truth or dare?" Sasha beamed.

"Dare, duh."

"Alright, I dare you to switch roommates for the rest of the week." She sipped her blackberry cider.

"Okay? So, I'll stay with Y/N, then."

Good lord, if looks could kill, Connie's would annihilate Jean and Sasha off the face of the Earth.

"No, no, you'll stay with me. Y/N will stay with Connie."

"Eh? Why does your dare involve us?" You asked, confused and curious of your friend's proposal.

"Because." She shrugged. "Don't pussy out."

"I'm not pussying out. A dare's a dare." Jean scoffed. "I'm gonna go take my shit in your room and shower."

"Y-yeah, I'll go bring mine, too." You got up, using this time to hyperventilate alone. What the fuck was Sasha even thinking? Was this some stupid joke? But your friends wouldn't harm you, so why would she suggest such a stupid thing?

You took a quick shower before curling up in the bed, blankets covering you from neck to toe. Connie wasn't back yet, and you didn't want to go after him, that would just be odd. You were hoping you'd fall asleep before he returned, to avoid any unnecessary fuss, but just as you closed your eyes, the door opened. Maybe you could pretend you were asleep? He struggled to find his pyjamas in the dark, stumbling over furniture and knocking things down, and you turned the bedside lamp on to ease his search.

"Did I wake you up?" Connie bit his lower lip, and through the dim light you watched the way his grey eyes glistened, the way his short brown hair was ruffled, and how the sage green t-shirt hugged his toned abdomen.

"No, no, 's alright. I wasn't sleeping. I can't exactly fall asleep." You clutched the blanket at your chest as you shook the intrusive thoughts away. Connie was your friend, damn it, there was no room for romance between you.

"I can sleep on the floor if you want."

"Oh, God, no, it's... stiff."

"Um, yeah, it kinda is. Alright then, I'll jump in the shower real quick before going to bed." He stumbled into the bathroom and you really wanted to fall asleep now.

But you couldn't. Every time you closed your eyes, Connie's face popped in your head. So much for resting. You tossed and turned on the mattress, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in, but nothing helped. It didn't take long for him to finish his shower, and you mentally chastised yourself for not falling asleep when you felt him shuffle under the same blanket that was covering you. For a minute, you didn't utter a word, you barely breathed, afraid to disturb the silence in the room.

"Are you asleep?"

"Nope." You heard the click of Connie's phone and turned around. You couldn't see him, but you could hear him.

"Do you wanna talk about something? Until we fall asleep, I mean." You suggested.

"Hmm, sure." He turned on his side and you felt his breath fanning over your cheeks. You were too close to him. "Actually, d'you wanna smoke?"

"Aren't the others gonna be mad if we smoke without them?"

"They don't have to know. Besides, you and I never smoked together." Connie was already up, rummaging through his backpack with the flashlight of his phone. "And then we can talk as much as you want."

"Alright, I'm down."

You laid on the floor, your head next to Connie's as you looked at the ceiling, smoke leaving your lips. He took the joint from you, fingers touching yours and you blushed, the haze of the weed melting your worries away.

"Do you want me to skip the song?" Connie asked, and for a moment you forgot there was a song playing.

"No, I like it." You confessed. "I didn't know you liked Led Zeppelin."

"There's lots of things you don't know about me, Y/N." He passed you the joint.

"Okay, tell me something else I don't know."

"I like it when you randomly say historical or scientific facts."

"Didn't you say I brag too much about it?" You took one final drag before you stubbed the joint out in a makeshift ashtray filled with a bit of water. By this point you were high as a kite, every trace of rationality gone.

"That doesn't mean I don't like it." Connie smiled and you could feel it in his voice. "Now you tell me something I don't know about you."

"I can't sleep with open doors. It freaks me out." You sat up, a breeze blowing through the window sending shivers down your spine. "It's a bit cold, do you mind if I close the window?"

"Go ahead."

You got up and picked the ashtray up but before you could close the window, you stumbled over a chest of drawers, the ashes mixed with water spilling over your t-shirt.

"You okay?" He quickly crawled to you, concern written all over his face.

"Yeah, I'm just clumsy." You laughed it off and waved your free hand. "I'll go get changed, I should have a spare shirt."

But you didn't have a spare shirt. All you had was that stupid white babydoll, and anxiety seeped through your veins. You couldn't exactly show up in that in front of your crush. And you didn't want to ask him for a shirt either. Fuck it, what else could you do?

You peeked out the bathroom door and saw Connie back in bed, lazily scrolling through his phone. God, this was embarrassing.

"You look like you've seen a ghost." He laughed, but when your facial expression didn't change, he frowned. "Y/N?"

"Um, so, I didn't have a spare shirt and- Jesus, this is awkward." You opened the door and his eyes widened. "Is it alright if I sleep in this?"

"Oh, I get it now." Connie scoffed.

"Get what?"

"You were hoping you'd share a room with Jean, right?" He sounded almost disgusted.

"Excuse you? Where did you even get that idea?" You slammed the bathroom door shut, arms folded across your chest.

"I'm not stupid, Y/N. I've seen the way you two act. Do yourselves a favour and just fuck already."

You were speechless. Completely reactionless. The weed amplified your anger, but his words brought tears to your eyes.

"You... you fucking asshole! You think I brought this for Jean? I brought it for you!"

"Eh? M-me?" Connie was confused, and you were pissed.

"Yes, you. Jean's like a brother to me, oh my God! Ew!"

"Wait, so you and Jean are not in love with each other?"

"In love?? Connie, how high are you exactly?" You walked closer to the bed, arms still crossed.

"But- Fuck, I am stupid." He shook his head, the memories of you flirting with him flashing before his eyes. "I fucked up, didn't I?"

"A bit..." Your muscles relaxed and you sat on the mattress. "Really, Connie, I... I like you. A lot. But you're always giving me mixed signals."

"That's because I always thought you liked Jean!" He threw his hands in the air in exasperation.

"No, you're the only one."

"Huh, guess I've really been dazed and confused."

Calloused fingertips ran across your hips leaving goosebumps in their trail. Your hands roamed his back and the way Connie kissed you was better than any high you've ever experienced. He was touch-starved, and you were just as needy. His knee found its place between your thighs and you moaned when it barely brushed your cunt.

"I've been dreaming for this moment for as long as I can remember." Connie breathed into your neck, the hot breath tickling your skin.

"Me too, you blind bat." You laughed and he turned you over, hovering over you.

"'M sorry I didn't notice quicker." He kissed you again. One hand travelled lower, pushing your underwear to the side before he pushed two fingers between your folds. "Fuck, you're so wet."

"Well, at least now I don't have to finger myself thinking about you." You whimpered with a grin.

"Oh?" Connie arched a brow. "Is that what you've been doing?" He curled up his fingers and you threw your head back with a moan. "I thought you were a prude."

"T-there's lots of things you d-don't know about m-me!" You replied back between oh’sand ah’s, imitating his words from an hour ago. That only earned a sneer from Connie, his head dipping between your thighs. "Wait, what are you do- ooh fuck!"

His tongue lapped at your cunt, fingers pumping in and out of you, and you completely sunk into the mattress, moaning his name over and over again. You gripped the sheets, flexing the muscles in your legs as you squirmed and thrashed. Connie stopped and you almost crushed his skull with your thighs at the empty feeling. He pulled your underwear down and shoved the cotton panties in your mouth.

"Don't wake everyone up, Y/N. You don't want them knowing what a little slut you are, do you?"

You shook your head and Connie went back to circling your clit with his tongue, adrenaline rushing through your entire body with each lick, each suck. Tears of pleasure pooled at your eyes, nose and cheeks red from the thrill of your incoming orgasm. The way he was sloppily eating your pussy and moaning while doing it drove you insane, and within seconds you came undone, thighs trembling with delight. In fact, you were so sore you had to push his head back, begging him to stop so you could return the favour.

"You taste so sweet." Connie licked his lips. You don't know what possessed you to pull him into a kiss after you removed the makeshift gag, but he was right, you were sweet.

"Can I...?" Your eyes drifted down to his twitching cock, your voice soft and quiet.

"You wanna suck it?"

"Yes."

"Later. Right now, I wanna fuck you."

Connie gave you no time to protest, his elbow pushed one of your things to the side, the blushing tip of his cock grazing over your overstimulated clit, up and down your slit. Inch by inch it disappeared into your cunt and he let out a satisfied sigh. You bucked your hips, manicured nails digging into his shoulders with each thrust.

"Shit, you're so fucking tight!" Connie growled, head lowering to kiss you. You could still taste yourself on his lips and that only made you clench your spongy walls around his cock. That seemed to please him, because he rocked his hips harder and faster. "You like it?"

"Oh, God, yes!" You gasped, beads of sweat forming on your forehead as you clawed his back.

"Fuck, I want you to ride me." He gripped your hips tighter and turned you over. You tried your best to get in the new position without letting his cock slip out of you, and when you finally adjusted yourself, it was a whole new challenge. Gravity pulled you down, and his tip brushed your cervix, your eyes squinting at the slight pain. "If it hurts, stop-"

"No!" You cried out, your hands resting on his chest. You bounced up and down, the uncomfortable feeling slowly replaced with pleasure. Connie's hands traced your thighs as you rode him, another wave of heat flushing through your core. His palm met your cunt, thumb circling over your clit. "I can't c-come again!"

"Yes, you can. And you will cream on my cock."

The disgust words worked like magic and you flexed your thighs, bouncing faster, head thrown back, hair cascading down your back. "You're so beautiful, Y/N."

"Connie, I-" The words stopped in your throat, the pressure too much for you to handle.

"You what?"

"I'm- oh, God!"

"Atta girl!" He praised you when he felt your silken walls relaxing and your thighs quaking. The second orgasm was so intense you let yourself fall over his chest, dizzy and tired. You thought he'd give you a break, but Connie wrapped an arm around your back, holding you in place before giving your oversensitive cunt a few more thrusts. "Now you can return the favour."

You mustered up some strength to get up and kneel in front of the bed, between his legs.

"Please don't come in my mouth." You asked him before wrapping your pretty lips around his cock.

"Gotchaah-" Connie choked on his words when he felt himself in your hot mouth. You bobbed your head up and down, cheeks hollowed and eyes on him. You didn't break eye contact when you pulled away and spat on the tip, hand pumping his cock to smear the spit. "Hot." He mumbled before you went back to sucking. You felt the throbbing, tightening your lips around him and picking up the pace. "Y/N-"

It all happened in a flash — Connie yanked your hair and pulled your head back, thick ropes of milky white cum shooting all over your face and neck.

"Eew!" You scrunched your nose, hand under your chin to stop it from dripping down the floor.

"What do you mean ew? That's, like, a billion kids!"

"Actually, a fertile man produces around-"

"Don't start. Do not." He pressed his index finger over your lips. "Let's get you cleaned up."

You woke up sore, especially between your thighs, but damn, was it worth it. Connie wrapped an arm around your waist, mumbling something about how pretty you are, but you assumed he was still sleeping — or still high. The sun shone through the blinds and you squinted, annoyed by the brightness, and so you turned around, watching the way your crush snored peacefully.

"Cute." You smiled and planted a kiss on his forehead, waking him up. "Oh, I'm sorry!"

"Why?" Connie rubbed his eyes. "Waking up to you is a blessing."

You couldn't hide the tinting of your cheeks and the grin on your lips. "I didn't think you were the romantic type."

"There's lots of things-"

"I don't know about you. But I'd like to know those things. If you let me, of course." You bit your lower lip, eyes filled with hope.

"Can I be your boyfriend?" He sat up, his eyes serious.

"I thought you'd never ask."

Okay, so maybe Sasha knew a thing or two when she dared Jean to switch roommates.

You walked into the kitchen after getting ready for the day, with Connie following behind you. Everyone was eating their breakfast, and Jean instantly dashed to you.

"Connie, bro, take me back. Sasha's leaving crumbs all over the bed! I can't sleep like that!"

"I can't, man, I wanna spend the rest of the week with my girlfriend." He sneered and you elbowed him.

"I forgot to mention Jean's overprotecti-"

"Your what? Hands off my sister from another mister, you creep!"

"Creep? You're the one who was sexting someone's sister last night." Sasha chimed in, mouth full of cereal.

"Thanks, Sash." Jean rolled his eyes. "For real, how did this happen?"

"You see, mate, when a man and a woman love each other-"

"Nope. I will not hear this."

[rebelwrites]

Restoration

Jax Teller x Daughter Reader

“You gonna actually behave for your father this week?” You mum asked as you packed your bag.

“Maybe, depends if he pisses me off or not” you shrugged.

The thing was your mum and dad split about 4 years ago, a year after Abel was born. They had you at a young age, at 15 to be precise, you was now 18 and had seen their relationship completely fall apart, you saw how he treated your mum towards the end of the relationship and you hated it, you hated how he made your mum feel, how you saw the whole thing. However you were grateful Abel was still too young to understand what was going on.

“Y/N please, I know you don’t get along with him but he is your dad at the end of the day” mum sighed.

“Not gonna change my opinion on him” you laughed.

Even though your parents weren’t together anymore they never actually filed for a divorce.

“Just try” mum said placing her hand on your shoulder “for Abel at least, it’s hard enough on him as it is”

“And it’s not hard for me mum” you spat “try going through school where everyone is obsessed with the sons, constantly badgering me about them, about dad, asking if the fucking rumours are true”

You knew that your mum wasn’t completely innocent in the whole relationship break down. So you had an attitude with them both.

The drive to Teller-Morrow was silent, neither you or your mum spoke because you were your father’s daughter at the end of day, your mum always said it was like having a female Jax in the house, the way you held yourself, your attitude, your temper. So no words were spoken just for Abel’s sake, he didn’t need to see his sister and mum biting each other’s heads off.

Climbing out of the car, you grabbed your bag from the boot, before wandering off to find your uncles, at least you had a good relationship with them, it was just the relationship with your dad that was rocky.

You didn’t get it, he was such a good father to Abel, but with you it was a different story, one of his biggest regrets was you seeing the breakdown happen, all the arguments that happened when you were younger. Since then you saw the man that you once saw as your hero as the bad guy.

“Hey kiddo” Jax grinned, opening his arms to you.

“Whatever dad” you huffed walking by him, dumping your bag on the picnic bench before placing a cigarette in your mouth.

“She’s in a mood, sorry Jax” you heard mum say, making you roll your eyes. “Give her a couple of days and she should calm down”

“She’s so much like me it’s scary” he sighed as he watched you laugh with Tig and Happy.

“If you’re gonna talk about me can you at least go somewhere where I can’t bloody hear you” you snapped not looking at them.

Jax knew that with both his kids being here with him for the week, he was going to try his hardest to mend the bridges that had once been burnt. He wanted nothing more than getting his little girl back.

“I will speak with her” Jax nodded as he took Abel into his arms, who was grinning at the sight of his daddy.

At least one of his kids didn’t hate him.

However he had a plan, he knew you loved bikes, so he had one sat in the garage waiting to be restored and he was hoping it was something you could do together and then he could teach you to ride. He knew it wouldn’t magically fix the relationship but at least it would give you a memory that wasn’t bad.

Your mum had now left, which meant you were stuck with your dad for the next week, no doubt it would be a week of you looking after Abel, it always was when you were here, the club came before you. It always had and always would.

“Table in 5” Jax shouted as he walked into the club, he didn’t miss the eye roll that came from you, he knew what you thought, you had only been here 10 minutes and he was putting the club before you. But this time would be different.

“Okay so everyone knows my relationship with Y/N is very much on the rocks right now” Jax sighed running his hand over his face. “And I know it’s my fault and I want to fix that, so this week I only want to be involved in club business if the shit has hit the fan. Anything else speak to Chibs, I need to fix things with my little girl before it is too late”

Everyone nodded, they knew how much Jax loved you, you was his first born at the end of the day and it killed him knowing that you hated him.

“Anything we can do to help we are here” Happy nodded.

“Thanks Hap but this is something I need to do on my own, I created this mess so I need to fix it” Jax sighed “If it can be fixed”

It was now Wednesday and Jax still hadn’t made any progress, the bike lay untouched in the garage, and you hadn’t spoken more than a few words a day to him.

“Uncle Hap am I being a bitch?” You sighed looking up at him as you lit a smoke.

“Honestly kiddo, I know where you are coming from but he is the only dad you are gonna get” Happy said placing his hand on yours. “I know the reasons you have for hating Jax but he misses his little girl, I’m not saying forgive him straight away but stop shutting him out”

“I miss my dad” you sighed “but you didn’t hear me say that”

“My lips are sealed” Happy nodded “you know he took a step back from the club this week to spend time with you and Abel”

“I didn’t know” you sighed running your hand over your face.

“I think he wants to restore a bike or something with you” Hap smiled kissing your head “he’s in the garage”

Trudging into the garage with your head hung low, you felt guilty about how you went off at dad this morning.

“I’m sorry” you mumbled, not looking up.

You heard him sigh and his footsteps getting closer to you.

Talk about irony, the radio had started playing bad husband, scoffing as dad placed his hand on your shoulder.

You can be a liar and a good father A good dad, but a bad husband

“Guess the song is 90% right” you sighed “you are a good father to Abel at least”

“Hey look at me kiddo” Dad said lifting your chin. “My biggest regret in life was letting you see all the fights between me and your mum. I know that has done so much damage to our relationship but I never stopped loving your or your mum okay”

You stayed silent, you didn’t know what to say.

Forever be a hero in my eyes, But there’s always another side. To a good father. A great dad, but a bad husband

“Look me and your mum still love each other and we probably always will” he sighed “we just don’t work well together okay but that doesn’t mean I stopped loving you”

All I want is for us not to hurt. And it’s been an exhaustive search to find the words

The song was basically saying everything you couldn’t.

But I’m not so sure how to close this. I just don’t know how some people can be so good At one thing and so fucked at a whole ‘nother, shit, it’s no wonder

You both just stood there not saying a word as Jax pulled you into his arms holding you tight.

“I’m not saying we have to go back to being as close as we once were but I want a chance, a chance to mend the bridges I burnt, I want to be in your life and not as someone you hate” Jax whispered.

Nodding your head, you sniffed as a tear fell down your cheek, this was the most you had talked in a year. All you wanted to hear over the past year was that your dad still loved you.

“You don’t have to say anything yet sweetheart” dad whispered kissing your head “now what do you say to helping your old man fix this bike up and then I would like it if you let your old man teach you how to ride”

“I’d like that” you mumbled.

The next few days flew by and your mum had arrived to pick you and Abel up. Pushing yourself off the bench you walked over to her with a slight smile on your face.

“Come on, let’s get you home” mum said.

Glancing over to your dad you smiled softly before turning back to your mum.

“Actually mum, I think I’m gonna stick around here a bit longer” you nodded feeling Jax place his hand on your shoulder squeezing it softly. “I wanna stay with dad, we still have a bike to finish”

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Your mum stood staring at you, confusion spread all over her face.

“You want to willingly stay?” She questioned

“Yup” you nodded.

“Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?” She laughed before turning to Jax “you okay with her staying?”

“Course I am” he beamed at the fact you wanted to stay with him longer.

As soon as you said bye to your mum, you headed back into the garage leaving Jax stood there in his own world.

“Come on dad the bike isn’t gonna fix its self” you laughed rolling your sleeves up.

The hours flew by and you was both covered in grease, Chibs walked outside hearing all the laughter coming from the garage, a smile formed on his face as he snapped a photo of the two of you before walking back into the club house.

“Okay a know normally a would bring this ta table but no one is to disturb Jackie Boy, a don’t care wha it is, if it’s club business, Ye arms fallen off or Ye are on fire, ye come ta me” Chibs smiled leaning against the bar. “Tha is until further notice, this is wha they both need”

Everyone nodded in agreement, it was nice to see you and Jax not at each other’s throats and they knew that the fact you wanted to stay here meant you really wanted to rebuild the relationship

Standing back from the bike something clicked.

“Why does this bike look so familiar?” You asked.

“Well princess it was your grandads” Jax grinned draping his arm around your shoulder.

“JT’s” you said looking up and he nodded. “Wait and you are just letting me have once we have fixed her up?”

“That’s the plan” Jax laughed “he would have wanted you to have it and it’s better than it sitting gathering dust”

You were in awe, you knew how much this bike meant to him. Wrapping your arms around him you gave him a tight hug.  

Neither of you talked about much other than the bike, outside of the garage you were slowly building things back up, you both knew it would take longer than a week but it was a start.

“So your mum says you’ve been getting into trouble at college?” He asked as you were packing the tools up.

“Meh” you shrugged “someone said something, I didn’t like it so I fucking punched them and broke there nose. No biggie”

Jax couldn’t help but smirk, you were exactly like him, in so many ways.

“You can’t say anything dad you taught me talking was boring when you can fight it out” just as you said it an idea popped into your head. Spinning round on the balls of your feet you grinned at your dad.

“No, nope happening” He laughed when he realised what you was thinking “me and you aren’t going at it in the ring” he chuckled.

“Why do you think you will lose old man” you taunted.

“Nope it’s not that” he said looking up “I am not boxing with my daughter”

“You’re just scared because you know I’m gonna beat your ass” you giggled squaring up to him.

He knew you weren’t gonna back down. You was a Teller at the end of the day.

“Fine but if you get hurt you are telling your mum it was your idea” Jax sighed in defeat.

And with that you ran off into the clubhouse to tell everyone.

It was now 7pm and Tig was wrapping your fists.

“You sure about fighting your dad kiddo?” He asked.

“Uncle Tiggy I’m sure” you nodded “we need this, well I need this. If I’m gonna let go of the past I need to do this”

“Okay then” he smiled kissing your fist “beat the shit out of your old man”

You were now standing face to face with your dad in the ring. He knew what was happening, and he wasn’t going to fight back, he had overheard what you said to Tig. So if beating the shit out of him was what you needed to forgive him then that is what he was going to let you do.

Punch after punch, you felt the anger flow through your fists, you were fuelled by every bad memory, everything he did and he just let the punches keep coming.

Your emotions got the better of you as you scream, pounding your fists against his chest as you burst into tears. As soon as this happened Jax wrapped his arms around you, dropping to his knees holding you tight.

“That’s it princess let it all out, all the anger, all the pain” he whispered rubbing your back. “I’m never gonna leave you okay, no matter what happens with me and your mum, you will always have your old man in your corner. My biggest regret is you saw everything happen, I never wanted you to feel like I loved Abel more than you, you are my little girl, my princess and I love you”

Once you had calmed down, you felt a weight had been lifted off your shoulders, you no longer felt an immense hatred towards your dad.

It had been a couple of days after the ‘fight’ and you had actually started to open up. The bike was finished and you were just putting the tools away.

“I want to drop out of college” you said “it’s really not for me, I struggle with the exams and coursework”

“You know whatever you decide I will support you” Jax smiled softly at you, hee knew where you was coming from, he was exactly the same when it came to tests and the theory behind things. “If you did drop out what would you do?”

“Actually I wanna be a mechanic” you said looking up. “Maybe I could work here”

“Why don’t you sleep on the idea and if you really want to drop out then we will get it all sorted” he said kissing your head. “Now what do you say we take her for a spin?”

“You think I’m ready for the roads” you laughed.

“You are a natural” he grinned tossing you your helmet “it’s in your blood”

The rest of the day was spent riding round the streets charming, a smile on your face and your relationship with your dad well on the road to being what it once was. Never in a million years you would have thought that restoring JT’s bike would actually restore your relationship as well.