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[someprettyname]

✨GF FC INDIGO AWARDS 2024 PT 2✨

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11 | part 12 | part 13 | winner's list | after party

Some points to note before you move to the event visualizer : 

🟣 My anchoring style is highly energetic and bubbly so you can imagine me doing a lot of hand gestures, changing pitch and tones of my voice, moving around on the stage a lot, etc. Hehe.  

🟣 The theatre/event venue has been engineered by the best engineers of the world, with the most modern technology. The petals of the lotus can close or open to hide or reveal the night sky. It can also change its colours. For tonight, it's indigo!  

🟣 The "OUTFIT CHECK" were clicked in different places (according to where the member was spotted first) hence the different background. 

🟣 I didn't want to write too dialogues on yall's behalf but I can't really bother you with every small detail, so I hope whatever dialogues I've made up are not too out of character! 

🟣Ignore the contradiction of same blue locker entering the scene multiple times, pretend there are a few copies of each member 🥰👍🏻

🟣 Ignore the outfit mismatch in the edits (any edit after the outfit checks please, our editing skills only go so far 🙏🏻 ) 

🟣 I highly suggest that you listen to songs as you keep finding them being embedded in links for added feels and extra hype! 🔥

🟣 The performances where multiple songs have been used is supposed to be a mashup. You can imagine the mashup to be as you please! The songs I've bunched together are for the sole purpose of creating a particular vibe, so as long as to they are fulfilled it's all good! 😌🤝🏻

🟣 The posts are scheduled at a gap of 3-4 hours each, this event is going to be spread throughout 2 or more days. Feel free to go feral in the comments/reblogs/community my mates. 🔥 

🟣 I hope you enjoy this! Tagging all the attendees here : 

@glue-thief  @getosugurusbangs @bueris @soleilonthesun @galaxynajma

@sid3buns @mariyumemi @pinkinsect @refrigeratedboombursts @satosuguhastakenovermylife 

@10renz0 @simp-simp-no-mi @boinin @sharkissm @milkteansugar 

@thebestsetter @merlucide @jujutsustraycats @kurona-theshark @nskiyuriz

@asarajaa @writingonthewalls1832 @hooudie212back @sadao-tsuki @milaisreading 

@8-xnny @licoririce @rinitoshisgirl @luvingshidou  @duckydee-0

@kuro-min @gojoracle @marcsnuffy @filecurropt0 @riririnnnn 

@wroophruh @sanaexus @melodiclune

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*camera cuts to Soleil* 

Soleil : (*lights up*) HELLO! GOOD EVENING! Welcome to the SPICY BLUE CORNER! 

Asarajaa : good evening! 

merlucide : spicy blue? 😳

Thebestsetter: Yeah! What does that mean? 

Soleil : Well, this is one place that you've stumbled upon where things get (*clicks fingers and lightings turn blue*).... interesting! And spicy, like the gossips. 😈

Merlucide : OH MY GOD. (*gasp*)

Soleil : I have a few questions which the public wants answer to from some of you. And the one I'll be interviewing now is you, Riri (@/riririnnn). 

Riririnnn : oh? 😳

Soleil : First of you look really pretty! Just like a princess 💗

Kuro-min : Yeah! You all look so pretty!! 🥹

(*Sae and Rin side eyeing and 'hmph'-ing in the background*) 

Merlucide : STOP I KNOW RIGHT? WE ALL ARE SHINING FRRR 🤩

Riririnnn : Thank you, Soleil!! We all look really pretty indeed! I wish I could show it to Mama too! Where is she? 👀

Soleil : She is interviewing others, you can see her later! 

Riririnnn : oh :0 

Riririnnn : okay! :D 

Soleil : Alright then! 

Soleil - A legend has it that you and kurona had a bad fight where he was doubtful of your loyalty to him because of rin. What do you have to say? 

Riririnnn: Ah, yes, there indeed was a fight between Kurona and me. We were just watching a match of PxG when, "I used to have a crush on Rin," slipped from my mouth. I didn't know that Kurona was unaware of it.

>>> Him being a sweet bean, he didn't say anything and I remained unaware.

>>> Then after PxG Vs BM match, I just happened to have a conversation with Rin. Just a small, "Hello! How are you?" talk, but my sweet shark skittle had bottled everything up :( so my little conversation with Rin just tipped Kurona completely off!

>>> Kurona was quick to, literally, pull and drag me away from Rin. I didn't like this rude behaviour of him at all!

>>> But obviously, I didn't want to make a scene, so I didn't confront him until we were back home.

>>> I promise, I just wanted to ask him, "Why you did that?" I just wanted to know the reason since he never behaved like that, I didn't want to fight with him at all! But, I still don't know why, my tone came out wrong and then, obviously, a fight broke between us.

Merlucide : *gasp* I know right? Julian is usually so calm too, but these fights keep happening sometimes nonetheless. :( 

Asarajaa : what happened next? 

Kuro-min : Yeahhh! We want the full story! 

Riririnnn : He slept on the couch that night and was already gone to his practice before I woke up.

>>> He didn't come back home for the next two days.

>>> Obviously, I was worried for him, but, of course, I'm a human too. I have my own pride too, so I was like, "If he can stay away, then I can too!"

>>> Yet, I found myself reaching out to one of his teammates to do an indirect check-up and I'm really glad I did.

>>> His teammate was quick to send me a pic of Kurona and he was in a horrible state. Only two days had passed and yet eyebags looked like he hadn't slept for a whole eternity. His eyes were swollen and his nose was all red by getting rash from over use of napkins.

>>> I dropped everything and went straight to his practice to pick him up.

>>> Then everything ended well <3

Others : ( :D )

Riririnnn : I gave him loads of smooches on his forehead and cuddled the whole evening!

Riririnnn: He was actually away because he felt guilty of shouting at me and also because he was hurt to know that I was getting angry on him for someone else.

Riririnnn : We apologised to eachother and went to say sorry to Rin too.

Riririnnn: Rin didn't give a flying fuck. LMFAO!

*Rin scoffs and rolls his eyes. Kurona glares at him and Sae smirks at the scene unfolding in front of him.*

Soleil : *chuckles nervously* Oh well. That was certainly a heartwarming story! I'm glad you both ended up happy! 

Riririnnn : ^_^ 

Kurona : *nods* yep! Yep!

Soleil : I won't hold you any longer, ladies and gentlemen! Please proceed to the main hall this way!  

*thebestsetter and riririnnn walk in between while asarjaa and kuro-min walk on the extreme ends with their respective boyfriends/girlfriends for...distance.... reasons*

💥OUTFIT CHECK💥

[ L -> R

Top : kuromin, thebestsetter

Middle : riririnnn

Bottom : asarajaa, merlucide]

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*camera cuts to Nami* 

Nami : (*gasp*) OH MY GOD!! (*instantly hugs hooudie and ish*) 

Nami : YOU'RE HERE! 😁 

Jujutsustraycats : of course we are! ^_^

Nami : I was hoping I'd get to interview you, you all look amazing! 

Sanaexus : (*walks up*) THANKSSS 😎😎

Nami : 0: Sana! 

Hooudie212back : nice too see you too bestie! 😃

Nami : ^_^ hooudie! 

Karasu : Heh! 😏 Of course we look good. 

REO : Thank you for having us! ^_^ 

RIN : .....

Nami : Pleasure all mine REO! 

Nami : Did you all know you've stumbled upon the (*swirls fingers and lights turn blue*) the spicy blue corner? 

Hooudie212back : 😳😲

Rin : 😦😓😖

Nami : This is where we get the answer to all the famous fan questions by the spice your lores hold 😎🔥

Sanaexus : PUBLIC GON GET GOSSIP WITH THIS ONE 😎🔥

Nami : The one I have question for today is ISH! [ POV - that's a lie. There were a ton shit of questions for hooudie but we don't want REO to get protective and end up buying out the whole venue and awards so..yeah.] 

Jujutsustraycats : (*inhales deeply Alright, shoot! (*Nods in barely newfound determination*) 

Nami : A legend has it that, at the beginning of your relationship, when you quite hadn't opened up to Karasu, you used to recite poems in your mothertongue to confess LOVE to him. (*Karasu gasps, giving him a betrayed look*) But he wasn't aware. Is it true that you've coaxed him like this is the past? The public wants to know your true nature. 

Jujutsustraycats : Ah, the legend is partially true. I am not the best at my mother tongue, surprisingly. Therefore, I only write poetry in English. However, that is not to say I haven't expressed broken lines of poetic inclination to him in my native language. After all, the idea's in my head, I just need to express it somehow– (*chuckles nervously, avoiding karasu's eyes*) 

We usually converse in Japanese or English I do plan to learn Japanese, has asked me before what I mean, and I always brush it off as something casual or talking to myself :x

Nami : *smirks* Alright. Thanks for answering! I won't keep you waiting any longer ladies and gentlemen! Kindly proceed this way! 

*All 4 move on and distant bickering between Ish and Karasu can be heard with REO and hooudie trying to calm them down. Sana is just....silently enjoying it all.*

����OUTFIT CHECK💥

[ L -> R

Top : jujutsustraycats, hooudie212back

Bottom : sanaexus]

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 *Camera cuts to Soleil*

Soleil : Welcome dad! Good evening! :D

Marcsnuffy : Good evening! Good evening! ^_^ 

Licoririce : (*walks up and joins the conversation*) Hello everyone! ^_^ 

Lorenzo : HI GANG 🔥🔥

8-xnny : YO!!! HOW'S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?? 

Milaisreading : We're all good! Y'all looking real good! 

Soleil : Indeed! You all are shining tonight 🥹🫶🏻

Anri : I could say the same about you Soleil! ^_^ your gown is absolutely gorgeous!!

Soleil : Thank you so much, miss manager! 🥹♥️

Soleil : Nami told me you were sent an invite last minute, and that you're a fairly new member. How's been your time in GF FC so far? 

8-xnny : CRAZY!!!! Y'ALL ARE AMAZING!! 

Snuffy : I agree, GF FC really is amazing. 

Soleil : (*CHUCKLES*) I'm glad! Well, I won't hold you for too long ladies and gentlemen, just a few questions the fans want answer to! This one's for Mila! 

Milaisreading : 👀

Soleil : Rumors have it that you'd leave Leonardo for Loki, is this true miss mam? 

Milaisreading : What??😭😭😭 whoever said that loves to lie. I would never leave my perfect man for anyone!!

(*Leonardo be smiling is satisfaction rn*) 

Soleil : What can we say? Public likes to come up with theories. In any case, thank you for answering! You all can proceed this way please! 

💥OUTFIT CHECK💥

[ L -> R

Top : marcsnuffy, milaisreading

Bottom : licoririce, 8-xnny]

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Stay tuned for more upcoming interviews...

[ organiser : @/someprettyname

script writing credits : @/someprettyname

proofread by : @/melodiclune

editing credits : @/soleilonthesun ]

[kaontic]

Oh my actual Lord, the dream’s come true. O_O

*Kicks down door* OH THUNDERCRACKEEER~

BUSTER’S ‘BOUT TO GETTA NEW FRIEEEND~ (´∀`)//🐱

He’s got a pet human now too, I guess—

Why my dumb human ass, with my crappy art, could almost wish upon an evil shootin’ star, that it was me instead “What?” What—? 😶

Alright. Now we just need Skywarp to get one. Or two. Or a few. Someday. Maybe.

Um—

*Whispers* Psst, hey, Megs, I don’t wanna be that betch—I make unintentional mistakes I gotta edit for my sanity all the time—but, it’s “What do you say?”. That’s probably why they’re givin’ ya looks.

I mean, that’s pretty accurate Megatron dialogue ngl. Like this is the same guy that said in G1 “Power flows to the one who knows how”, as if that was an actual full sentence.

Ik, that’s beside the point of what the frag’s goin’ on, so, “respectfully” (with heavy emphasis on the quotation marks)—

Can ya just…rip out your own chain-smoker soundin’ aft voice box, and shove it? Pretty please? Mr. Geneva Suggestions?

“YoU kNoW tHe LiMiTs Of My PoWeR! i NeEd SoMeOnE tO wIElD mE!”

“But my leader, you have your fusion cannon—”

“Do NoT qUeStIoN mE sTaRsCrEaM!”

Unless Skybound’s gonna give us a “good” aft explanation for this, like some Cybertronian gunformer curse we dunno about yet (given the serious corruption goin’ on, from the looks of it, with Star and Op)—

I would say more about Megs’ gun mode as an effective concept, but I’ll save all that for another post.

Instead I’ll just spout out this scrap to review:

Most explanations are welcome for why villains do what they do, even if it’s just “Cuz I’m evil”. 😈

(TF One Sentinel tho…yeah. Gotta make a post regarding him as well)

Here, they wanna save their home planet as energy sources dwindle.

Ok, so resources. Got it. Yes. #1 reason why wars are fought, and wars need soldiers to fuel ‘em. Enemies turned potential recruits who are prisoners don’t comply? Well, logically speaking then— 🤡

Or maybe, just maybe—this might sound crazy, but—how about not start a whole goddamn war that will worsen this crisis, Megs?

How about not turn fellow Cybertronians into the worst versions of themselves, and delete their innocence? Cuz great, now ya created a monster that will betray ya!

Ask yourself: What the frag are you fighting for?

Cuz you’re just makin’ the problem worse, mate.

At least Jetfire tried to look beyond Cybertron peacefully for a solution, which despite how well that went, sounded a helluva lot better than exhaustive in-fighting, but no, frag exploration.

Frag trading with “filthy” organic alien species.

Frag experimenting for new sources of energy (lookin’ at you, Shockwave. Now I know your aft was enabled).

Frag examining Cybertron’s history for answers.

Frag speaking with Optimus like a civilized individual.

Population control’s where it’s at, apparently. ಠ_ಠ)

Jesus, so many questions NOT ENOUGH DEETS. (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻

WE NEED MORE FLASHBACKS STAT.

Skybound Megs so far, is coming off as a guy who, when the worst happens, will just use the situation/impending apocalypse to his advantage to do terrible stuff, and get away with it through all the chaos.

Furthermore, it’s like we’re watching him live out some sick fantasy of his while he’s all “This is for the greater good of Cybertron!”. Like no bitch! There’s other options! You have no excuse!

You wanna be a pred, who kills for pleasure and power, while demanding to share that experience with others with or without their consent.

There. That’s what kept me up last issue.

Well, this is one moral of this ongoing story, and life advice I guess:

BEWARE THE F*CKIN’ NICE ONES!

For they may be the worst of all. Great…

*Proceeds to pollute my sketchbook with more Megatron art cuz I am indeed that betch*

[nalyra-dreaming]

Hello Nalyra:) thank you for always taking your time and mental energy to answer everybody’s questions!

I was surprised at the casting news of Talamasca! I was expecting Jess as the lead—but I’ve only read books in VC. So whats Talamasca’s role in Mayfair witch’s story, do they have enough materials across Anne Rice’s universe to build a X-file like show?

And based on the IMDb intro on Talamasca—werewolves are real as well! Will there be room for crossovers?

Thank you so much and all the best!

Hey dear! Well, I do think there is more than enough to build something quite cool - if they do it properly.^^

The Talamasca exist in all branches of the supernatural novels I believe - the Vampire Chronicles, the werewolf books (though I don't think it's explicitly mentioned?), the Mayfair Witches. There's also more supernatural beings within these books, "true" immortals, gods, angels, spirits, aliens... you name it.

If AMC plays their cards right they can set up something quite captivating, especially given the roots of the Talamasca 😈

As per their role in Mayfair Witches... here is an article by Collider explaining that a bit, and here the Wikipedia article on them generally. I... am unsure how to narrow it down with what we are given at this point. They could do a lot with them?! Generally the Talamasca supposedly watch and do not interfere... only the "not interfering" doesn't really work out like that, lol.

There should be a lot of room for crossovers, actually... again, if done right. Mayfair Witches and IWTV share a hometown (NOLA) and the universe is the same. It would be stupid not to link them in some manner, imho.

If Jesse Reeves and David Talbot really get cast right now it will be really interesting to see for what... and in what capacity. Because as speculated before it seems as if Daniel might take over some of the "chronicling"... so maybe David will stay "just" the superior general of the Talamasca? Or will he become one of Lestat's fledglings after all?

And Jesse... so connected to the twins, and a powerful vampire, too. There is a lot they could do with the Talamasca agent Jesse Reeves... a lot with Claudia's ghost, too.

And the upcoming concerts 😈

So yeah. There is a lot they could do.

I hope they do indeed do so :)))))

[hime-bee]

because i’m feeling very devious today…what would happen if lucas and leu walked in on you cheating or at least what looks like it 😈😈

MMM, A VERY DEVIOUS QUESTION INDEED- Lucas is a man that places great importance in facts and living his life according to the things he believes; a comfortable, happy life being something he believes in vehemently. Once he realizes that his partner was indeed cheating on him, he would confront them as soon as possible and have them sit down for a chat. Regardless of their reason, he wouldn't be willing to stay with them after having his heart broken, and would suggest they split up when it's convenient, as it would be for the best. I think he could learn to forgive them with time, but it'll take a while. Now, Leumin is a whole different ballgame... He's not going to wait and have a chat, he's going to snatch the person you're cheating with right off of you immediately and choke them until they pass out. Once they're unconscious, he would gaze at you with cold eyes and ask if you love this person more than you love him. Choose your words wisely... Whether or not the person gets killed in front of you depends on your answer. Well, he's going to kill them regardless, but you get to decide if you want to watch that or not! And then you both can address your unfaithfulness and what to do about it. He's such a great and forgiving lover, isn't he? 💙

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1204: Exciting News!~ (Persona 5 x Sonic)

Futuba: Great news, everyone!~

Futuba: Gotta enough money to buy a brand new video game today!~ Which will go lovely for our upcoming sleepover at café later on tonite if any if u lovely people are interested~

Mona: Sure

Lavenza: We'd love that very much~

Omega: Invite accepted

Tae: That depends.

Tae: Will my dear Sae be there too?

Futuba: U know it!~ I already asked her join

Futuba: And u know as well as i do that she couldn't say no to this face~

Futuba: Puppy Dog Oracle.jpg

Tae: Lol nice~

Yusuke: What game have you purchased this time, Futaba?

Futaba: The sequel of this masterpiece of a gem!

Futaba: Hades 2.jpg

Futaba: Really good thing I got it in time too. It was last one they have in the shelves lol

Tae: Wait time out.

Tae: You kids used to play Hades at one point?

Mona: Yeah a long time ago actually

Mona: It was so much fun~

Futaba: So much fun~

Lavenza: And the artstyle and the soundtrack the previous game has offered are both equally as breathtaking~

Yusuke: Yes, indeed.

Yusuke: That game, to tis day, has inspired me into bettering my skills in drawing and painting

Yusuke: It even got me to creating a portrait of Lady Aphrodite of my interpretation.

Yusuke: Goddess of Love & Beauty.jpg

Tae: Impressive.

Lavenza: Very lovely indeed~

Omega: Your artwork continues to not disappoint the eyes of many beholders

Yusuke: Thank you.

Yusuke: It's still a Work in Progress, but I refuse to rest until I could completely capture the beauty and elegance the goddess herself, has effortlessly grace upon the screen.

Futaba: Wow, Inari!~ I didn't know u find the Goddess of Love affective~ 😏

Yusuke: I do to some extent.

Yusuke: But she could never reach the status of true beauty and magnificence as you do in my very heart, Futaba Sakura.

Futaba: iyggbtt ft jgchj ft ykjghikndfonnf

Yusuke: Futaba!?

Tae: I wouldn't worry about her too much, kid.

Tae: Texts like that mostly indicates your partner blushing up a storm right now. Common occurrence really.

Mona: You made Sae blush during a text before, haven't you?

Tae: Guilty as charged~ 😉

Omega: Common occurrence is an incredible understatement considering the fiftieth times Rouge would make Knuckles blush in their texting conversation

Lavenza: I've made Mona-Chan blush twentieth times on our texts!~

Mona: Sufeeszxgy Lavenza! They don't need to know that here!

Lavenza: Oops!~

Lavenza: Sorry my love!~

Futqba: INARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

Futaba: At least warn a girl before u start making her cheeks flare up like that!

Futuba: I nearly dropped my phone on the floor cuz of u!!

Yusuke: Apologies, Futaba.

Yusuke: I never realized my text would give you that much of a reaction. Hope you are well.

Futaba: Yeah, I'm fine don't worry about it.

Futaba: I feel a lot better now knowing our favorite lover kitty boi here is wayyy more of a blushing mess than I am~ 😏

Mona: Oh shut up!

Mona: At least I don't carelessly drop my phone on the ground after receiving a compliment!

Futaba: Better than getting flustered over twenty times in the row!

Mona: IT HAPPENED SEPARATELY!

Futaba: Press D for Doubt!~

Omega: D

Mona: OMEGA DON'T HUMOR HER!!

Omega: How else do you expect me make Futaba feel better more than she currently is?

Futaba: AWWWW!~ Love u Big Guy!!~ 😊 😊

Omega: 👍 👍

Mona: Oh barf.

Lavenza: Morgana, be nice

Lavenza: So Futaba-Chan, how exactly were you able to afford this game?

Tae: Yeah, I heard they're crazy expensive

Futaba: Oh I just saved a few money I have left on pocket

Futaba: Add thay with the money I've earned winning another bet Sojiro and I made a while back ehehehehe!~ 😈

Mona: Oh god. What did you two bet on this time?

Futaba: Well, u see, my kitty bro, to answer that question, allow me to present u all the second of the spendid news we have today

Futaba: Guess who about to get hitch in the near future?

Futaba: Here's a hint: it's the one couple who's been acting like a married one since the day they became a thing!~

Mona: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Tae: Is it who I think it is?

Lavenza: Ren-Ren and Makoto are going to get married!?~

Futaba: Ren-Ren/Makoto AND Ann/Shiho are both getting hitched!~

Futaba: And the best part about all of this is.....Makot.and Shiho are the ones gonna do the propose!~

Tae: Damn really? And here I thought Guinea Pig would be the one to do it lol

Mona: Wait, is that what you guys been betting on?

Mona: See who gets to propose first?

Futaba: Yeeeup!~

Futaba: Victory couldn't be any sweeter

Omega: Congratulations and wedding gifts will be in order when the time is set to motion

Futaba: Ooh Omega! Wanna share a gift with me to give?

Futaba: I wanna consider this thx for being the best robot bro ever!~ ☺

Omega: I would be honored ☺

Lavenza: Awwwwww~

Tae: Adorable

Mona: Still barf

Lavenza: Mona!

Yusuke: Just to be certain. Makoto and Shiho-san are the ones that are going to propose, yes?

Futaba: That's what i said!~ Possibly later this year actually. Why?

Yusuke: Oh I was planning on informing the others on this glorious news.

Futaba: Sweet!

Futaba: Just don't mention any of this Ren and Ann. It's a secret for them to find out on their own

Yusuke: Roger.

.......................................................................................

Meanwhile at Okmura Residence.........

Ryuji: (Immediately Gets Up From his Seat Along With his Girlfriend, Haru) HOLY SHIT!

Haru: (Clasps her Hands Together With Happiness and Excitement in her Eyes) They're getting married!?~

Ryuji: It's finally happening!~

Haru: I'm so happy for all of them!~

The couple hugs each other before hopping around and cheering in rejoice over the exciting news.

Haru: This is truly wonderful!~

Ryuji: I know, right!? About damn time those lovebirds get hitched!

Haru: There's so much to plan and prepare for- ('GASPS') (Grab Hold of her Boyfriend's Shoulders) RYUJI! We need to find ourselves the perfect wedding gifts for both parties ASAP-

Ryuji: (Gently Place his Hand Onto Haru's Arm, Helping her Calm Down a Bit) Woah, woah. Easy there, hun, relax. They said they'll propose later this year, right? We have all the time in the world to get ready by then.

Haru: ( Sigh in a Bit of Relief') If you're certain. I just hope the presents we pick out for them will be at least presentable. (Grabs her Chin While Thinking) I wonder if Yusuke is doing an open art commission at this time......

Ryuji: It's possible. If not, I could always try convincing him to- (Etes Suddenly Begins to Widened Before Facepalming Himself and Groaning) Shiiiiiiiiiiiiit.........

Haru: (Starts Getting Worried) What's wrong?

Ryuji: I just remembered the bet he abd I made a while back on which is gonna propose. And guess who now owes the guy fifty bucks?

Haru: How much do you have now? I could help you pay it off.

Ryuji: (Takes His Wallet Out of his Pants Pocket and Opens it Before Looking For Something Inside) I got like....twenty bucks left I think? (Turns to Haru) But you really don't have to go out of your way to help me.

Haru: (Gives Ryuji a Reassuring Smile) True, but I don't mind at all. (Forms a Playful Smirk on her Face) If you so something for me in return~

Ryuji: Up! (Smirks Back) There's that catch I've been looking for. What you want in return?

Haru: Ohh nothing grand~ (Hugs Ryuji Again) I just want to spend the rest of the evening here with the love of my life~ Talk over dinner, movie, under the stars..... (Starts Smirking Seductively) Maybe doing something more sensual afterwards if you behave well enough~

Ryuji: ('Heh') Sounds like hell of a good compromise to me. You got yourself deal, gorgeous~

Haru: Good~ (Gives Ryuji a Kiss on the Lips) Pleasure doing business with you my dear~

Ryuji: Ditto~

The couple resume back to their making out session, having it yurn more passionate real fast.

@princekirijo

@ma-lemons

@albion-93

@decibelcoatl

[gioiaalbanoart]

TIME for another MIXED fried

(writing share / different flavors 😁)

9 lines, kiss something, writing share, favorite line.....

Thank you to @wyked-ao3 here here and here

@tragedycoded here , here and here

@aintgonnatakethis (here, even if it's not kiss) and @jev-urisk here and @the-golden-comet in some open tag 💫

Just so you know this is edited in the sense that I don't inflict you with the pain of my first version writing BUT it will probably change at some point....(but if I share it now I can DAMN move to next chapter so, basically I'm using you 😈)

Wip The scarred angel under the cut with tags

CW just in case Blood, injuries

*****

Truth is, sometimes the best way to go it's just shut up and be there.

Like he'd been reading my mind Herrera breaths out heavily : "So, I didn't say anything, really. I kept my mouth shut and basically just sit there with her."  

He gestures, palms facing upwards, as to underline the memories : "Until eventually social service shown up."

While I picture the scene in my head I'm aware that I don't feel just sorry for someone that has been hurt in that way but I'm drawn to it beyond reasons that I can't narrow down at the moment.

Already my rational brain doesn't cut me any slack because, let's face it, there can't be nothing here but just trivial curiosity.

Brain says.

Herrera interrupts my inner speculation : "Did you see her eyes ?" he asks bluntly.

As if I could have missed that.

I slightly nod to not make it too obvious.

"That's the only thing she gave them back : silence and that killing-fuck-you stare of her".

Right...

"She didn't go through social services, didn't she?" I ask cautiously.

Herrera tisks : "By no means!"

He stands up abruptly and fishes for something in the mess of his desk until he recovers a pack of cigarettes.

He looks at me, a silent "Do you mind?" question.

I shake my head no same as I did few days before.

He walks towards the open window and lit the cigarette peering vaguely at the outside world before facing me again : "Social services talked psychiatric facilities as soon as she could be dismissed, since she wasn't speaking." 

He marks a dramatic pause while he sharply inhales the smoke and blows it out waving the cigarette, ashes accidentally falling to the front of his white shirt : "Until they left."

"She talked to you then?" I arch my brow taken aback by the possible hypothesis.

"Barely!" 

He frowns and anticipates me : "Oh, don't get me wrong, at present day I still don't know shit about what really happened to her, forget who attacked her. She stubbornly  kept not saying a word about it and...." he waves his hand again and more ashes get loose : "...Please, believe me, it's not for lack of me asking!"

Another smoking inhale : "I tried to talk her out of it, insisting that she had to report it, I even got to the point of getting angry at her." 

Herrera sounds rather frustrated at the recollection : "Goes without saying it was like pissing in the wind."

Herrera words hang between us in the silence that idles and I get slightly impatient as I sense he's  holding back again.

As he got offended before I assume it's not because he's ashamed of something and I wonder if somehow he's protecting her.

"So, no social services?" I decide to prompt him.

It snaps him out from his thoughts.

"She was sixteen back then..." is the apparently out of context answer.

"She didn't say it but let it slide first time she came back a couple of years later. I did the math."

The implied evidence strikes me : "She ran away?"

He nods : "Indeed".

I slightly gawk : "How....?".

It hasn't been so long since I was sixteen too even if it does feel now like someone else life, not my own.

I perfectly recall I wasn't that bold but not injured as much neither, nor so much alone.

It stirs in the pit of my chest a complex mix of feelings among which I recognize admiration, sorrow, curiosity and that something else that I can't figure out yet.

"How did she manage to get away?" I ask again, dumbfounded.

Unlike a few days ago there is now an ashtray on the windowsill and the chief snuffs the cigarette into it, a little too harshly : "I'll be damn if I had a clue at the time. Or now, for the matter."

He steps away from the window and plops heavily on his chair, fingers drumming on the edges desk, his gaze intense now.

I want him to keep talking and me to shake off his staring : "So.... she just comes and go?"

A glimpse of curiosity crosses Herrera's gaze but apparently he decides to go my way : "Every now and then. Basically when she needs something."

"She asked for your help today?" I inquire.

Herrera tisks : "She came to dig for information, apparently I wasn't useful"

"And now she's gone." I hear myself say and again I can't put the finger on why I don't like the fact.

"And now she's gone." Herrera confirms.

I acknowledge a sting of frustration.

For some reason Herrera shifts through sympathetic mode.

"Look" he bents slightly across his desk, twining his fingers and he speaks with almost a fatherly tone : "At the time I felt sorrow for the girl, sickened about what she went through even if she didn't gave up the details. After the social workers left she spent few days in recovery and I paid her a visit every single day, even if she didn't seem to care."

He frowns :  "I was there when the doctors toke the bandages off."  

"By then I kind of knew so I asked her, at first, if I could stay. Incredible enough, she said yes"

Herrera's face twitches : "It was a shocking sight".

"I bet it was" I breath out. 

"Even more shocking was to see her letting a single tear roll, just one. Then she stared at the mirror the nurse gave her eyes dry and cold. I couldn't believe it."

He leans against the backrest :  "I didn't know what to say to the girl, so....I said nothing."

Even now Herrera's expression matches what probably felt back then, shock and defeated.

"Anyway" he lets out another sigh : "The following morning she was gone".

*****

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[greyennui]

Q&A for Anger is but Passion Borne of Love

@waterho-writes and I can still hardly believe how much love and support we've gotten on this Bowuigi fic, so we want to thank y'all for sticking around on this journey! We're only about halfway through the story, and we can't wait for y'all to read the rest.

Below the cut is the Q&A with all your questions. Enjoy!

Q: Did Mario and Luigi come from Earth like in canon or have they always been in the fantasy world?

It’s a passing mention in Chapter 1, but Mario and Luigi grew up in an orphanage that still sends them a monthly stipend (allowance). They’ve always been a part of this Regency-era Mushroom Kingdom, but are still outcasts in a way.

Q: Is Luigi allergic to flowers?

Not all flowers, just the really pollen-y and smelly ones (like lilies).

Q: How tall are Luigi and Bowser?

Luigi is 5’8” (~172cm) and Bowser is 6’4” (~193cm) For a visual reference:

Q: What happened at the trial?

Keep reading to find out!

Q: Are we gonna get Bowuigi smut??

Waterho: There will absolutely be smut. GreyEnnuigi can only stop me for so long. 😈 GreyEnnuigi: Don’t worry; the Explicit Sexual Content and Dom/sub tags are not just for show (and note that we did not add the Rape/Non-con archive warning). Consensual spicy times will come! And so will Bowser and Luigi!

Q: Could you give a summary of the smut in the chapter notes if it’s plot-relevant?

The smut will be plot-relevant at some points, so we can definitely do this.

Q: Will Luigi get his own emotional support animal for his anxiety (like Polterpup)?

Waterho: Does Bowser count as an emotional support animal? GreyEnnuigi: We haven’t planned for a Polterpup in this story, as there’s already a fair bit going on plotwise. Putting a dog into the mix might well and truly throw us off the rails. ;)

Q: Will Luigi be able to overcome his anxiety? I want to see Luigi put someone in their place after they insulted him.

Luigi actually does this during the announcement dinner in Chapter 8 in this exchange with Lord Booking: Lord Booking paled a bit, his mouth turning into a slight frown. “Indeed. Such a delicate flower must be hidden away, for exposure to that world would surely wither it.” […] [Luigi] straightened himself up, still holding Lord Koopa’s hand open in both of his own, then addressed Lord Booking directly: “Some flowers may thrive in the shade and wilt in the sun, but it does not make them any less a part of this world, Lord Booking.” Lord Booking is implying that Bowser is hiding Luigi away because he’s a commoner in a noble’s world and can’t handle the change. Luigi’s response is essentially, “Yeah, I’m a commoner and I’ve lived my life differently, but that doesn’t mean I don’t belong here.” Don’t worry, we like character growth in this house. ;) GreyEnnuigi: On the same sort of subject, if you ever have questions about the fancy Regency language, don’t be afraid to ask! It’s very flowery and can be complicated, especially if English isn’t your first language. I’d be happy to “translate” any passages for you into modern English.

Q: Is there going to be a good or bad ending?

There is going to be a happy ending! This is a fairytale retelling, after all. ;)

Q: You started this fic as a joke, but now it’s not a joke anymore. How did that conversation happen?

A few things to note before we answer this: 1. GreyEnnuigi has wanted to write a Regency AU for a while. 2. We saw the Mario movie together and started reading Bowuigi fics because we couldn’t get enough. 3. We noticed that a lot of Bowuigi fics had a Beauty and the Beast theme. With that out of the way, here’s the transcript of how that conversation played out over text messages: 22:48 Waterho Ok hear me out 22:49 Waterho Bowuigi Beauty and the beast set in a regency setting 22:49 GreyEnnuigi omg wait haha 22:49 GreyEnnuigi but like 22:49 GreyEnnuigi is Bowser still koopa 22:50 GreyEnnuigi or is he big beefcake human 22:50 Waterho Big beefcake human obviously 22:50 GreyEnnuigi excellent 22:51 Waterho The more I fall down the bowuigi hole, the more I feel like I gotta try my hand at it lmao 22:51 Waterho That movie changed me [sparkles emoji] 22:51 GreyEnnuigi bro the URGE i have had this week 22:51 GreyEnnuigi it's undeniable 22:51 Waterho Why are we like this 22:52 GreyEnnuigi i prefer not to ask questions like that 22:52 GreyEnnuigi BUT LISTEN 22:52 Waterho This was a children’s movie why did they have to make The Scene so spicy 22:52 GreyEnnuigi if you can give me plot and conflict and incidents 22:52 Waterho Listening 22:52 GreyEnnuigi i will write that shit 22:53 GreyEnnuigi i have too many plots I'm thinking about rn but if you can give me an outline I'll do the rest [relieved face emoji] 23:04 Waterho [drops a 5-paragraph summary of the first chapter and main plot points] 23:04 GreyEnnuigi omg that was quick 23:04 GreyEnnuigi okay I'm reading 23:06 GreyEnnuigi eheheh yes I like this 23:06 Waterho Excellent After that conversation we kept feeding each other ideas and plot points and then GreyEnnuigi was writing it and Waterho kept coming up with more scenes and now here we are.

Q: What is it like making a chapter for this fic?

Waterho: basically, I supply the maladaptive daydreaming, and GreyEnnuigi supplies the prose and structure. Then we add it up and try to create a somewhat cohesive narrative. Many of our conversations these days start with “ok listen….” GreyEnnuigi: We have the overall plot planned out and most of it outlined, so we already know what main plot events we want to happen in each chapter. After that it’s a matter of filling the rest of the chapter by fleshing out the characters, doing a bit of worldbuilding, and making sure we’re progressing all the relationships properly. This usually happens with Waterho proposing a specific scenario, then we ask ourselves how this and that character would react and does that fit with the plot, and then we agree on how the situation unfolds. Then I write it all out, Waterho tries to convince me to add fluff and smut too early, I rein it back in and write something more subtle, and then we review, edit, and post. Here’s an example of this sort of back-and-forth from our chat transcript: 23:00 GreyEnnuigi thinking I'm gonna start chapter 3 with Kamek confronting Bowser about Luigi, but what else should happen in ch 3 after that 23:00 Waterho Let’s see the part where bowser [redacted for spoiler reasons] 23:01 GreyEnnuigi ooh so soon?? 23:02 Waterho If we want to draw it out more we could push that part off 23:02 GreyEnnuigi i just don't want Bowser to be too soft at the beginning 23:02 GreyEnnuigi Luigi needs to wear him down first lol 23:02 Waterho Fair enough

Q: Is this fic definitely going to have 20 chapters?

With what we currently have planned and outlined, 20 chapters is our best estimate for how long the story will be. It’s very possible this will change, and if it does, it’s more likely that we’ll end up with more than 20 chapters as opposed to less.

Q: Is there a schedule for uploading chapters?

We don’t currently have a schedule and we’re just posting the chapters as we finish them. That being said, we’ve been on a pace of about 1 chapter every other day. That could definitely change, though, so don’t expect us to stick to that.

Q: In this world hetero is not seen as the default. Did you write it this way because you didn’t want to focus on the homosexuality topic but more on the Bowser/Luigi ship itself?

Short answer: Yes. Long answer: The concept of homosexuality being accepted in this AU came about as we were discussing the reason Bowser would accept Luigi in exchange for Peach as a spouse. If we were to follow realistic Regency-era ideologies, then it would be extremely unlikely for Bowser to take Luigi as a spouse as he is (i.e. a cis man). We wanted to follow the Beauty and the Beast storyline, which at its core is our protagonist falling in love with someone who is widely regarded as unlovable. It wouldn’t have made sense to include homophobia in the plot, and that wasn’t the story we wanted to tell. Also, the beauty of fiction is that we can make our own rules and do whatever the hell we want with it, so we did!

Q: Who’s who??

Luis Walbright: Waluigi Thomas Kamek: Kamek Kammy Magis: Kammy George Morton: Morton (Koopaling) Lemarcus Swift: Lemmy (Koopaling) Laurence Ripley: Larry (Koopaling) Lord William Booking: King Boo Ellord Elvin Booking: Professor E. Gadd Lady Daisy Sarasa: Daisy Ellady Rosalina Sarasa: Rosalina Lord Henry Toadsworth: Toadsworth Ellady Etta Toadsworth: Toadette Lady Birdie Pirah: Birdo Ellord Peter Pirah: Petey Piranha John Tannock (tailor): Tanuki (maker of Tanuki suits) Lord Robert Ombler: King Bob-Omb Ellady Sylvia Ombler: Sylvia (Paper Mario: TTYD) Lord Lionel & Ellady Catherine Graham: GreyEnnuigi made these up, but their names are basically animal crackers (Lion & Kitty + Graham) for no reason other than it amused them Ignatius Hopper: Iggy (Koopaling) Wendy Carter: Wendy (Koopaling) Gustav Ember: Goomba (general, no specific character) (note: Waterho still maintains that the Goomba should have been named Barry Ragoon) (note: GreyEnnuigi still maintains that it's best if GreyEnnuigi remains in charge of naming the characters in this fic)

Q: If we were to make fanart for this fic, where should we tag y’all to let you know?

We would be honored if you wanted to make fan art for our fic! If you do, tag @greyennui and @waterho-writes on Tumblr, and you can also use the fic’s tag #Anger is but Passion Borne of Love

[raineandsky]

I request [😈] a heroes and villains snippet where one of them is...sitting sad [😈], I don't happen to know how to describe what I mean, but surely you would be able to snippet-ify it no problem [😈]

And the other person was minding their own business and they came over and it's sweet or funny or goofy or silly or fluffy (your choice)

I'm so interested to see your take on this 😈😈😈

No pressure 💖

Love,

@heroes-villains-side-blog

Hey! I have created the ultimate sit sad snippet especially for you, as your long awaited gift of gratitude 😈 thanks for requesting - hope you like it!

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

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It’s been a long day.

The hero sits at the bus stop, legs tucked up on the bench beneath them, their head resting against their hand. They got on the bus, but now they can’t find it in themself to get the rest of the way home. They imagine everyone in a miles radius would’ve offered a ride if they were still in their uniform, but leaving the agency means leaving the hero persona behind, and no one bats an eye at a miserable civilian. The rain doesn’t make them any more inclined to move.

They let out a tired sigh as someone settles on the bench next to them, the sound of wet fabric flapping as they shake off an umbrella. “Perfect day to be out and about, isn’t it?”

They recognise that voice awfully well. The fact they’re talking at all probably means they haven’t suspected the hero yet. All they have to do is not speak.

The hero gives a stiff nod, keeping their head expertly tilted away from them, but their lack of response only piques the villain’s curiosity. They lean forwards slightly, trying to catch a glimpse at the face the hero’s trying so hard to hide from them.

“Where you heading then?”

It’s a question they purposely can’t not answer. The villain’s going to catch on either way – they already have, by the looks of things. “Home,” is all they say, the single word taut to cover their real voice, but their effort doesn’t mean anything to their unwanted companion.

“No fucking way,” they exclaim, and the hero doesn’t have to look at them to know they’re wearing a shit-eating grin at their discovery. “What’s your name then?”

They know their name, the hero knows. They’re asking for their civilian name. It doesn’t matter if the villain knows it – the agency made sure to scrub them from any official records once they joined. A name won’t give the villain any information. “Jace.”

“Jace?” The villain sounds mystified. “Huh. Never took you for a Jace.”

“Can we not do this now?” the hero asks, though they know their voice borders on pathetic pleading. “I’m just coming home. I start at eight tomorrow if you want a fight.”

“In the morning?” They huff a noise that sounds like it could be a laugh. “No, I’m not here to start anything. Work stays at work.” They wave their concern off with a sigh. “Now, totally normal civilian Jace, what’s going on?”

“Huh?”

The hero finally turns to look at them, only met with an incredulous expression. “You’re on your way home from work, sitting at a bus station, in the rain. Bad day?”

“I’m waiting for the bus,” they deflect shortly.

“The bus goes that way, dear.” They raise their umbrella down the road, pointing to the agency just a few blocks away. “I’m not stupid.”

The hero lets another sigh, deeper than ever. Seems they can’t get out of any questions the villain asks as long as they want them answered. “Just agency stuff. All happened at once today.”

The villain nods knowingly. “Tell me about it in a tedious, long-winded explanation. Don’t spare a single detail.”

They can’t tell whether they’re being sarcastic or abusing their bad mood for information, but they’d be lying if they said they didn’t want to talk about it. It might take a weight off their shoulders. “Well, [superhero] made a point to mock me in front of everyone this morning, and I didn’t think–”

“Oh, that’s my bus.” The hero turns to the street where the bus is indeed pulling up to the curb. From their position, the villain probably saw it coming, and still egged them into psyching themself up to a heartfelt talk. Bastard.

They stand up with a content sigh as the bus doors chug open, glancing down at the hero, more miserable than ever, and a look of amusement crosses their face. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic.” They hold the umbrella out to them. “Here. This rain isn’t going to let up for a few hours. You can’t sit here all night.”

They shake it for emphasis when the hero doesn’t immediately take it, and the moment it’s out of their grasp they’re drifting onto the bus, leaving them with a serene smile and a slightly mocking wave as it sets off down the road again.

The hero waits for a minute before standing, taking the time to gather themself after the unexpected interaction before declaring themself unfazed enough to head home. They open the umbrella begrudgingly, annoyed to accept the villain’s likely fake kindness, and they yelp as something falls out from the ribs inside, slapping them directly in the face before continuing its ascent towards the pavement below.

They catch it, hurried as to not let it get drenched in the rain, and they lean the umbrella against their shoulder so they can get a sneak peek into the villain’s life. It’s a piece of paper, folded neatly into squares – they waste no time prying it open, their eyes grazing over the words inside in hopes of finding some terrible secret to use against them. The writing inside is a disappointment to their hopes but offers something else that sits warmly in their chest.

Us ‘civilians’ have to stick together in a world dictated to by ‘good’ and ‘bad’. If actually you want to shit talk your asshole ‘boss’, give me a call and we can ‘hang out’. Civilian style.

- Maxi xxx

(Part 2)

[thegamingcatmom]

I have naughty ideas but I need to know how we feel about overstimulation and bitting lol

Hey m0m!

...Or can I just-

Like, I have this very strong urge rn to just-

(fondly) Hey gay!

(I just had to I´m sorry, do tell me if that crosses the line for ya pls. 🙈)

Aight ahem, back to business.

Oh my, these are some naughty questions indeed. 😈

(Naughty ideas are what I´m HERE for so pls DO lemme know them all.)

Now, as far as biting is concerned I think we ALL know the answer to that. It's part of who Maggot Momma is, it's in her very (feral) nature. I mean, there IS a difference between biting someone´s eyeball out or bite someone to, yknow, try and get them going even if it does the exact opposite because someone thinks they might get eaten alive any moment now and they´re being so dramatic-

Okay so, biting can imply many things when it comes to Maggot Momma. For one, I like to imagine it´s a form of communication for her - the way she expresses herself. Just like wolves do that air bite thing to assert dominance - it basically says don't test me (and yes, that´s defo what happened in my pee-post, did you spot it? 😈) - or the chittering of teeth when she´s excited in a very special way.

But those teeth aren´t just biting air...no. They´re the perfect tool - a weapon she´s gonna use on anything that moves and once she´s got them hooked there´s no escape. When she gives chase she gives her all and goes after them with everything she got, with ANY part of her body. That´s what she lives for after all, it´s what she´s made for.

...Except when it comes to a certain someone.

And I think this is what you truly wanna know, ain´t it? 😏

Okay so - yes, defo. It comes just as natural to her as biting someone´s eyeball out - someone that is not her precious Drama Queen ofc. Not them, never them but anyone else can just rot in hell-

So, when it comes to a certain someone those teeth turn from a deadly weapon to a slightly less deadly weapon - all for her paramour - and she just can´t help it, there´s always this urge to bite down on something, anything - to mark what´s hers.

Listen, she uses her teeth to get them going. To set the mood. To stimulate. To hold them in place because they can be such a slippery little thing-

And, sometimes - depending on the mood she´s in - she also likes to use them to see that flicker of fear (it´s a flame tbh) appear in their eyes because that´s what gets her going, no matter the soft spot she has for that certain someone.

So, I guess you could say what she MEANS to do is get her darling Drama Queen ready and willing...but, well-

OH but also, I´ve been thinking about whether or not Maggot Momma can choose to "turn" someone or if they gonna turn no matter what. Both theories have their appeal because if she was able to choose to turn someone that would mean she simply decides not to. As in, there must actually be something about that certain someone.

But I think I prefer the second one because can you imagine the restraint it takes her to not just clamp those teeth down in the heat of the moment? To not just squeeze that throat a tad bit too tight and accidently break skin with those claws? It´d be so easy, like muscle twitching. That´s yet another thing I like to focus on in my posts because, while she does have some human tendencies left in her, I´d say about 80% is all instincts and urges and the line between excitement and killer-mode is very, very thin indeed.

And just ALSNFSALDNFSALLKASDNF is there ANYTHING sexier than evil ancient entities with the power and strength to obliterate armies...but showing actual restraint when it comes to their chosen one? And seeing them actually struggling quite a bit to do so??

(That´s a rhetorical question ofc, cmon.)

Aight so, that leaves only one question...does Momma do overstimulation? Is her deceased, rotten brain even capable of fully grasping the concept of it?

Hmm, that´s a tough one actually. I think the rational part of her brain (burried very deep down) that´s responsible for anything related to human behavior/interaction does understand the meaning of it. Like, when it comes to overstimulation there´s pretty much two possible outcomes: showing mercy because the poor thing or going even harder because the poor thing. I think we all know which outcome is more likely with Maggot Momma. 😏

Now, seeing as her behaviour depends more on stimuli than rational thought I think the main part of her brain - the feral part - doesn´t necessarily view it as "overstimulation". It´s more like she reacts instinctively to what she sees. If she sees someone other than her precious Drama Queen absolutely legging it, running for their life, it´s like instant killer-mode, farewell, game-over.

When it comes to a certain someone however it´s like a song´s playing on loop, like a mantra of-

Her demonic brain switches into another gear entirely, all her focus is on them, them, them like tunnel vision and everything she does is with a clear intent, serves a sole purpose: smother them, get them going, crawl into them so they can be one now and forever, make them hers because it´s meant to be they exist for HER only-

So really, I think Maggot Momma is the definition of overstimulation and she doesn´t even realize it because it´s normal for her because why shouldn´t it be when it´s so obvious to whom they belong she has every right-

Actually, I think my pee-post is a pretty good example of what overstimulation might look like when it comes to Maggot Momma. Like, as soon as her deceased brain registered there´s a reaction from a certain someone she was a goner (even more than usual), driven by instinct, hell-bent on scratching that itch no matter what-

And no matter that all a certain someone wanted was to take that fucking pi-

So really, it´s not about overstimulation with Maggot Momma. It´s simply what instinct tells her, it´s her duty and she takes that duty very seriously indeed no mercy-

...But tbh, even if it WAS about overstimulation I don´t think it would make much of a difference to Momma. Needs must when the devil drives, after all...

Thanks a lot for that delicious ask. I hope I did it justice. 🥰🤭

[joyouzz]

I love the ideas for your LU/ATLA AU, but there is one decision that bothers me probably more than it should! Why isn’t Zelda the Avatar?! This about it, both have spiritual powers (including sealing abilities), are technically part spirit/goddess (Hylia could be this AU’s equivalent to Raava), there is a sense of reincarnation (even if for Zelda it is more like a bloodline), she has a semblance of elemental etc, etc! Furthermore, you said yourself that Ganondorf was after the spirit of the Avatar! Who could have a better role for that than the princess he tries to kidnap in every game they interact in?!

In a way, we can both get what we want! You said there was a hundred years of turmoil in ATLA Hyrule! Whether Rauru went into hiding or not, it is possible for him to die of old age. Thus, Zelda can be his successor, and they can have a “Roku-Aang” dynamic, even if their personalities are not a one-to-one parallel! In fact, considering the more mentor-like vibes Rauru gives in Ocarina of Time, it would make for him to have a more “predecessor Avatar” role than a “main Avatar” role, especially when “main Avatars” tend to be significantly younger characters!

Of course, if you have other plans for Zelda, please let me know! Even if she isn’t the Avatar that I so desperately want her to be, she has to at least be significant to the plot in some way! I’m sorry for coming on too strongly, but this is still the Legend of ZELDA, even if Link is the protagonist.

Thank you so so so much for asking this question. I’m really glad you are enjoying the idea my scattered madness brain created.

But as much as I love this question, I can’t reveal it quite yet. Need to mellow out the details first. Either going to launch the post in between the Links or launch it after the Links.

What I can tell is this:

Rauru had to be the Avatar first. He is a stepping stone in the direction of the palm for the Avatar. If he wasn’t the Avatar first, then the idea would not work.

Zelda is a key factor to the idea for the Avatar. Much like what you said, it’s called the Legend of Zelda not the Legend of Link. So yes, Zelda is the key to the Avatar.

All the Zeldas are.

Hylia is indeed this Au’s version of Raava. Hyrule wouldn’t be Hyrule without Hylia much like how the Avatar wouldn’t be the Avatar without Raava.

The final battle between Avatar Rauru and Ganondorf shattered the world. Punching out holes between the Spirit Realm and Mortal Realm and the corruption of the spirits. Scattered across the world.

Let’s just say… The Realms weren’t the only thing shattered. 😈😈😈

One last thing! You absolutely DO NOT have to apologize for asking! Go right on ahead!! I would love to answer more!

People asking questions actually help my brain form more ideas. So go right ahead!! I wants to hear what you guys are all wondering. It’s a new idea and new ideas are meant to be explored.

[stay-midnight]

hi hello!

. . . 🎙

understandable about the grades part-only god and thousands of others know the struggle 🤐 and its finee hehe

in the meanwhile- some short thoughts about college au with skz! (inspired yet again by the previous ask-college au's can get predictable indeed however it does certainly help 🤧)

3am noodles and snacks with a tired chan, ranting to eachother about your struggles (on some nights, he asks you to fuck his problems away, he'd also be happy to do the same for you, when both of you are too tired, its riding and moaning for eachother.)

academic rivals with minho, both of you can't seem to control yourselves with the pettiness, the insults and the competitiveness (eventually it climaxes into hushed hate sex in a library-gagged with his boxers, his harsh words and brutal movements making you cry. might eventually develop into something more between the two of you.)

music major changbin, who confidently says that he'll make it big one day and hopes that you'll continue to be his number 1 fan (in the process of making certain tracks-he records your moans to use for his song as he fucks up into you, experimenting with the difference in sounds you make when he's choking you, or gurgling on his cock.)

art student and hopeless romantic hyunjin, constantly making small doodles of him and you that he passes in class, maling the cutest sticky notes that he leaves around in your stuff. (sometimes, you wake up covered in hyunjin's cum and writing on your body as he takes a picture, inspiration for his drawings, with consent ofc.)

perv bestfriend and roommate jisung, who constantly jerks off everyday to his perverted thoughts of you, and is even shameless enough to whisper the most sinful things in your ear while studying in a library, brushing it off as jisung just joking around and hiding the bulge in your pants... until one day something makes him snap. (he knows by now that you're aware of how serious he is when he "jokes" about how submissive and breedable you are for him, evidenced by you turning quiet when he touches you. so one night he pounces on you and forces you to admit all of the fantasies you'd been having about him, determined to make all of his perverted thoughts come true.)

fratboy felix, who despite the reputation of his frathouse, is an absolute sweetheart that bakes you treats and remind you to drink water. (except in the bedroom, where his heavy accent and a behavior fit for a stereotypical fratboy shine through, cocky and vulgar as he pushes you down the mattress.)

tutor seungmin who makes sure you don't fail and teaches in ways that help you understand easier, patient and loving as he doesn't wanna make you feel bad for not picking up as fast as others. (sometimes however, he punishes you to remind you to take it seriously, cockwarming him while wearing a cockring as you get spanked for every question you get wrong.)

fashionista jeongin, who makes sure both of you still look cute in matching outfits despite pulling dreadful all nighters (his annoying smirk in the morning whenever he see's you limping on the way to class due to him deciding that fucking you was way better than studying for an upcoming exam, even thinking of the marks he left on you as a compliment to your outfit.)

no need to add much to this one, just some nice thoughts to daydream about 😈🤧👀💕

dun dun dun I'm here— drained but still alive and kicking!

;-; my overachiever ass cannot live without those numbers i hate it tbh🥲

Ooh, im answering this first and hopefully the rest tomorrow cuz my bin fic is done so i got a rest day to answer asks! tomorrow-

Bottom / Switch Chan agenda is always welcome, and knowing college chan would always be sleep-deprived lazy sex is the way to go– passionate nights rarely come and go but when it does expect a ride (literally) or ofc expect to drive (literally) he is so my soul animal

I definitely see it, like the rivalness is not unnoticed but Minho definitely does it to push your buttons for his amusement, hate sex (maybe even battle for dominance but we know who'll win those) degradation and humiliation is the specialties here and somehow everyone is on the minho gagging reader with his boxers agenda and im all for it cuz its so hot.

Definitely a music major, in one of his projects not so innocent noises were added to it but of course blended well with the music- ehem. Changbin would definitely fuck you while playing one of his originals as well as concert dates are common— oh and speciality is loud fucking and hair pulling.

Yes! Art major hyunjin and another thing to note is that he would love to try painting you while your chained up and crying with a vibrator up the ass— he finds beauty in cruelty sometimes and sometimes he would paint you then fuck you after his nude painting of you — speciality is wax play suprisingly loves your grunts as he pours melting candle wax over your skin

Perv Jisung (the best jisung trope wbk) as your best friend with pining along with consistent sexual innuendos ! I would see him loving talking dirty into your ear everywhere— his speciality is exhibitionism (probably into threesomes too) and he loves watching you shy against his advances

The innocent frat boy who controls the frat house secretly— Felix Navidad will definitely love to give you treats cuz he would work in a bakery nearby for students and because of that he fucks you on the bathroom of the bakery while being the most smug, cocky bitch on the planet is he absolutely destroys you- of courss being the fratboy he is — his main speciality is ding ding- breeding— cuz he keeps you full in more ways than his baked goods

Ah Seungmin, the star of the skz college aus (its a truth that im spreading) Mans being your tutor as well as running for valedictorian— so yes he teaches you stuff, bending you over and thrusting into you for every question you get wrong and do not even ask him to copy or to cheat cuz his punishments are the worst— strict to you and even more stricter to your studies though he loves to fuck you dumb- Speciality is Punishment, cant have naughty students and failing students that tutors because of his reputation on his slate-

Fashion major Jeongin shining through huehue– on top of making different clothes that are tailor made– he loves making you beg as he fingers you while getting measurements professionally- expect him to make you wear amazing clothes but at the same time not too revealing or drool worthy cuz Jeongin does not want anyone else to steal you from him- behind those dimples lie a demon. Speciality of course is Marking as those marks contribute to your style , his words not mine-

[rocket-sith]

Issued a challenge. 😈

Oh Tuuuuuuummmmblerrrrr. My darling. My sweetheart. COME. AT. ME. Your insightful analysis is requested.

Observe, if you will, the horrifyingly scandalous header image shockingly pictured below:

✅ A team of villains antiheroes so amazing, so beloved, so endearingly hilarious, and so beautifully queer-coded they managed to flip the entire script so hard they got two whole generations of IRL humans to question gender norms instead of automatically equating gender norm breakage to be be a telltale sign of villainy.

✅ A happily smiling space kitty who's proudly sporting ace and aro stripes.

✅ A Shocked Pikachu Face... from Meowth. Aro-Ace Space Kitty over here must've had some god-tier tea to spill about all those silly allos.

✅ A header that's either a crude joke, a bad pun, or a top secret plan to thwart Order 66 by having the Jedi engage in lots of shameless puppy play at Lothal Pride.

✅ Photographic evidence that the dude who smoked Jessie in a bikini contest cuz he had better boobs also arguably looks better than she does in a split-front crop top.

✅ Philosophical question regarding Meowth: Power bottom, bratty sub, or actual Dom to J&J? (Can Meowth even learn Submission or nah?)

✅ Philosophical question regarding pillowbiting: Okay, I honestly don't know who the pillowbiter is, but is Wobbuffet the pillow?

✅ Game mechanics question: If Wob (psychic type) is indeed the pillow, and Meowth uses Bite (dark attack), can Wob activate Destiny Bond and make them both go down together?

C'MON, TUMBLR, STEP IT UP. I DEMAND ANSWERS. The aro-ace space kitty who is now giving all of us a healthy dose of side-eye demands answers too.

tumblr removed my header which was literally just this image

[mysticalsadgirl]

😈🙄👄🤡💲🙋💍✅(some of these might not be questions)

Indeed the 🙄👄 and 💍 aren't on the list but I'll answer what I can

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

Generally, no. If anything I've done the opposite, like had something planned and then chose not to do it. The closest I've done is some cockblocking moments.

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

There are soooo many because I feel like humour is extremely important to me. I think one that comes to mind is the "How do I know if it's wet?" Exchange with Johnny and Jessica

💲 Would you ever open commissions?

I almost did but I get worried about privacy/sharing information online. Maybe one day I'll set up a specific email address to use Kofi on lol

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

Kind of? Not anyone I'm currently in contact with. In chronological order, a few of my high school friends, a girl I went to uni with and my 2023 Summer/Autumn mental health counselor

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Legs. I recently realised I'm a leg woman so a lot of my fic will have characters admiring legs- Daniel and Lottie, I have basically written odes to their legs. There's probably other stuff but "we don't have time to unpack all of that"

[star-puff]

ok here i am Again w a submission … so i think suga and yams would be Drawn to the Sweet Girl Surface … not to say they wouldnt like the rest of you but thats the thing that catches their attention!!! they see the like …… controlled chaos ykwim? suga would rlly vibe w it and tho yams is more controlled than chaos i think hed also appreciate the capital-F Flavor 😈💯 take him to flavortown, guy fieri 🗣🗣

another person i rlly see is shirabu (but would you like him Back ….) . i think he likes people who are competent and have Standards for what they consider quality work so i think that he would be kinda Interested 🙈 you bond over bitching over the other ppl in the group project and it turns into a friendship that goes Beyond the grade…only problem is hes um . kinda looking forward to your texts now and he doesnt know what to do.

i typed this whole thing abt suguru out but it was kinda incoherent so heres me trying again: its kinda like . dependent on which side he shows you . bc theres the part of him thats willing to do Whatever It Takes to win and is kind of um . An Asshole but its kind of that shirabu type where he knows you in a diff light than the Sweet Girl Surface . a quiet rivalry as you duke it out for being top of the class (a quick look at the wiki says hes in class 6 so you know he has A Brain) and its kinda like begrudging respect (and perhaps 👁 the realization that You’re Not So Different After All)

but if he Does know you as The Sweet Girl its different. my god is it different. you know the way he acts w mika …. the Good Boyfriend Suguru ….. even tho theres a panel where they go out to eat and she tells him she KNOWS hes a slimy bastard NSKDFSD i think if he isnt competing w you hes trying real hard to woo you …… if i were you id let him idk 🙈🙈 the grass jelly lookin kinda good tonite idk idk 🙈🙈🙈🙈

and finally its a bit situational but i do see makki 😈😈 the hard part is befriending him to the point where the Surface Layers you both have get peeled away but i think once they do theres a lot of laughter to be had …. its good times with good energy and Yes . bonding over shared opinions (and complaints)

this is obnoxiously long but i hope . i have answered the question 

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nsdflksdf ARI YOU NEVER DISAPPOINT . ok let’s go through this one by one shall we .

suga and yams - I’M STILL CRYING OVER  “take him to flavortown, guy fieri 🗣🗣”. BUT SECOND OF ALL. this one actually . fits so well . i indeed radiate Controlled Chaos energy esp underneath the Sweet Girl exterior . i think i would send suga a keysmash and he just Knew that there was more than what it seems in Meg Town

shirabu - shirabu…sorry babe maybe after timeskip since you’re a doctor and i think my parents would be happy about that but! not with that 2am quarantine haircut 💔 But Yeah . bitching over groupmates does seem like my MO LMAO. we’d be doing a group project and we’d decide to split up the slides for like, 2 per person, but Shirabu’s and mine are the only ones that actually look good and not 1) 5 words max on a slide or 2) a copy-pasted wikipedia article. but he’s prbly gonna be left as an ig mutual only once our project is over 💔 maybe a convo every other month 💔💔 but he was a great groupmate and companion 😀👍

suguru - oh my god rivals to lovers . but onesided . honestly though i feel like . if it’s any class regarding Language (aka syntax, spelling, the objectively correct subjects) i would be So Competitive. like, obnoxiously competitive SDLFKD, but we would definitely have a Rivalry going on . (i’m going to pretend for a quick min that i’m Not a dumbass in regards to academics but its For The Scenario .) AND NSDLFKSDF i cannot see myself acting as the Sweet Girl to suguru . i just can’t. he’s the type i would shade nonstop to my friends i just know it . rivalry it is 🤝🤝🤝🤝   

makki - MAKKI 🔊🔊🔊🔊🔊 i think the same too. like if we Somehow got close enough to text daily i think we would vibe very well . i feel like we share the same sense of humor too SLFKS like. just make fun of Everything & not take life Too seriously. yeah . sigh. i just want a makki to liven up my day is that so much to ask 💔

[brummiereader]

Oh I'm sorry you had a rough start to the day hun 😩😘. I hope you're feeling a bit better, my messages are always open if you want to talk 🤗.

Thank you so much! I still wanted to add in little signs that he was slowly losing his patience, which was harder than i thought, because I had to be really subtle about it, and his been rather full on with mis crazyness for the past 8 chapters.

I think it was a bit of both. He saw that when he was actually nice to his wife she would give him love back, but Tommy being Tommy couldn't keep it up. He demands everything all at once. Yeh it definitely made their intimate moment more intense for him, for the first time she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He's really trying, but I think he would have just shot the thawn if she wouldn't have insisted 😳.

Yep it all started with the dress, this time he had to shut his mouth though😂.

THE BASTARD indeed! He knew what he was doing and I'm pretty sure he heard Y/N tell him to pull out 😡. EXACTLY!! He knows that if she gets pregnant with his child she will never leave. Yep, he became so obsessed with her in France that when he got back he tracked her down. He's had his eye on her for a long time. The sedatives will be explained better in the last chapter, but it's for sure just a form of control by him. He's nut Shark 😂 that's why he keeps doing these things, I dont understand half of what he's doing and I'm writing it 😅. Yeh he found out at the Garrison by one of his men that had been watching Y/N, but he's confused because the lady Y/N saw in London also offers advice for women not wanting to get pregnant 😬. I'm scared for her too when he figures out she's carrying his child!

Aww thank you Shark! She's honestly so much fun to write ❤️. Aww I'm glad I did her justice, I honestly loved writing this part, in face I wrote it before writing anything else 😂. I tried to find a really creepy version of the song on YouTube to link but couldn't 😩, I guess parents don't want to give their children nightmares 🙄😂. Aw that's really sweet that you used to sing it with your dad ❤️! I honestly feel like Heaven and Arthur are both trolling Tommy in this scene 😂. I couldn't finish this series without her pissing him off one last time, he deserves it, and Heaven really gets under his skin!

So many questions! And I'm answering none of them 😂😈. Thank you hun, your support has been incredible, I really can't say it enough ❤️❤️!

PREVIOUS PART

Killing Me Softly (PART NINE/ DARK!TOMMY)

Summary: As Tommy continues to try and change for the better, you end up deceiving him by keeping some recently learnt news from his knowledge. How long will you be able to hide your secret before Tommy finds out? And has he truly changed?

Warnings: Language, smut, fluff, angst, psychological mind games, toxic marriage, Dark!Tommy (this is a dark fic, please read the warnings before continuing)

Authors note: There will be another little cameo from my lovely mutual @call-sign-shark OC, Heaven in this chapter. The song Heaven teaches Y/N is a french nursery rhyme called "Dans sa maison un grand cerf". I can't recommend you enough to go and check out her amazing series "Heaven in You Eyes" the last chapter had me in tears!

"Hey you" Tommy said with a smile on his face as you lifted your head from his chest.

" Hi" you replied moving in closer to press your lips to his as his hand gently held onto the side of your head. "Have you been watching me sleep Tommy?" You giggled pulling away as you rested both your arms on his stomach looking up at him through your lashes.

" You caught me" he smiled as he brushed the hair from your face tucking it behind your ear, his fingers lingering on your cheek. "Beautiful" he said as his thumb traced along you jaw line taking in your delicate features.

" Even in the morning?" You flirted, as you rubbed small circles on his chest with the tip of your finger.

"Even the morning" he repeated with a smile, his mouth slightly agape as his thumb came down to gently brush across your bottom lip. Leaning forward Tommy cupped the back of your head as he pressed his lips to yours, his other hand gently stroking up and down your back as your tongues quickly intertwined in a passionate embrace.

" Y/N..." Tommy moaned your name, lifting your leg over his waist as he pushed his body into your hips, the heat rapidly rising within him, all self-control he once had quickly fading.

" Tommy maybe we should..."

"...Stop" he said reluctantly pulling away as you nodded, biting you bottom lip feeling guilty you had spurred him on.

" Ok" he replied clearing his throat as you dropped your leg from his waist, gingerly looking back at him as he pulled the covers over his body. You had both been taking things slow ever since the night Tommy got shot, the night he promised you change. And things had change. Over the past four weeks Tommy had done everything he possibly could to redeem himself. You had given him a second chance, and as the days passed Tommy had proven to you that his words were genuine, he wanted to be a better man. The only question now was, would it last?

" What time are you leaving for work?" You asked as you got up heading to the bathroom, closing your dressing gown around you as Tommy watched you walk away, his fingers tracing over the bed sheets where you had been sleeping.

"Nine" he said sitting up, brushing his hand down his face as he watched you walk in and out of his view from the bedroom.

" I was...erh, thinking" he said standing up, making his way over to you. " Why dont you come into the city with me. After i'm done with some business we can go into town for lunch" he suggested as he lit a cigarette leaning against the door frame, his eyes following your reflection in the mirror as you got dressed.

"Thomas Shelby are you peaking?" you coyed with a playful smile as you poked your head around the door, covering your upper body with your arm.

"Can you blame me?" he replied, a cheeky grin dancing on his lips as he moved his head to look around the door still restricting his view.

" Tommy..." you affectionately warned holding the door closer to your body as he relented and stepped back. " I'm supposed to be meeting Ada to pick out a dress today" you called out as you sat on the edge of bath pulling your stockings up, clasping them to the suspenders around your waist.

" A dress?" he questioned taking a drag of his cigarette as he walked over to sit on the end of the bed. Resting his arms on his knees Tommy rubbed the cigarette between his thumb and forefinger as he looked down at the ground, biting his inner cheek as he mulled over his thoughts. Walking out the bathroom now fully dressed you made your way over to your husband placing yourself between his knees, your arms wrapped around his neck as his hands came up the side of your legs, caressing small circles into your waist.

"For Polly's birthday party, remember?" you replied, as your fingers stroked the back of his neck sending a shiver of goosebumps down his body.

" Let me take you instead, hm? " he asked standing up as you giggled in response, swaying your hips in his hands as his fingers spread across your waist, settling deeper into the light fabric of your skirt.

" You want to come dress shopping with me?"

" What? You don't want your husband's help eh? he smiled as you bit your bottom lip, playfully toying out your response.

" Ok then, but no complaining" you answered as your hands moved up his arms coming to rest on his shoulders.

" Not a word" he replied as he placed a tender kiss to your lips, his hands pulling you closer as you leant into his strong hold around you, unable to stop the smile forming on the corners of your mouth. You was happy, finally.

You had spent most of the morning in the offices, talking to the receptionists whilst you waited for Tommy to finish. You couldn't escape the playful teasing of how besotted your husband was with you from the women in the room each time Tommy left his office to check on you between meetings. Every glance he would send your way, every smile that played on his lips when you looked at him through the glass of his office window made you feel like a giddy teenager again, wanting to spend every minute with him, a far cry from a few months ago.

"Then force her" he said brushing his hand down his face irritated by the conversation he was having with the other person on the phone. Quietly walking into his office Tommy sent you a smile, watching you walk around the room as you eyes skimmed over all the various books and ornaments adorning his office shelf. " Get it done, else I'll come down there and make them take it myself" he said slamming the phone down, leaning back in his chair as looked down at the the small piece of green paper in front of him.

" Who was that?" You asked as you sat between his legs on the edge of his office desk.

" Just business sweetheart" he said rubbing his hands up and down your thighs as he watched your eyes curiously dart to the piece of paper next to him.

"Sounded serious"

" It was. But nothing for you to worry about" he replied as he stood up placing the note in his jacket pocket. Cupping your cheeks in his hands, Tommy pressed his lips to yours. " Been wanting to do that all morning" he said as he pulled away.

" Then why didn't you?" You asked standing up, straightening out his tie.

" Can't have the ladies thinking I'm anymore besotted with you than I already am, can I? He said as a smiled creased the corners of his mouth.

" You heard?" You said, feeling the heat rise in your face as your cheeks blushed in embarrassment at the thought of Tommy overhearing a bunch of women gossiping.

" Everything" he chuckled as he took your hand leading you to the door. " Come on, let's go find you that dress"

It had been almost an hour since you and Tommy entered the dress shop in downtown Birmingham, the most expensive one in the city, he had insisted. Standing up Tommy walked over to the shop window taking a drag of his cigarette as he took out his pocket watch, clearing his throat as his eyes widened at how long you had been in there.

" Jesus..." he said quietly as he placed his watch back into his tailored waist coat.

" I'm sorry" you apologised putting your hands on his shoulders, stroking down his back as he turned around to face you. "She's gone to get a dress from storage" you said as he looked down at you.

" No wonder you ladies come in twos" he chuckled as he brushed his hand down your arm whilst you looked back at all the gowns lying on top of the counter. "I'm afraid I won't be much help darling" he said, unable to hold back his smile at the frustrated expression on your face.

" I just...I don't like any of them. Maybe I should just borrow one of Ada's" you said looking around the shop as you bit the corner of your lip.

" Come on, let's go have a look" he said taking your hand as he led you over to a rack of evening gowns." This one's nice " he said pulling out a black gown.

" Ohh um, yeh it's lovely" you said as you tilted your head at the gown in his hand. High neckline, short sleeves with a lace finish. A dress more suited for a woman your mother's age.

" Oh no no no Mr Shelby" the seller said walking over with another gown under her arm, quickly putting back the one in Tommy's hand. " A woman as beautiful as your wife should be wearing a gown to match" she divulged as she showed you the one in her hand.

"Ohh wow" you said brushing your hand over it, your face lighting up at the silver sequinned dress now in front of you "Tommy?" You questioned, looking back to your husband as he reached his hand out, moving his thumb along the low cleavage.

" Nobody will be able to take their eyes off her" the seller insisted pulling out the hem of the dress as the sun beamed through the windows, reflecting off each small silver sequin sewn into it. Clearing his throat Tommy tilted his head as he looked over the dress again his fingers brushing over the thin straps looped through the hanger.

" It's just a dress" you said as you tried to reassure him, noticing how uncomfortable he had become.

" Just a dress..." He repeated as he looked back to you then the owner of the shop. " Whatever my wife wants" he said letting go of the gown placing his cigarette back between his lips.

" Perfect" the owner responded as she walked off to box it up.

" Thank you" you expressed turning to face your husband as you placed your hands on his chest. Taking a drag of his cigarette Tommy looked down at you his eyes lingering on yours until, without saying another word he brushed past you, walking to the counter.

" I'll wear something else for Polly's birthday, I'll take the dress back tomorrow" you said turning to face your husband as you drove back to Arrow House, worried you had pushed him too far.

" You don't like it anymore?"

" I do. You don't like it Tommy" you replied as he let out a sigh, griping the steering wheel tighter.

" I like it Y/N, it's just..." he said as he tried to find the right words. Stopping the car, Tommy turned to face you cupping your cheeks in his hands. " I'm a jealous man darling. I don't like when other men look at you the way they do. I know what they're thinking sweetheart, and it's nothing good"

" Tommy, you're my husband. Let them think what they want, the only man I'm going home with is you, the only man I want is you" you said as you placed a kiss to his lips your hand softly cupping around his jaw. Pulling away you was met with your husband smiling back at you, his eyes glistening at your words of devotion and loyalty.

" Right, let's get back home eh?" he said with a proud grin on his face as something in the corner of your eye grabbed your attention.

" Oh god, Tommy look! The poor thing" You said as he was about to start the car when you opened the door and jumped out.

"Y/N! " Tommy shouted as he opened the drivers side door, running our after you. " Y/N, stop!" He yelled as he caught up to you grabbing you by the arm, pulling you into him as you was about to step into a pond at the side of the road.

" Tommy we need to help it!" you said as you looked up at him then back to the small fawn caught in the fencing on the opposite side of the water.

" Don't ever run off like that again!" Tommy shouted breathlessly, holding your back firmly in his hand as panic over took him, his grip on you tightening.

" I'm sorry...i'm sorry" you sobbed looking up at him as your hands rested on his chest, his heart rapidly beating under your fingers. Running his hand down his mouth Tommy looked over to the trapped animal then around the pond in front of him.

" We can't help it Y/N" he said as he started to remove his gun from its holster.

" Tommy no, wait!" You pleaded as you grabbed his hand lowering the gun." I'll go through the pond to get to it "

" It's too dangerous, we don't know how deep it is " he said as he raised his gun again.

" Please Tommy, it's just a baby" you replied as you looked back to the small animal and it's mother watching on from within the tree line. Looking down at you Tommy let out a sigh as he put his gun back into its holster.

" The things I do for you, eh" he gave in as he took his jacket, holster and pocket watch off handing them to you. " Stay there " he commanded as he rolled his shirt sleeves up, placing his pocket knife between his teeth as he waded into the water.

You watched on as Tommy reached the opposite side of the bank, slowly approaching the small fawn trapped within the fencing. Taking his knife, Tommy started cutting around the wire fencing loosening the animal free." I did that for her bloody benefit not yours, go on" he muttered under his breath as he lightly tapped the side of the animal, watching it run off back into the forest. Relief washing over you, you watched as your husband made his way back through the water, a small giggle escaping your lips when he nearly slipped on the rocks below him.

"That funny, eh?" He said as he approached the edge of the pond with his hand out for you to help him up.

" I'm sorry I couldn't help it...Tommy no!" You screamed as he pulled you in with him, both of you crashing into the water together as you held onto him.

" Look at me! " you said standing up, brushing your hands down your soaking clothes, the sound of Tommy laughing only angering you more.

" I'm looking sweetheart" he flirted as he looked down at your drenched clothes hugging tightly against your body. Playfully hitting his chest you bit your bottom lip as you too looked down at his strong body visible through his soaked shirt.

" Come on, c'mere " he said wrapping his arms around your waist as he pressed a kiss to your lips, the heat quickly rising within you both as your tongues brushed against eachother, desire coursing through your bodies.

Stumbling through the bedroom door your hands were all other one another, lips desperately clinging onto each other.

" You sure?" Tommy said breathlessly pulling away as he looked down at you. Nodding you crashed your lips back onto his, both of you frantically removing each others wet clothing as he walked you backwards to the bed.

" Fuck Y/N..." Tommy groaned as he pushed his hard length into you, scrunching his eyes shut at the feeling of your warm heat engulfing him. " I've missed you" he moaned into the side of your face as his hand brushed over your nipple cupping your breast in his palm.

" I've missed you too" you said just as he caught your lips again, brushing his tongue over yours as he rocked himself into you.

" Tommy..." you moaned his name as his hand came up to cup your cheek, his eyes never once leaving yours as he watched your face flush in pleasure. " I love you" you confessed as he urgently pressed his lips back onto yours, a surge of electricity coursing through his body at the three words he had been so desperate to hear freely leave your lips.

" I love you too, I love you so fucking much" he said with his lips still on yours, his movements quickening as you whined and moaned desperately into eachother mouths, unable to hold back the rising heat within yourselves.

" Don't stop, I'm so close" you cried out as you arched your back up, grinding your hips along to his rhythm. With one more thrust into you, Tommy sent you over the edge as you clung to his body, moaning his name as the pleasure he brought you to ran through your body. The sight of you coming undone had Tommy approach is release quicker than he could handle.

"Ohh fuck! Y/N...i'm gonna cum..." he moaned in lagged breaths as he grabbed hold of your waist looking down at himself moving in and out of you, your wetness coating his throbbing length.

"Tommy wait, pull out!" you told him as you pushed down on his shoulders. So enthralled in his own pleasure your words went ignored as Tommy resisted your movements, grunting as he took your hands, pinning them above your head, releasing his arousal into you with a loud primal groan. Coming down from his high Tommy's grip on your wrists loosened as he finally looked down at you. Beads of sweat clung to his face as he furrowed his brow in confusion, his eyes searching yours for an explanation.

"Tommy?" You said as you reached your hand up to his cheek, the sudden change of expression on his face unnerving you. Pushing your hand away Tommy pulled out of you as he looked down at his release spilling out of you onto the bed sheets.

" Don't want my child then?" he said as laid down beside you, resting his forearm across his head.

" I do Tommy, I do" you assured him as you turned to face.

" Can't bring yourself to carry my baby inside of you, is that it?" he scoffed as he clenched his jaw refusing to meet your eyes.

" What...no, its not like that at all. I want to have a child with you Tommy, I do. But we've only just gotten to a good place. I just want it to be the two of us for a while" you said as you mentally scolded yourself for not being more open with him about the subject. " Please, don't be like this, I'm sorry ok. I love you" you said moving yourself closer to him, your chest resting on his. Sighing Tommy turned to face you as his hand came up to play with the hair loosely framing your face.

" I want you to bare my children Y/N. But I'll wait, ok? He said as he held firmly onto your chin. "I'll wait until you're ready" nodding you nervously looked up at him as his thumb started to dig into your skin.

" I'm just gonna go clean..."

" No. Stay with me"

" But..."

" Nobody gets pregnant just like that darling, plus it's a little too late to do anything about it" Tommy chuckled as he pulled you down back into his chest. " You're tired, come on let's sleep" he said as he settled further into the bed his arm gripping tightly around you.

One month later...

"Darling we need to leave" Tommy called out from the foyer, as you stood up from the toilet having just thrown up the contents of your stomach.

" I'm coming" you said pushing the strands of hair away from your face as you approached the sink, bringing a handful of water to your lips. Looking at your self in the mirror you straightened out your dress, as your hand nervously came to rest over your stomach, tears threatening to escape your eyes at the predicament you had found yourself in. You wasn't ready for this, you hadn't even told Tommy about the little secret you had been hiding from him for the past week. You had contemplated going to a doctor, in the hopes he would refute your suspicions but Tommy knew every doctor in the county. Instead you got hold of an address of a woman who lived in London. A midwife that also gave help and advice to women who wanted to prevent pregnancy and terminate it, help she offered you when she confirmed your pregnancy after a simple examination. How long could you keep this from him? And why hadn't you told him? As the questions relentlessly rang in your ears, you kept coming to the same answer, you was scared. Scared he would slip into his old ways, that his cruel torment would return. Now carrying his child, the fear only magnified. Shaking off the unpleasant thoughts you opened your bedroom door and made way down the stairs, your hand brushing along the banister as Tommy turned around to look at you.

" So how do I look?"

" Beautiful Y/N, you're beautiful" he said brushing his thumb down your cheek as he looked you over, his eyes glancing down at your exposed cleavage.

" It's not too much?"

" No, no" he said as he pinched his bottom lip, his eyes lingering on yours until you closed the gap between you, pressing a small kiss to his lips.

"Shall we go?" You said linking you arm with his as you leaned into his strong frame.

" Bring my car around" Tommy said looking to one of the young servants dutifully waiting by the door.

"Yes Mr Shelby. Good evening Mrs Shelby" he smiled nodding to you as he walked off. Scoffing Tommy watched as the young man walked outside, his jaw quickly tightening. Did he just look down your cleavage? Tommy brooded as paranoia slowly overtook him, his patience hanging on by a thread.

" It's cold outside" Tommy said picking up your fur shawl from behind you, placing it around your shoulders as he brought the front together. Smiling up to him you clutched the shawl around you as you both stepped out the house.

" Look at my wife like that one more time, and I'll make sure you never see again" Tommy quietly warned the young man as he took the car keys from him, his hand firmly digging into his shoulder.

"Mr Shelby I didn't..."

"Tommy we're gonna be late" you called as you sat in the car waiting for him.

" Coming darling" he said letting go, his eyes darkening as he stared the young servant down one last time.

Polly's party was in full swing, half of small heath was crammed into the small pub for the celebration, a celebration Polly refused to call a birthday party. Arthur had to coax her into simply blowing out her birthday candles. All hopes of her celebrating her birthday were finally lost when her Arthur started giving a drunken speech on her behalf, which she and everyone else stopped listening to after the first word. Sitting down next to Polly, Ada and Heaven you slowly sipped on the champagne in your hand, feeling its effect already.

" You look happy" Polly said turning to face you, a lit cigarette in her fingers as she nodded in the direction of her nephew sitting at the bar.

" We are Polly" you said loudly over the music looking over to your husband, butterflies filling your stomach as he sent a smile your way. "He's really trying, it's not like before" you added as you raised the glass black to your lips, giggling as the bubbles ran down your throat.

" Hm" she hummed as she looked you over then back to Tommy. " The offer still stands love" she said looking into your eyes, her hand resting in yours as you scrunched your brow in confusion. "Right, I'm gonna go find myself a man for the night " she announced to you all as she stood up leaving the table, Ada and Heaven unable to stop the giggles leaving their lips at Polly's bluntness. Grabbing another glass of champagne you quietly sat there, as you mulled over your thoughts. Why would Polly say that? Did she think Tommy was being ingenuine? As you continued to drink your worries away, one of your husband's men approached him, whispering in his ear whilst he handed him a piece of paper, Tommy's eyes instantly darting to you, his jaw tightening at the the words entering his ear. Folding the paper in half Tommy placed it in his suit pocket as he dismissed the man standing beside him. Turning his head down to the whisky glass in his hand Tommy swirled the amber liquid around in a circle as he looked to you through hooded eyes, his teeth grinding down on eachother. He was angry, but most of all confused at the news he had just been given.

" Tommy Tommy, fucking hell you gotta see this" Arthur said laughing as he walked over to his brother putting his arm around his shoulder.

" What is it Arthur?" Tommy said his mood now soured by the information he had received.

" It's Y/N shes bloody singing" Arthur snickered, quickly covering his mouth as he looked at the unamused expression on his brothers face.

" What?" Tommy said as Arthur walked with him to your table.

" Heavens been teaching her a French song, something about a rabbit and a dear...i don't fucking know"

" Tommy!" you smiled as he approached the table, taking in your drunken state, his fingers pinching his brow as frustration mounted within him. "I've been learning French, listen"

" Y/N..." Tommy huffed, irritated by the whole situation.

" Cerf, cerf ouvre-moi ou le ( Dear dear open up, or the )..." you started to sing as you looked to Heaven, forgetting the next word.

"Chasseur (Hunter)" Heaven said taking a sip of her red wine looking at Tommy above the glass as a smirk played on her lips.

" Chasseur me tuera, lapin, lapin entre et vien, me serrer le main (Hunter will kill me, rabbit rabbit come on in, won't you shake my hand)" you giggled as Tommy's eyes quickly darted to Heaven's piercing into him. You may not have understood the lyrics but Tommy certainly did. Now glaring back at the white haired woman Tommy gripped the back of your chair, as anger began to boil within him.

" Does is sound familiar Thomas?" She said as she gracefully placed one arm over the other, a smile on her lips as she tilted her head, waiting for a response.

" Is my angel up to no good, ay?" Arthur chuckled as leant down, nuzzling a kiss into her neck.

" Y/N up, come on. You're drunk" Tommy said ignoring everyone as he lifted you up out of the chair by your arm, his eyes darting back to Heaven whose expression had quickly changed from amusement to anger.

" How much have you had to drink?" He asked as he took you to one side.

" Only a few glasses. Dance with me Tommy, like we used to do when we were young" you said wrapping your arms around his neck as you began to sway your hips. With Heavens blatant attempt to anger him Tommy's patience was wearing thin, he was seconds from snapping.

" Y/N" Tommy said as he held onto your waist stopping your movements.

"Mmm? You responded as you played with the back of his neck, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

" Are you hiding something from me?"

" What?..no" You replied letting go of his neck finally paying him attention, the fuzzy feeling of the champagne inhibiting any notion to what Tommy could be referring to. Sighing through his nose Tommy brought his hand up to your cheek his thumb resting under your chin as his eyes glanced down to your stomach then back at you.

" We'll talk about it tomorrow" he said looking around the room as he cleared his throat ." Let's go home, you need to rest"

It was the middle of the night when you woke up nuzzled into Tommy's side, his arm tightly wrapped around you. Looking up you watched as his eyes flickered under his eyelids whilst your fingers gently stroked over the scar of his gunshot wound, the memories of the day suddenly flooding back, the day he almost died. Leaning up you pressed a kiss to his cheek, as a surge of love ran through you. You loved him, you really did, and you yet you were lying to him. You knew how much he wanted children, and here you was cruelly keeping the information from him that you was already carrying his child, the guilt was becoming too much. Sitting up you gently placed his arm down onto the bed as you grabbed your night gown. Quietly closing the door behind you, you made you way downstairs, sleep had evaded you and your thoughts had taken over, you needed a distraction. Walking into Tommy's office you turned on one of the small lights as you eyed up the shelf in front of you filled with books. Pulling one off the shelf you walked around Tommy's desk, sitting down in the large leather chair in front of it. A smile graced your lips as you turned your head to see a framed picture of you and Tommy on your wedding day. Darting your eyes back to the book in your hand, your brow scrunched as you turned in your chair once again, facing his desk and the black book sitting in front of the photo frame, the green piece of paper you saw Tommy putting in his pocket all those weeks ago poking out of it. Leaning forward you looked to the door then back at the book as you bit your bottom lip. Curiosity getting the better of you, you reached your hand out, sliding it to you as you looked at the door one last time. Pulling the piece of paper out your brow quickly furrowed at the small writing within the pages of the notebook as you tried to make sense of what the dates and times jotted down meant. " What the hell is this? you muttered to yourself as you quickly flicked through the pages until you got to the last one when your eyes widened in shock.

"10th November 1926. Lunch with Ada at the Midland Hotel. Arrived 12h39 left 14h10" it was dated from a week ago, the day you and Ada had gone into Birmingham for the afternoon. He had been following you. Suddenly feeling sick your hand came up to your mouth as panic quickly built within you. Tears started to well in your eyes as you flicked through more of the pages..." 8th November 1926. Seen leaving the corner shop on Watery Lane at 9h56, 29th October 1927. Seen talking to a man leaving the company offices at 11h56, 28th October 1926...27th, 26th, 25th...The only gap between dates was when you had ran away three months ago. Swallowing harshly you turned to the first page, "18th November 1918. Left for the market with her mother at 8h30". He had been following you since his return from France. Tears now streaming down your face, you closed the book pushing it away from you, the green piece of paper still in your hand. Shaking your head you brushed the tears from you face as you opened the small note, a gasp leaving your lips in horror at what was written. It was a prescription for Propallylonalper, in brackets...(sedative), two doses per day prescribed not to Tommy but to your very own mother.

" Y/N?" You heard Tommy call from the bottom of the stairs. Frantically wiping the tears from your eyes you folded up the piece of paper sliding it within the pages of the book, placing it back in front of your wedding photo " Darling, what are you doing down here?" he said walking into his office as you looked up at him, trying to force a smile out.

" I couldn't sleep" you said as you stood up turning away to wipe the relentless flow of tears falling down your face.

" Are you crying?" He asked approaching you as you stumbled over to the window, your legs almost buckling under you." Y/N talk to me" Tommy said concern in his voice as he turned you around.

" I, I was just looking at our wedding picture" you said glancing back it over your shoulder.

" Ok. And it's that bad it made you cry " he chuckled as he pushed your hair from your face.

" No its...we've come so far" you said as you looked down at the floor, your fingers nervously pulling at eachother.

" Come on sweetheart let's go back to bed, you need to rest. We have a lot to talk about tomorrow" Tommy said pressing a kiss to your forehead bringing you into his arms, when his eyes darted to the black book on his desk. That was no how he left it. Letting go Tommy stared down at you, his jaw clenching as anger started to quickly build within him.

" I'll be up in a minute" Tommy said as he watched you leave the room. " Ohh sweetheart, why did you have to go and ruin everything" Tommy chuckled darkly under his breath as he adjusted the position of his book. Sitting back in his chair, Tommy lit a cigarette, exhaling the fumes up to the ceiling as a wicked grin formed on his lips, his eyes darkening as a mischievous glint shone in the corner of his irises.

He was back. Had he even left?

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Hello :))) I love your Sinclair little sister stuff and I was wondering if you could do y/n bringing a guy back home and going up to their bedroom to 😈 but Bo finds out runs up there and stops him being protective, they fight for a little bit and the y/n’s guy goes home but it ends in fluff <333

Hello there, I’m so glad you’re enjoying my work <3 I’m sorry I took so long before answering you but here you are! I hope you’ll enjoy <3

And as usual, if you think you missed any of my work, you can check this out on my masterlist here.

COCKBLOCK 2

Warnings: mention of murders, mention of making out, overprotective and possessive Bo (but he gets better), mention of a fight, argument between reader and Bo, a few strong words, kinda angst/comfort kind of headcanons

Your brothers didn’t know it yet, but you had started to see someone.

Actually, Bo and Vincent were getting suspicious that something was going on because you started to come back home later in the evening and you were always very evasive when they asked you questions.

They really didn’t like it when you weren’t telling them everything, but they couldn’t force you to answer, and Lester was always reminding them you could move out if you were fed up with them.

And it was a threat that was working wonders on them.

They finally got you home; they couldn’t push you away.

And the reason why you weren’t saying anything was because you perfectly remembered how they had acted when you had tried to have some sexual fun with one of the tourists, and you weren’t certain they would be nicer to a non future wax statue actually.

They were overprotective of you, and they wanted the best for you, you knew it.

But it was actually easier to see your lover when you still had a flat, but now you were living with your brothers again, you had to go to his place or at hotels. 

It was fine, of course, but you wished you could bring him home from time to time.

The occasion appeared when Bo had to leave for an errand, and Vincent was busy at the other side of Ambrose, because some statues got destroyed in the last tourist visit.

You were quick to send a message to your lover for him to come. He was more than eager to comply.

You just hoped Lester wouldn’t come by and notice anything.

After you gave your lover all the instructions for him to find Ambrose, you met him outside the house.

It was quite fun to have to sneak him inside your room, but it was also annoying you couldn’t freely live. It was even worse than when your parents were alive and you were a teen.

You were on your bed, kissing and slowly starting to touch each other. His hands were already under your shirt.

But you got interrupted by a phone call. You almost didn’t answer but you saw it was Lester, and you knew better than ignoring your brothers.

“What’s up?” you asked

“‘M sorry” he started, and you could indeed hear the guilt lacing his voice

“What for?” you asked

“Saw a new car close to the house, and thought Bo got it from the last tourists or somethin’ like that, and told him it was in a really good shape for once” he babbled and you groaned

“Great” you mumbled

“Didn’t know ya were bringin’ someone home, or wouldn’t’ve said anythin’” he continued

“Bo’s on his way?” you asked

And you got the answer because you heard the front door being violently opened and then someone running upstairs.

You just had the time to hang up, sit up and put your shirt fully back on. You turned toward your lover with a sad smile.

“If ya don't want to see me again after this, honestly I’d understand. My family is crazy and intense, and I love them as much as I hate them sometimes” you told him and he arched an eyebrow, not too sure to understand what was going on.

Until Bo opened your bedroom door and stared at the two of you with crazed eyes.

“Ya could at least knock on the fuckin’ door” you groaned

You saw several emotions passing through Bo’s face before his attention fully went on your lover.

“Hey ya, what do ya think ya’re doin’ with my baby sister?” he finally said as he walked to him.

You instantly placed yourself between the two of them, trying to prevent them from fighting and being two idiots.

Bo was such a dead man for reacting that way, but you were doing your best to stay calm for the moment. You were disappointed in him even though you knew he would react that way.

You really didn’t know why you came back leaving at Ambrose.

“Look, Y/N invited me to come over. And I believe she lives here now, so I don’t see why I couldn’t be there” your lover said

“Oh but Y/N perfectly knows why” Bo replied and sent you a look promising you were going to have a discussion later on.

“Really, darling, I don’t understand why you came back there if it’s for you to be treated that way” your lover commented and you hated how much you agreed.

No need to say Bo felt instant anger rushing through him at such words: he couldn’t stand the idea of you leaving when he finally got you back.

Before you could do anything about it, Bo pushed you away and he hit your lover who fell on the ground

You jumped on Bo before he could start hitting again and you tugged him away

He was trying to get free from you so you said the only thing that could prevent him from attacking your lover again: “Touch him one more time and you’ll never see me again” you threatened and Bo stilled.

You helped your lover to get back on his feet and you helped him go to his car, apologising to him over and over again, tears in your eyes.

You should have known better than asking him to come here.

But he was more worried about you than anything else, asking you why you came back to Ambrose and being concerned Bo was abusing you.

You tried to explain to him that you loved your brothers, and they loved you back with everything they had and that they would never hurt you. They would rather die than lay a finger on you.

Bo was just too protective for your own good, and maybe you should have presented your lover to him before trying to sneak him inside your room.

But you promised to both of you, you were going to have a discussion with Bo about what happened and you would force him to be better.

Or you would truly leave, and you would never go back to living at Ambrose.

Your brothers needed to be aware it was the only chance you were giving them, and if it wasn’t working, you would find another flat away from them and only came back sometimes, as rarely as possible.

You watched your lover go, quite upset.

Actually, you even regretted not agreeing to leave with him, but you knew it would have made things even worse.

You sighed and went back inside the house; Bo was waiting for you, quite pissed at you.

“What the fuck was that?” he asked you and you crossed your arms on your chest

“Just invited my boyfriend over” you replied “I thought I was allowed to… ya know since I live here” you added

“Oh ‘cause ya have a boyfriend now” he grumbled

“Ya’re my brother, ya ain’t allowed to be possessive over me” you sternly said

“Ain’t knowin’ him. Ya never talked ‘bout him before either, and I found him in your bed, how I’m supposed to react, hmm?” he argued back “And what if he had come in the middle of a hunt?” he asked again

“I didn’t say anythin’ ‘bout him ‘cause I knew you’d be a dick ‘bout it” you replied “and it was quiet, so I thought it’d be fine” you continued

“Oh ‘m bein’ a dick now? ‘M just tryin’ to protect ya here, so don’t be so ungrateful”

“I never asked ya anythin’!”

“Oh yeah, then why did ya come back home?”

“That’s a good question, I really don’t know what I expected when I came back here to be honest” you mumbled as you looked away.

Bo was about to add something, anger rising even more because your words stabbed him in the heart, when Vincent opened the front door and you both fell silent. Vincent could feel the tension between the two of you so he asked you what was going on. You shrugged.

“Nothin’, just clearly made a mistake” you hummed as you were about to go upstairs, defeated.

But both the twins reached for your wrist.

Bo wasn’t stupid; he knew you weren’t talking about having brought your lover home. And Vincent knew your body language well enough to guess what you were thinking as well.

You turned around. “What?”

“Ya really like him?” Bo asked and you were surprised by the sudden change of attitude.

“Yes” you simply said, not sure where it was leading anymore.

“Then invite him to come at dinner” he said and you stared at him in disbelief.

“What did ya say?” you asked, to make sure you understand well before frowning “ya ain’t plannin’ on kilin’ him, right?” you sighted.

“No. But I will if he ever treats ya badly” he replied

You could tell he was really trying for you in that moment, because he didn’t want you to regret to live with him and Vincent.

“So, ya wanna properly meet him?”

“Not really, but I guess I’d feel betta ‘bout him if I see more of him”

“And ya won’t beat him?”

“No…”

“And ya’ll agree for him to sleep here?”

“No, please, no desire to hear my baby sister fuckin’ a guy” he grumbled and you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing at that.

You stepped closer to hug him and he wrapped his arms around you, before kissing the top of your head

“Fair enough” you hummed “Tonight?” you asked as you looked up at him and Bo nodded. You knew he was agreeing before he could think more about it and refuse.

“But you bake dessert” he told you and you nodded

“Sure thin’” you happily smiled before turning your attention toward Vincent, and you kissed his cheek.

“I don’t want ya to regret livin’ here, but don’t bring strangers home” Bo tried to compromise and you could guess Lester had long conversations with the twins for them to not push you away because of their overprotectiveness, their possessiveness and their controlling behaviour.

Love made them dangerous, but mostly because it made them feel vulnerable.

Especially when it was about you.

“’M sorry ‘bout that” you said and he shrugged

“Probably shouldn’t’ve hit him” he recognised

“Be careful, Bo, I could almost hear an apology” you teased him and it relaxed him, and Vincent as well; if you were teasing him it meant you weren’t mad at him anymore or thinking about leaving.

“Of course, ya can warn him he’ll be questioned to make sure he is suitable for ya” he added and you rolled your eyes at him

“Bo”

“What? I wanna the best for my baby sister, that’s all. And ya can’t stop me”

And you knew that.

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