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A LunaTic and Her Gunn (Part 117 2xs2) "Internet Thangs"

Colson and Luna pull up to The Chateau Marmont. Colson steps out first, handing his keys to the valet. As another man approaches Luna's door he puts his hand up to stop him. Walking around, he'd rather open His Girl's door himself. Slipping out of the SUV, the somewhat notorious couple manages to walk inside, hand in hand without being bothered.

"Why are we here?" A slightly drunk and totally confused Luna asks.

"They usually film in NY, out here they book where we want. Ash or Jackie must've chose The Chateau... I'm not sure who booked this one." He shrugs out his answers as he leads her to room 29.

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Inside the room looks nothing like the hotel Luna's used to. Everything is draped in black sheets. It actually makes the tragic landmark a bit more gloomier, which Luna didn't think was possible.

"Hey, Colson! How are you?" Sean the host greets him. "This must be Luna, it's such a pleasure." He grins as he stretches his arm out.

"Thank you for having us." Luna accepts his hand warmly, still not knowing what the fuck Colson has gotten her into; all she knows is that there's supposed to be wings and she's starving.

"We're all set up. Make yourselves comfortable and we'll start in 10... Sound good?" Sean confirms to Colson's nod and Luna's look of uncertainty; this is Colson's third time, Luna's never have I ever.

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"Welcome to Hot Ones, Everybody!" Sean greets the camera. "We've got a special couple's edition here today with some self proclaimed Bad Things. I'm talking with Machine Gun Kelly and if you don't mind my saying so, his STUNNING girlfriend THAT Brooklyn Bitch. They're both ruling the charts with their hit single Bad Things along with other collaborations like I Think I'm Okay and Nightmare." Sean now turns to them directly. "Guys, I've gotta admit, I've seen the music video, caught your performances on SNL, Ellen and GMA... Not a stalker but I might've also peeped a couple hot Insta pics and stories of you two... I have to say, they do not do justice to the amount of tattoos and bad assery, I don't know if that's a word but I'm making it one... That comes along with the two of you in person. Just looking at the you, I wanna peirce my nose, buy a fender and find a hardcore chick to rule The World with!" He laughs nervously as Luna gives him an weird look; in her drunken mind, he's an odd, little man.

"Do it! Live the dream, my Dude!" Colson encourages him with a chuckle.

"Don't tempt me, I just might." Sean wishes. "Okay, so lemme give Brooklyn a little insight... We've got ten wings. Ten types of hot sauce raising in intensity with each wing... And one question to go with each wing and sauce." The host explains.

"Wait, what?" There's that magic sentence again as Luna hears how each wing is contingent upon a question. "You told me hot wings... You didn't say anything about questions." Luna raises her eyebrows at Colson.

"Ten wings. Ten questions. Come on, we got this, Kitten." Colson sinks a firm kiss onto Luna's cheek.

"Not the way you eat fucking wings." Luna lowly snarks for only Colson to hear with an obviously unamused tone; she doesn't like to be blindsided.

"Okay, Round One... One wing, one hot sauce, one question. Beware they get hotter as we go. Don't worry though, we've got your water and your milk that you can refill at anytime." Sean begins to start them off.

"Hold on... Wait. What? What is milk and water? Are you... Are you children?" Luna slightly stutters in disgust. "If I'm gonna do this, I'm gonna enjoy it. Fuck this ballsack shit, lemme get a beer. Please." Luna asserts while finding herself asking the same stupid fucking question AGAIN as she tries to reel herself in.

"Fucking MILK??? Who the FUUUUUCK... Ugh... Shut up, Loons. Get your beer, eat your chicken, let Colson answer whatever questions and roll on." She tries to calm down and mentally prepare herself for who knows what besides chicken and beer. "They are REALLY trying to ruin two of my favorite things though." Luna can't help but still complain to herself, thinking of how much she HATES interviews.

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Colson can't help but laugh at her. He knew today was gonna take a lot of patience and persuading, considering Luna's great love for interviews and all things The Internet. He's surprised she's held up this well so far. "SHIT!! I hope either Ash or Jackie screened these FUCKING questions." Colson's heart suddenly begins to panic.

"Heineken, please." The sound of Luna's voice breaks Colson's thoughts as he focuses on the secretive smile on her face.

"Alright, Penny Lane." He teases her as he squeezes her thigh and tries to drop a kiss on her lips.

"Unh Unh... Luna Smith, motherfucker." She declares with a slur as she ducks just out of his reach; reminding him of the first time he tried to kiss her.

Giving him a playful eye, she let's him pull her into his lap. Luna runs her fingertips along Colson's jawline as he dips his tongue inside of her willing mouth, lightly dancing together until he breaks away to only hold her by the lips; hands firm upon her ass as always. There's a sweet, sensualness to them as love and other emotions rush between their beings by just their kiss on the lips. Colson wraps his arms around Luna, both sighing upon his release as they rest forehead to forehead. Intimate words are exchanged between the two of them until Sean interrupts them after grabbing Luna a few beers. EVERYTHING being caught by the cameras. Slightly intoxicated, Luna doesn't even think to be aware of them like a fucking dumbass.

"Alright... Round One... Now complete with water, milk and beer." Sean rubs his hands together with a chuckle.

"Thank you." Luna lifts her beer graciously to his smiling nod.

"Starting us off, we've got Hot One's classic sauce. It's our garlic fresno edition so critique away." He suggests as they all bite into a leg.

Colson takes one bite. Luna's eating the fuck out of her chicken wing as always. Then dude starts asking questions and ruins everything.

"You two are getting married in like two weeks so I'm assuming you live together... How do you guys typically start your day off?" He is easily the most awkward interviewer Luna has ever encountered.

"We do." Colson answers after he swallows his bite; looking over at Luna whose still munching away, her chicken filled nod agrees with him for the moment. "We usually start the day by fucking and getting stoned. One or the other or both together. It don't matter which order as long as their together. Back to back. Fucking and stoning. Stoning and fucking." Colson clarifies himself as Luna almost snorts her beer and Sean tries to compose himself.

"I fucking love him." Luna's soul shines for Colson.

"Round Two... This is a shawarma sauce by Dawson's. Little spicier but not much." The host leads.

Colson takes one bite as expected. Luna's chilling. Eating fucking chicken. She can't talk if she has a mouth full of chicken.

"You've got this new album out, Hotel Diablo... What would you say is the most personal song on it?" Sean asks as he takes a sip of his milk.

"Glass House." Colson answers lowly; Luna hands him her beer, only slightly happy her mouth is preoccupied by delicious meat.

"Next we got Goat Rider by Angry Goat Company... " Sean begins to describe the next sauce.

"They should call Em that... " Luna says lowly as she looks up at Colson and tries to contain herself; his smirk only encourages her. "Because he's the angriest little GOAT of them all." She says in a tiny, childlike voice; it's Colson's fault she couldn't help herself as she dips her face into his chest to hide her giggles; he's just as bad as he covers her head and his own laughter with his arm crooked around her.

"God Damn, I fucking love her." Colson's heart glows with amusement from his Kitten's sense of humor.

"Hey... Hey... Hey... No secret conversations. Hot wings and questions." The host tries to redirect them.

"Alright, super chicken man." Luna announces as she comes out of her hiding spot. "What's next?" She asks as she grabs her third wing and chomps into it.

"Are you guys REALLY getting married at ESTFest?" He asks as Colson almost chokes on his chicken.

"Need some milk?" Luna asks sarcastically with a full mouth.

"Fuck you." Colson coughs out as he sips the milk. Luna almost chokes on her own chicken as she laughs at him. "See, that's what you get. Asshole." He calls her out after handing her, her beer and making sure she'll live.

"So ESTFest... ?" Sean goes on to remind them.

"Yeah... " Colson nods after he collects himself also. "During ModSun's set."

"What?" Luna asks Sean directly when he won't stop looking at her for an answer. "You see the ring." Luna wiggles her sparkling left finger in the air. "ACTUALLY... I got two." She grins like a spoiled little girl as she extends her right hand out. "THIS one is my favorite... " Luna declares as she admires it herself before she leans back against Colson, staring up at him with THAT One Look as she plays with one of her most prized possession.

"Is that a guitar string?" Sean asks with pure wonder.

"Is that the fourth question?" Luna asks with a teasing charm as she holds her hands together towards her chest, just underneath her chin.

"I like that you play hard ball." Sean chuckles nervously as he wags his finger at her, not wanting to let this question go. "I'll trade it in for Round Four's question as long as it's a two part answer." He bargains.

"Mmmm... Nope. Two questions. Two answers. Two chickens." Luna's unwilling to budge.

"Fine... Is it a guitar string?" He asks again with a tinge of disappointment but still wanting to know.

"Yes." Luna nods her head proudly as she answers and presents her hand back towards him again so he can fully study the work of love.

"Wow. That's really neat the way the wire is twisted around to reinforce itself." He observes in admiration. "Where did it come from? EXACTLY." He reframes the question.

"We were On Tour in Pittsburgh and Colson sporadically proposed to me in his dressing room after The Show. He made it with one of the strings off the guitar he'd used that night within like 20mins." Luna sweetly admits as she thinks back to those private moments.

"I just wanna say, for the record, One... The guitar that string came off of goes everywhere with me now. Has ever since... Actually I don't think I've used another electric since that night." Colson looks over at Luna, who shakes her head to agree with him that he hasn't. "And Two... I had that rock for a few weeks but my dumbass left it behind when we hit The Road." Colson points out.

"Annnnnnnnd I love them both." Luna coos as she pecks Colson on the side of the mouth. "Now can I see why this goat is so angry?" She asks as she shoots him a grin and grabs her chicken leg.

"Alright, where are we at?" The host struggles to regain control of his show.

"We're at you owe me another hot wing because we gave you two answers." Luna reminds him of their deal as she splashes the sauce from the next bottle in line onto her fifth tiny drumstick. "You want any?" She asks Colson as she reaches over.

"Ahhh... Just a bit." He groans.

"You know Imma tell Slim all about this later tonight, right?" She chortles at him lightly.

"I fucking hate you." Colson chuckles at a munching ass Luna while he reaches for her beer.

"So... Round Six?" Sean asks as he weakly throws his hands up to their nods. "We've got Scorpion from the Heartbeat Hot Sauce Co. Now we're climbing up the ladder guys but Brooklyn, you've eaten all of each of your wings. The only other person to do this is Shia Labeouf. Think you can you keep up?" He asks her as if it's a test.

"This motherfucker is DUMB." Colson snickers to himself at the idea of anyone challenging Luna.

"Hold up, I have some questions. First off... What do you mean only one other person has eaten all their wings? What the fuck do they do with 'em?" She asks, feeling kinda offended by the lack of chicken respect on this Internet Thang that Colson has her involved in.

"Most guests usually take a small bite of each wing." He explains to Luna's look of horror.

"Why did you ask me if I can keep up? Did you run out of chicken and beer?" She genuinely asks around the sexist insult to his head shake.

"She's such a fucking bitch." Colson thinks in amusement as he watches Luna. She is his favorite person in The World, especially when it comes to her level of IDGAF.

"Okay then, let's eat and answer questions." Sean simply requests as he takes a healthy bite. "What's the craziest thing you two have done together?" He asks once he's swallowed.

Colson takes a drink from the beer he's now sharing with Luna, mentally refusing to sip anything else after she made fun of him. His insides are dying. Luna's having the time of her life like she's the Abba Queen of hot wings as she wipes her mouth after fucking up her latest victim. Both of them are on totally different waves lengths but when their eyes meet for the question anything drops away and everything makes sense.

"The craziest thing I've ever done with Luna is fall in love with her almost 10yrs ago simply by her presence and smile." Colson grins as he looks down for a moment. "I think I might've even described it once as a cosmic boner." Colson lightly laughs to himself as he looks up into Luna's welling eyes and they lightly giggle together at the reality of their love; she covers her mouth to slightly to muffle her happy whimpers.

"Yeeaaah... We've done some crazy shit but none of our foolish antics compare to the risk that we're taking by starting a life together." Luna answers sincerely as her breath catches and her eyes never leave Colson's.

"More wings for Round Seven?" The host interrupts their intimacy again.

"Round Seven." The couple agrees before nodding studiously at each other and focusing on their wings.

"Round Seven we have Bourbon Habenero Ghost from Hellfire Detroit. Let's give it a go." He suggests as they each take a bite. "Best song on Hotel Diablo?" Sean hits them with a rapid fire question.

"AHHHHH... Fuck!! THAT'S hot!! Ahhhh... Ahhh... Bad Things!" Colson shouts out his answer as he stands up and begins waving his bandana around.

Sean heads directly for the milk after one full bite, chew and swallow. Luna eats the whole wing. Then finishes her beer.

"Aww... Bunny." Luna coos with a smile as she lightly giggles and sucks her teeth. "Don't listen to him, he's hot sauce dumb right now. Col, get some milk... " She advises as she hands him the glass. "Hotel Diablo is bigger than just ONE great song." Luna air quotes. "It's a whole concept from beginning to end. I won't say which song I think is the best but I think when a song that is not only number on the Alternative charts but also number two in POP with a major lyric that stands alone about hurting oneself... " Luna's voice begins to quiver. "Than that means to me that millions of people are responding to and resonating with a certain kind of painful feeling... " Luna starts to become visibly emotional as she continues to speak. "And I think it's important to pay attention to that point because it's incredibly concerning that so many individuals in our society obviously relate in some kind of vulnerable way to the words of this song but we don't talk about ANY it. It's time to change our question. It's not what is the best song. It should be WHY is this the best song." Luna has tears rolling down her cheeks as she looks down in her lap to let them drop silently, leaving both men speechless.

"Holy fuck... I never thought of it that way." Colson stares at her while holding the empty glass of milk before making his way over to comfort her.

"Are you guys ready for Round Eight?" Sean gently asks as he sits back down with them after Luna's had a chance to pull herself together.

"Yeah, Man. We got this." Colson answers as he squeezes Luna's thigh.

"Okay... Round Eight... We got Beyond Insanity by Da Bomb and a direct question for Brooklyn. We ready? Bite!" Sean declares skipping his own wing to ask Luna the question mid chew. "Why won't you proclaim your birth name publicly?"

"What the FUCK was that?" Colson's bewildered by the question presented to Luna as he holds tight of her thigh and drops his wing as she speaks. "Just know I'm here, Kitten." Is all he can think as he stares daggers into Sean and Luna cooly rips the host a new asshole.

"Do you know my birth name?" Luna asks as she slows down her chewing and stares through the stupid host. "Because I don't. It's not Luna Smith if that what you're suggesting. That's my legal name. Not my birth name. You should really do your research before you ask your guests personal questions... Or at least have them worded correctly." Luna advises icily as she finishes her wing. "We ready for Round Nine?" Luna asks loudly with an annoyed tone as she drops the chicken bone onto her full plate.

"Yeah. Let's do it." Sean continues uncomfortably. "This is called Chipotle Express and it's by PuckerButt Pepper Co... We may be rising in heat but we're gonna take it down a smidge in the questions... I know you've collaborated a few times but do you guys think you'll ever do anything like a full album or project together?" Sean asks as he bites into his wing.

For the first time Luna doesn't use her love of food as an excuse not speak. "That's probably the best question you've asked yet." She compliments Sean finally as she looks over at Colson's own turning wheels before choosing to explain. "Because it's the first one that I don't have an answer to because I never heard the question."

"I think what she's trying to say is as natural of a next move that you may think making an entire album together may be... It never occurred to either of us until the moment you presented the question... " Colson turns his head to stare at Luna with a loving smile; both knowing that they're sharing almost the same thought. "And now I can't stop thinking of all the other thousands of things we could create together. So thank you." Colson and Luna turn away from each other for a moment to look at Sean with gratitude.

"Do you guys believe in soulmates?" He asks his final question while caught up in the loving feelings between the couple.

"Yes."

"No."

Colson and Luna answer at the same time but with different responses. Different ideals. Different expectations.

"What do you mean no?" He asks her with furrowed eyebrows.

"I don't. I believe in true love but I don't believe that we're only destined to love one person. I think different people are supposed to come into our lives at different points for different reasons for different amounts of time. If that wasn't my truth than I would've never been able to fall in love with you after Justin." Luna explains her logic to him as if they're the only two in the hotel room.

Colson's silent for a moment. Totally hating Sean and his hot wings. ESPECIALLY hating his stupid fucking questions. Deeply contemplating what Luna just said.

"But you do, MGK?" Sean asks him directly, interrupting his thoughts.

"Yeah. I believe I found my soulmate... And if not, I'll have her as my wife." He smiles coyly, never taking his eyes off of Luna as she watches him with adoration.

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"What were your other questions?" Luna inquisitively asks Sean after they wrap up taping.

"Oh! Uh... What do you think married life will look like for you guys and do you think you'll ever have kids?" He responds, slightly caught off guard.

"Life won't change." Luna smiles. "We're gonna keep on creating, traveling and being kind to The World as for... "

"You ready, Kitten?" Colson interrupts them as he slips his arm around Luna's waist. "Thanks again, Man." He acknowledges Sean before leading Luna away.

"We already have one... But maybe another one day." Luna answers his second question over her shoulder with a twinkle in her eye.

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"Where are we going now?" Luna giggles into Colson's ear as he carries her piggyback style up a slight hill.

"You've shown me a lot of cool things, now it's my turn." He answers her as he gently sets her down in the evening glow of the dipping sun. "Here, lemme get that blanket." He asks of her as he takes the schoolbag from off of Luna's back. Stretching it out, he reaches for her once he sits down. "Lay with me, please?" He requests.

"Where are we?" Luna asks as she curls up next to his body.

"Just wait." Colson gently instructs as he lights a blunt.

On a quiet hill somewhere in LA, Colson and Luna snuggle up together in the warm summer's air as the sun falls off the edge of The Earth. The night's sky slowly creeping around them. Luna's breath catches in her chest as she takes in Colson's surprise. It's a WHOLE sky filled with stars.

"I knew you'd appreciate this." He smiles to himself as he kisses the top of her head.

"It's so beautiful... How did you ever find this?" She asks in amazement.

"Mod showed me one night when we were tripping. It's the ONLY place you can see the stars out here." Colson breathes in deeply as he pulls her closer.

They lay together pointing out what they think are different constellations. Debating what's a satellite and what's a star. Luna drawing out Orion's Belt as Colson shows her where he believes to be The Big and Little Dipper are.

"So you really don't believe in soulmates?" Colson asks Luna again under the cosmic sky.

"No. Not one. I believe we're destined to love who we love... And I love you, Bunny. What's the difference?" She asks him.

"I don't know... I guess I find the whole idea of belonging to one person to be comforting and romantic. It's like having a predestined home." The idealistic yet hurt little boy inside of him answers.

"Oh, Bunny... " Luna purrs as she snuggles closer to him. "I am your home. Forever. Married, not married. Soulmates, not soulmates. I know a lot of shit but there's not much I'm sure of." Luna admits. "I am sure that I've loved since I saw you but that I wasn't meant to truly meet you until I did." She places his hand in the middle of her breasts so he can feel her beating heart. "We are who we are for a reason and right now... Our reason is the only thing that makes sense or matters to me."

Colson grabs her chest with a firm lightness. Holding their feelings tightly inside of his large palm. After a moment he gently rolls his body so that he looms over top of Luna. Staring down at her, he brushes the random stands of hair from her face. Leaning on his forearms, he dips down to kiss her passionately. She runs her fingers along the sides of his face into the back of his hair as she pulls him closer and kisses him firmly.

Their touches are sweet and soft under the star filled sky. They slowly undress each other as their kisses linger on their bare skin. Colson and Luna stare into each other's souls as he fully enters her. Making them both shake from their pure feelings and emotions.

It's not often that Colson and Luna make love. They usually fuck the shit out of each other. Tonight they're not animals. They're intimate lovers, both taking their time. Dropping heartfelt I love yous into each other's ears as they softly pant and moan. Soulmates or not, Luna and Colson are in this shit called Life together. Forever.

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r3b3lgrrrrrrrl · 4 years

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A LunaTic and Her Gunn (Part 117 1xs2) "Internet Thangs"

This is a double request... Luna and Colson on an episode of Hot One's and Worst First's

Sidenote... I'm not tagging anyone anymore. This is one book in a three part series. I'm projecting Book One to be finished in like... High ball... 30 chapters. Duuuuude, I know. It's killing me too. After that I'm only going to publish on Wattpad. It's just easier and I like it better. I hope you continue to read but otherwise thank you for your time 🖤

"Do it! Do it! Do it! Please!! Just to see what she does!" Noah laughs as her and Caroline push Colson towards the kitchen with encouragement.

Luna and Sam are sitting at the large table. Burning joints while talking about Luna's upcoming album and what she's trying to accomplish with it and her own lable. It's a drunken yet serious conversation. Colson walks up to them; placing himself on Luna's right side and perfectly in Noah's lens with his arms held up to the sky.

"Hi, Bunny." Luna coos as she wraps her arm around his waist and draws him closer to her while continuing her conversation; Colson doesn't respond, just stands there with his arms up.

"Rude." Sam comments as Noah silently records them.

Letting him go, Luna looks up at him inquisitively. "Do you feel alright?" She asks their secret question to his silent, smiling lips. Looking Colson up and down, she stands up on her chair. "Do we wanna high five?" She asks another question as she slams both hands into his solid palms with only a wider but refrained grin as his reaction. "Do we need love?" Luna tries something new, confused as she wraps her body around Colson like he's a tree. When she doesn't get his usual response of ass grabbing, she let's his body go and stands back up on the chair; studying him thoroughly. "Okay?" She sighs as she steps off. Pushing the chair aside, she dips down inside of the raggedy white sweater Colson has on, slipping her arms in with his as her head struggles to pop out slightly against his neck. "Hi!" She beams up at him with a tilted chin. "Do we live here now?" She asks innocently as she shares the sweater with Colson.

Unable to hold his composure any longer, Colson bursts out laughing as he wraps himself around Luna. "I fucking love you." He declares while engulfing her.

"I love you too but wait... What the fuck are you doing?" Luna's muffled voice asks from inside of him.

"It's for Tik Tok... " Noah laughs as she comes into the kitchen.

"What?" Luna asks again as she struggles to climb out of Colson and his clothes.

"Yo... How can you know EVERYTHING and nothing at all?" Noah looks at Luna with a questionable pause. "It's an app." She gently informs her.

"Have you NOT met Luna?" Sam snidely remarks.

"WHY... Because I don't like the falseness of The Internet." Luna scoffs as she finally frees herself.

"True." Noah acknowledges Luna's opinion with a shrug. "Can I post this though?" She asks, completely missing the point.

"What? Me being stuck inside Colson's sweater?" Luna asks in disbelief.

"Yeeeeah... It's a challenge thing where you were supposed to take it off of him but it was super fucking cute the way you guys did it." Noah tries to persuade her.

"Wait, what? Why the fuck would that make me wanna take off his sweater?" Luna asks in confused disgust.

"I don't know... Because that's what babies do, I guess? It's just a thing." Noah shrugs again nonchalantly. "So, can I post it?" She grins at them with excitement as she rewatches the video with Caroline and Phem, even the green haired girl can't help but giggle at the couple along with her friends.

Luna sighs and looks at Colson who gives her a slight nod. "Okay... Whatever you guys want." She shakes her head as she catches Sam's disapproving eye while grabbing a cigarette.

Noah posts it immediately. The video goes viral overnight; hitting almost 53M views. People love their celebrity couples; plus Colson and Luna ARE kind of adorable.

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Luna and Colson are both shit fuck wasted by time they finally get to his bedroom. Stumbling around, neither can keep their balance. After drunkenly sliding off the bed, Luna finally gives into gravity and agrees to take her pants off on the floor.

"It works... " She tries to convince Colson who's still struggling in the air.

After a million, high kneed, soldier steps he finally topples over onto her. Falling into her lap as they both giggle like idiots. Colson rests himself heavily against her propped up body as she strokes his cheek. Dizzy and fucked up, their emotions ring louder than ever.

"I love you." Luna smiles down at him.

"I loveLOVE you." Colson grins as he climbs up her body, kissing her on his way up as his weight knocks her unsteady self backwards.

"What'd ya doooo?" Luna laughs from the floor as Colson continues to kiss and crawl all over her.

"I just wanna be on you." He mummers into her neck as he slips his arm around her waist and settles into her body.

"Aww, Bunny." She purrs as she snuggles into his warmth.

The two of them are so drunk that they fall asleep on the floor. Half clothed. Happily wrapped inside each other.

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"How do we always end up on the floor?" Colson groans the next morning as he shifts uncomfortably.

"Because we're fucking animals." Luna yawns as she stretches out.

"I'll show you a fucking animal." Colson husks as he pulls her up to straddle him by her panties. "I like these... They're different from your regular black." He observes of the cheetah print, making his dick grow at the memory of her now infamous coat in the strip club on his birthday.

"Mmm... That's because I'm an animal, Baby... " Luna growls as she grinds against him and kisses his mouth.

Moving her lips to his jaw, they trail with her tongue down to his throat. Kissing it, she sucks on his neck before slightly biting him. Colson pops his head up immediately. Catching Luna's eyes as she gazes up towards him tantalizingly. Her mouth consuming his body as it seeks it's way down below.

Luna hums into Colson's mound of short pubes. Making him twitch and her grin. Slipping her tongue around his base, she teases him as she hums the chords to Fools Rush In while she sucks his cock. Full and steady. Slurping as her tongue glides from his balls to his tip. Ass perking in the air as he enjoys the back of her throat. His left leg tightening and slightly spazzing out as always when he cums. Luna lifts up, rolling her tongue up his shaft in a full circle around to his head again. Wicked smile crossing her dirty face as she licks her lips and swallows his children.

"YOU are a fucking animal." Colson lightly chuckles as he enjoys the sense of euphoria flowing through him.

"The filthiest." Luna smirks as she licks her lips again and climbs up to his mouth.

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Luna and Colson shower with him finally banging her out. The water rains down upon them as they enjoy each other. Colson has Luna bent over to her and his pleasure, fucking her like an animal. It's their morning theme.

"FUUUUUCK... " Is all he can think as he grabs her hips and thrusts into her; mind swirling while he cums again. This time deep inside of her warm pussy.

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Luna and Colson dress and do drugs... Like A Lot. As always. She's way passed 180mgs of Percs and pushing while he's still on his own dangerous tip of Adderall and bumping off of her also. Today, Luna snorts a straight line of 90mg percocets and swallows two 30 XRs for good measure. Colson bumps his own three XRs as usual from the gate and two 30s from Luna. Which seems to have become a common occurrence since they were On Tour; his foot and back pain being her excepting excuse. Luna is incredibly smart but she is also a dumbass bitch sometimes.

Sitting on the bed dressed in a leather top and jean shorts, she studies him. Hands on her hips, her mind drifts to a place no one wants to be. No one at all.

"This is bad... I shouldn't be hitting three at a time... And I don't think he should be hitting 'em at all." Luna worries to herself as Colson snorts his own rows of drugs.

"Oh... We gotta do a Hot Ones today too, Kitten." Colson informs her as he comes up from his own rails.

"A what?" She asks again within a 12hr time span, the words seemingly wanting to become the most common question of her life.

"Don't worry... You'll love it. It's got hot wings." He tries to convince as they head downstairs. "Yo!! We OUT!" He shouts through the slightly moving house as he grabs her hand.

Glancing over her shoulder, their fish's bowl catches her eye. "Do we need to feed Hades and Persephone?" She tries to ask as he pulls her out the door.

"Nah, Jillian's got 'em. Just get in." He reassures her as he opens her door to his Range Rover.

"Okay... " She agrees, thanking him with a kiss to the cheek as she slips in before he pushes her door shut and she leans over to pop his open for him.

"I fucking love you." He grins at the old movie's lesson as he gets in and grabs Luna's jaw for a loving but firm kiss before pulling off.

"Ugh... This MAN." Luna thinks as her heart pounds and intoxicated brain swirls from Colson's touch.

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"Hi, guys!!" Brittany opens the large front door with a huge smile.

"Hey!" Colson greets her with a kiss to the cheek.

"What's up, you fucking Asshole." Luna gives her a SideEye as she warmly hugs Brittany.

"What I do?" She asks as they pull away.

"LUNATIC!!" Tommy shouts as he barrels in and tosses Luna about before letting her go.

"Hi." She can't answer without giggling. "You're a fucking maniac." Luna declares with a laugh once he sets her down.

"Yes, yes I am... And a degenerate too!" Tommy laughs loudly.

"Who said degenerate?" Colson asks throwing his arms around Luna and Tommy.

"I still wanna know why I'm an Asshole." Brittany interrupts them.

"Because man... I told you NO on this shit like a million times and then you got me drinking and on the dance floor and now look at where I'm at!" Luna throws Colson and Tommy off of her as she tosses her arms in the air laughing and she gives Brittany a playful yet slightly annoyed half smile.

"Oooohhhhh, STOP!!! It's gonna be so fucking FUN!!" Brittany explodes with happiness. "Come on, let's get you a beer and set up." She brushes off Luna's complaints as she grabs her hand.

"This is a joint venture, MOTHERFUCKER!!" Luna hollers back at Colson as Brittany drags her away. "And don't forget I didn't wanna do this!!" She warns both him and Tommy.

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"Ladies and Germs; it's your girl, Brittany and we're here for another episode of Worst Firsts. I've got a show for you today that is FREAKING bananas... My husband, the Rockstar, the stud... Tommy Lee is with us. Along with Tommy Lee 2.0, Machine Gun Kelly. He plays my husband in The Dirt on Netflix and if you haven't seen it... You're missing out. We're doing something we've never done before and have his girlfriend, THAT eeeelusive Brooklyn Bitch with us for a couple's episode so it should be interesting to say the least." Brittany opens up The Show.

"Like a pile up on The 405... We all love car crash, right." Luna deadpans as she cuts in. "But definitely check out The Dirt, Mr. Baker over here is hot AS FUUUCK... And he just dropped a new album Hotel Diablo so check that bitch out too." Luna sucks her teeth and grins at him like she's his pimp.

"I fucking love you." Colson laughs at her with a wide grin as he rolls his eyes.

"Awww... listen to the couple's banter between these two. Now, you guys haven't been together that long... " Brittany tries to lead them into an interview.

"No... No... No... No... " Luna stops her. "You know how long we've been together. Don't try to play me. We're here to embarrass the fuck out of ourselves with our friends... Not give you celebrity gossip. Fool." Luna juts her chin out at Brittany with a hard EyeBall and playful smirk.

"I love her but what the FUUUUUCK." Luna tries not to become anymore annoyed than she already is. She hates interviews of any kind.

"You're right... Alright, lay it on me... Worst First anything. Drugs, sex, school, shitting yourself... Anything." Brittany continues finally starting the actual podcast.

"Oooohhhhh God, don't talk about shitting yourself." Colson groans.

"Wait you shat yourself?? Was it OnStage?" Tommy bellows with laughter.

"I mean you know how it is, Man. Warp Tour in the summer, going on at 1P... That's never no good." Colson trails off.

"So did you shit yourself?" Brittany asks intently.

This leads to a 20min discussion on Colson and Tommy's bowl movements On Tour. The conversation naturally flowing into a little antidote regarding Colson's first time trying anal and how he wound up with a turd in his schoolbag. Luna is quietly sipping her beer as she observes the scene she's found herself stuck in.

"Gimme some anal, Loons." Brittany challenges her friend, leading The Boys to giggle like little kids from her choice of words.

"Oh my... FUCK... Are we really doing this?" She slightly pouts to the small room of well known grinning faces.

"Loons don't do anal." Colson puts in his two sense.

"For a reason." Luna cuts back coyly.

"REEEALLLY??" Colson presses her with an amused smile.

"Oooohhhhh shit, Brit... I think we got some tea!" Tommy nudges his silent wife.

"Yeah, Luna. Spill the tea." Colson studies her with a teasing and interested tone.

"Fine." Luna shrugs. "I too was wasted, horny, on my period... And had never tried anal before but was like Fuck It... We live on the edge. No." Luna stops and shakes her head vigorously. "No, we do not live that far out on the edge. We do not. Like you guys were saying before, when you're young or have never done it before or are just stupid and drunk... You don't know how to prep your tiny, little asshole for this new adventure with major things like LUBE." Luna shudders as Tommy cracks up at her adamant mannerisms. "I can't fucking believe I'm about to say this... Ugh... " Luna closes her eyes before continuing. "I think he got MAYBE a millimeter in before I jumped out the bed and ran out of our bedroom crying because... UGH!" Luna pouts as her eyes grow wide and she recounts the moment. "It hurt so fucking bad that I was convinced that he had not only destroyed my insides but that my butthole would never be the same again. I thought I was dying through the ass end. I was LITERALLY so traumatized that I slept in our bathtub WITH the door locked." Luna closes her eyes as she painfully chuckles at the experience and memory of her life with Justin. "So... You... You can definitely keep your mammoth poop cock away from me." Luna snarks at Colson as he bursts out laughing with Tommy and Brittany.

"You ran away from the dick!?!" Tommy bellows.

"I fucking RAN AND HID from That Butt Dick. I don't even care either. I can't do it. I don't like it. I don't want it." Luna declares as Tommy and Colson howl at her.

"Not even the little one?" Colson wiggles his pinky in the air.

"Fuck you. We will NEVER have sex again." Luna threatens with terrorized eyes and a chuckle.

"That one was good but I know you got some stories, Loons. Don't hold out on me. Gimme something NO ONE ELSE can ever compare too." Brittany slightly antagonizes Luna to Tommy and Colson's amusement.

"Alright... You want an original Worst First? How about the time I met The President?" Luna sighs, between the prescription drugs and three beers she's got a solid buzz.

"You met fucking TRUMP!?" Colson scowls at her in disgust.

"Oh, this has gotta be good." Brittany cuts in.

"Noooooo... Fuck. What? No. Obama. Who even are you right now and do you know me?" Luna cocks her eye at her future husband to his slight snort.

"This gonna be REAL fucking good." Tommy agrees with his wife as he leans in.

"You guys know my grandmom and how politically active she is or whatever... So a few years ago, she bought tickets to a charity dinner that was hosted at The White House. We go and it's lovely. Like, I don't know if you appreciate the parts of American history that can be stomached but for what it's worth, The White House is gorgeous. So anyway, my MomMom's talking to The Obama's and waves me over. Okay, cool. I know how to handle Life, right?" Luna jokes before looking over at her friend. "You'll appreciate this, Brit... I had on a beautiful, red custom Mcqueen with sliver, six inch heels. A bitch was hitten'."

"Yeah you were!" Brittany agrees.

"Riiight... Now, you guys know me... I can dance, run, fight, fuck... " She glances at Colson with a playful smile as her hands talk with her. "I can do ANYTHING in a pair of heels. Not this night. As I go to gracefully walk across the dining room, I fucking SLIP. Not only do I slip but I don't fall backwards... So as I go down, I reach out in front of me to grab on to the closest thing to save me. What do you think I grab?" She looks around to their of edge silence. "Only the motherfucking President of the United States of America!!" Luna shouts as all three of them gasp. "Mmmhmmm." Luna nods her head. "It gets better or worse... Whatever this fucking show is. Not only do I pull the greatest president I'VE ever known down onto a dirty floor with me... And this is it." Luna stops and throws her hands up before hiding inside Colson's shoulder for a moment as they all encourage her to continue on. Luna looks up and sighs with her eyes closed before finishing the story. "My fucking face lands directly in his crotch!! Yup. There's me, in ONE OF A KIND, CUSTOM COUTURE on The White House's floor with my head in The President's dick. My grandmother couldn't have been prouder... " Luna lightly chuckles as she shakes her head in embarrassment and her hands continue to fly. "Oh... And to make it more perfect or even worse... I don't fucking know... Guess what I slipped on." Luna slightly whines with a light giggle as she lifts her black painted index finger up.

"Fuck, I don't know... What?" Colson asks, slightly fearful for her while Tommy and Brittany await her answer.

"FUCKING cocktail sauce." Luna states in a monotone.

"Oh. My. God." Brittany utters as her hands cover her mouth and laughter.

"Yooooo!!" That's one of the best things I've ever heard!" Tommy cackles.

Colson can't catch his breath he's laughing so hard; finally composing himself, he looks at her. "So you're sayen' you got some pull down there then, right?" He snarks, making Brittany and Tommy erupt into laughter again.

"I fucking hate you guys. Gimme another fucking beer." Luna complains as she continues to shake her head. "You know what... You want a Worst First? I'll give you two in one shot." Luna taunts them as she swigs her fresh beer. "You might want the option to edit this one out though, Tommy." Luna cocks him a SideEye.

"Awww... Fuck. Whatever it is, I swear it wasn't my fault." He throws his hands up in the air in his defense as he laughs loudly.

"I can't wait to hear this one... " Colson smirks as he tries to keep a straight face and leans forward with his arms crossed.

"Storytime!" Luna hums with a devilish little grin. "So... Do you remember that time you and Pam had me babysit? Fuck, I was young as shit... Only 14... Maybe 15yrs old at the time so Brandon had to be around like 9/10yrs old and Dylan, what? Anywhere between 7/9yrs old, right?" Luna asks.

"Yeah... Something like that." Tommy agrees with a leery uncertainty.

"Don't look at me like that... I warned you and you Fuckers asked for this shit." Luna shakes her painted index finger at him.

"Go on... " He encourages her with a weird testiness to his voice that Luna's never heard before.

"Fine. It goes like this. My grandma calls me asking me to babysit for Tommy and Pam. I don't really do kids... It's a miracle Colson's daughter rocks with me the way she does... Anyway, this is my FIRST time babysitting and it's cool. I know The Boys, they're awesome and sweet. We hang out, swim, play video games, eat... Do whatever. Finally it comes around time to chill." Luna looks around as Colson, Brittany and Tommy are intently listening to her. "So... we pop on some Disney movie... I think it was The Emperor's New Groove... " Luna pauses for a second as she tries to fully remember the experience. "Anyway, Dyl falls asleep but Brando's still kinda chilling and watching. Well, I decide to go look for some ice cream for us. I find it... I ALSO find a gallon sized ziplock bag FILLED with joints! Now, be like 15yrs old with me for a minute... Are you NOT gonna be pumped over a bag of rolled up fucking weed!?!" Luna asks intensely.

"FUCK yeah!! I'd say it turned into the best babysitting job EVER after that!" Colson exclaims.

"You'd think." Luna deadpans as she looks into Tommy's inquisitive face, he thinks he remembers this but he's not sure. "So, I hook Brando up with some ice cream and I go out on the back deck to burn. It's like 8Pish... I'm already a stoner, these are functional human beings, not babies... We should be good... And we are. I smoke one of the joints out back, I'm chillen' watching the trees dance, which I think is weird but not too weird so I'm still grooving. Then Brandon comes out and he's looks a little funny but I figure it's whatever and I'm just baked... Anyway, he's like Hey Loons, movie stopped, Dyl's up can you come back in? Of course, definitely, Buddy... Good thing he walked in first and shut the door because as soon as I stood up I felt like Wendy from Peter Pan and my body WAS NOT ON THE GROUND ANYMORE." Luna is adamantly expressing her story with her hands again.

"Where did you... What did you?" Brittany asks with a horrified tone.

"Dude. I don't know. All I remember is grabbing the chair I was sitting on and using it as a weight to keep myself from floating away while I strategically drug it and myself to the door because I was absolutely SURE I was going to fly away. I remember coming into the house, gripping the wall like an FBI agent... And everything was cool again until I had no more wall." Luna continues with her story with wide eyes as she remembers the feelings of uncertainty.

"What did you do then?" Brittany asks, fully engaged.

"The only thing I could think to do... I crawled over to them while holding onto the fibers of the carpet to keep me on the ground and made Brandon go get us some sheets so I could make a shield to not fly away from them!!" Luna exclaims.

"What the fuck were you on?" Colson asks in shock and disbelief.

"Holy FUCK, I remember that night." Tommy admits with his voice lower than usual. "You guys had the whole living room turned into a crazy ass fort... " He says in amazement as he thinks back. "You know what that was, LunaTic?" He asks her with wide eyes.

"ANGEL DUST." They state in unison, yet different tones; Tommy's amazed and shocked while Luna's is clearly unamused.

"Holy shit!" Colson comments as he connects the dots.

Brittany loses her mind. "Wait, the first time you ever babysat was the first time you ACCIDENTLY did PCP?" She asks as her jaw drops and she stares at Luna.

"Yeup." Luna shrugs. "You wanted a Worst First. In my defense though, who the FUUUUUCK has a gallon bag of dippers in their freezer, the kids were fine and... THAT'S your husband, Boo. Just don't ever let Pam fucking hear this, she'll probably kill us both." Luna snickers as she warns Tommy.

"Yeah, that one's going in the archives!" Tommy bellows. "I can't fucking believe you never told me this!" The bass in his laughter hitting hard again. "Does Brando know?" He asks.

"Yeah... We talked about it a few years ago when we ran into each other during Fashion Week. He knew, Dude... Came right up to me and was like... Now that we're older, what the FUCK was up with you?" Luna laughs at the memory.

"Corrupting the youth and shit." Colson snickers at her.

"Shit... Talk your Homie! I was still the youth at that point... Well, kinda." Luna laughs.

"Damn... Do we really have to pull that, Babe?" Brittany asks Tommy. "THAT was like, the most epic Worst First EVER. It's a twofer and it's got YOOOU... " She trails off as she tries to convince him with kisses.

"Yeah... And an underage Luna watching my kids on drugs. Let's just put a pause on that one till I talk to Pam." He tries to ease his wife, knowing that she hates that name.

Colson goes on to share the first time he was ever stuck in an elevator during an earthquake with Diddy in Vegas. Luna telling the story of the first time she rode her bike in the rain and how it had slipped out from underneath of her during a sharp turn. Dropping the searing tailpipe onto her bare calf. It had hurt like a motherfucker. Neither story is as good as crotch planting Obama, Colson's poop schoolbag or simultaneously getting high on something you think is something else while babysitting for the first time. They round the podcast out with plugs for The Dirt and Hotel Diablo. Brittany and Tommy both thanking them for coming on.

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"Yooooo... I remember that night and that bag." Tommy confides in Luna as he tosses a huge arm around her. "You took more than one, didn't you?" He eyes her with slight suspicion.

"Fuck yeah I did, there were like a hundred... It was for science. I had to figure out what the fuck I had been on and that took some trial and error with multiple different opinions." She laughs out her answer.

"Duuuuude... Brit's gonna want that and I don't know if we can use it." He says with a mix of amusement and concern.

"Should I not have told?" She asks as she looks up at the man she's known for decades.

"Noooooo, no. It was hilarious. I can't wait to get you and Brando together and talk about that shit!" He laughs. "You know how Pammy can manipulate their thoughts and memories though... " He trails off.

"My legit advice? If you wanna use it, let The Boys listen first because it's about them. If they have no problem then fuck Pam. What's she gonna do? Take away your visitation?" Luna tilts her chin towards him as she gives him a sarcastic look.

"You're right... " He sighs while still fearing his Ex. "Great fucking story." He grins as he squeezes her by the shoulder; with the amount of Percocets in her she doesn't feel a thing.

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Luna and Colson share a couple more beers with Tommy and Brittany. Shooting the shit, talking about the new couple's impending numptials and everyone's upcoming trip to Cleveland for ESTFest. Brittany can't wait for the ceremony and Luna's dresses while Tommy gets a little teary eyed over the two young punk's love. He really is a huge softie when it comes to romance.

The couple's exchange their GoodByes. Brittany expressing with overwhelming giddiness how by the next time they're together again Colson and Luna will probably be married. Tommy taking a moment to advise his young friend to cherish it, unlike he did. They both wave from their driveway as Luna and Colson pull off.

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"That was fun, yeah?" Colson asks Luna as he strokes her smooth, tattooed thigh.

"Sure, telling The Internet how you accidently Monica Lewinsky'd yourself in front of hundreds of people is always a good time." Luna scoffs as she lights them a joint.

"I love your description of shit." Colson chuckles as she passes the bone to him and they head to their next Internet Thang.

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To be continued... 1xs2

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When are you gonna update bro?? I need to read about Luna worst first its killing me!!! And I hope that pete and Luna make up soon😖 sorry if I'm rushing you bro the story is so good I cant wait for the updates/ next adventure with mgk and Luna

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YEEEOOOO!!! FIRST AND FOREMOST... THANK YOU FOR READING❣️❣️ I'M epically Tumblr dumb and haven't figured out how to respond to these correctly STILL bUUUt... After I respond... your wish is my command, Boo 🥰 I'll be dropping a new chapter tonight. It's over 8k words and will tackle two request.... Worst First and Hot Ones. I hope you enjoy ❣️ and am sorry it took so long. It's kinda hard to create dialogue for four different ppl and pop off with individual ideas. Please remember in the words of our dear, slightly lost Golden God... This is a marathon. Not a race. Quality over quickness, baby ❤️ It's not about the quick bang bang but that long lasting AHHHHH 😏

#asked and answered #ask me stuff #ask me things #ask #ask me anything #send asks #lunaandcolson #lunasmith #lunatic #mgk fanfic #machine gun kelly #colson baker #mgk smut #not safe for minors #not safe for tumblr #fanfic #submission

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You know what... I still stand by these words HARD almost a YEAR LATER. Kicking out Mod's windshield was unnecessary. The to song Casie reads like a vocal suicide letter. It's not endearing, it's disgusting and heartbreaking. There's a line where he apologizes for not being able to open his eyes the last time they were together (I'm assuming in 2019 when he posted the the fucking mp text to her.) It's heavy. It's wrong. No wonder she suggested an emotional support animal... He's tweeted before that she's his therapist... (Although as of recently she seems to also be his bag caring assistant.) NEITHER ARE HEALTHY (or cool) Dude, she a JUST turned 12yrs old. HE'S NOT HAPPY. HE'S NOT HEALTHY. His dad JUST died and he's got someone telling him to search through electromagnetic waves. From personal experience on that level too; searching is useless and at the rate he's moving he's shoving his grief into a dangerous place. Listen to his FUCKING lyrics. I reposted the one chick's letter bc it was kinder... After last night, I'm back to fuck kindness. WHERE THE FUCK IS YOUR HELP, COLSON? Hunh?

An Open Letter to Colson Baker. Not Machine Gun Kelly:

Yo. My name's not Buck and I ain't here to fuck. I wanna talk to you human to human. Broken soul to broken soul. Addict to addict.

It is incredibly weird to watch someone slowly killing themselves and be mad while you're doing the same. I once asked My Love to only drink a pint a night... Not even for sobriety, just for self control. He chose suicide instead. Now, 2yrs later I can't sleep without my own fifth. Bud doesn't drown the pain the way whiskey does. Dumb and hypocritical, hunh? Just like your shit is dumb and hypocritical right now too.

You wanna be Almost Famous.... Don't be a full Russell... Get back to your roots and find a house with the same lamp as your aunt's. You know what I'm talking about. Just like I'm sure you also know, that you're on some fuck shit right now. Be a fucking William. LOVE music the way you're supposed too. Be kind to women, even if they are BandAids. Respect your fucking self. Respect your daughter. BE TRUE. You don't wanna live this Hollywood Whore life? Don't.

I know you're lost. I get it. I have my own dead people and demons also. I drink that fifth a day to forget the emptiness in his eyes while I beg the universe to give me the courage to commit suicide too. I haven't though and neither have you. We're stronger than that somehow... I don't know why. Maybe bc we're both cockroaches. Either way, we're stronger than that, right? They say fake it till you make it. I'm cockroach, not even a nuclear blast can take me out. But even cockroaches die from drug overdoses.

Before 31yrs old I buried my mother and sister due to domestic violence. Then my baby sister to a heroin overdose. My point being, my family is dead. Your friends are currently dying.... I know how hopelessness feels but you have ONE duty. Survive for your kid. I stand by whatever my crazy drunk ass has said before. Go home. Go home. Go home. Be with your baby and your realness. Find your William. Don't be a Russell. And deff don't be a Kurt. It's not honorable, it's sad. And will rip those who love you apart. Go home. Get the fuck out of LA and off of Insta. You look like an idiot and are so much better then wtf you've been doing. This, coming from a hypocritical drunk who has to figure out what the fuck she did last night, every fucking morning. I don't have kids though.

You're more than welcome to meet up with some real people, eat some pizza and throw some dice. Just whatever you do.... Don't fucking die, Dude. I'm telling you as someone who've watched many blaze out and ultimately have to talk myself out of it everyday.... I don't think it's as peaceful as we dream it to be.

Try taking personal responsibility instead of taking to social media. Choose. Hero or Villain, Motherfucker. Role model or Asshole. With great power, comes great responsibility. Don't be the fucking Peter who holds the elevator door open for your own death. Let it close and enjoy taking your time on the stairs with your daughter.

At the end of the day, your death will hurt us but we'll be okay. Your daughter won't. You don't owe us shit but you do owe her everything. Especially more than a fucking song. I've got dozens of songs from Justin. They don't mean shit and feel like lies when all you want is the person who wrote them for you. Consider that. Dad.

Sincerely,

The Hypocritical Drunk Cunt

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A LunaTic and Her Gunn Requests...

Hey... So I've had a bunch of requests that I'm trying to fill but because my shit is so long I think I may have lost some. Sorry. Like, REALLY, I'm sorry. I have Worst First and Hot Ones that I'm gonna try to hit in the next chapter.... I know there's one for RuPaul's drag show with MF, which honestly IDK how we're gonna work that out fashion wise... There's a few for Ridiculousness, GQ 10 (?) and I have a RS article for them in the works. Someone requested a tattoo by Casie for Luna ❣️🥰❣️ ANNNND... I'm not sure if I'm missing anything after that so if you requested or would like a scene... Drop me a line, please 😁 We're about... IDK how many chapters from the wedding(s)... We still gotta cover Luna AND Casie's birthdays... So maybe 20 or so, don't quote me. I know you hate me. I'm sorry 😩

I have decided to split this into a 3 part series. A LunaTic and Her Gunn, A LunaTic Holding Hands with Her Gunn and A LunaTic and the Kick Back of Her Gunn. The first will end after EstFest... Two things... I will end it happily will only the Smurf cliffhanger if you wanna jump off... BUT... unfortunately I won't be continuing them on Tumblr. I just don't like the way it reads and STILL CAN NOT figure out how to make a MasterList. So, after the last chapter I will post a direct link to Wattpad for easier searching. I'll also upload a link once I start each new book.

Thank you so very much to all who read and who have def jumped to Wattpad. I love and appreciate you 💞 This isn't GoodBye, just a small heads up. And a little sneak peak... Bc 🤤

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Guys I need to get something off of my chest because it’s really bothering me. Please don’t come at me, these are just my genuine thoughts and feelings. It’s gonna be long so bare with me.

Let me start off by saying that I fucking ADORE Colson. I adore him. And that’s why I’m worried about him. Tickets to My Downfall was an incredible album, this is 💯 facts- but this album worries me a lot. This album was HEAVY. Those were real, raw, emotions that he put out into the world. Those emotions, without the help of a therapist, terrify me. Drugs can only numb you for so long. He has latched on to a woman who likes to play “hot and cold” with him and hasn’t even talked about a divorce. Her husband is still very hopeful that they will reconcile once she’s done going through whatever she’s going through right now. Colson has serious mental issues guys, and serious abondonment issues. I just pray to god that she gets a divorce and doesn’t leave him because I’m really scared if she does.. “I sold some tickets to my downfall, I saw friends in the front row” tells me that he knows so many people in his life are fake but he keeps them around. I don’t believe anyone, other than Pete (because I just can’t believe that Pete wouldn’t talk to him about therapy since it’s helped him -and Colson himself has put Pete in rehab to save him), has seriously talked to him about his mental health. His friends love the party Kells so I don’t think they see a problem with it. In “Banyan Tree” Megan says “do you remember the stuff you do with me? I don’t know you’re always so drunk or high”. If she really loved him I just feel like she’d make him go to a rehab or try to get help somehow. And I know it’s not her responsibility, but if I love someone I’m going to make sure they get some kind of help. He needs friends and people in his life that are actually concerned. It’s one thing to be drunk and high for a person with no suicidal tendencies (glass house, lately, etc...), but for someone who does it’s not funny or cool. It’s concerning. “Lonely” gave us a good look into how he actually feels. I know people love to say that he’s so happy now but lyrics do not lie. Kells doesn’t write about fake shit. He’s screaming until his lungs are sore but no one is listening. Everyone is so wrapped up in his relationship and album success that they aren’t hearing him when he has literally said a million times that his smile is fake, he hates himself, he is in pain, he did this album way too soon, everything is just too soon, he is lost (he has stated this multiple times!). And can we please discuss how he had dried blood in his hair for over a day? He doesn’t seem to really be taking care of himself and he doesn’t seem to care at all. He’s explicitly stated that he wears his hair over his face because he hates to look at himself. That’s serious self hate. He hates his laugh, he hates his smile even when they are both so beyond beautiful. Please do not even remind me about “Play This When I’m Gone”. If you can listen to that and not feel any concern then I don’t even know what to say. He has stated many times that he hopes he’s around to see Casie graduate meaning he knows deep down he may not be. He has faced two very important losses this year and it doesnt take a licensed therapist to see how bad those have impacted him. I love his music, I love him as a human being, and that’s why I’m not bashing him by any means, I’m just concerned. I just pray for his safety, self love, and self healing. Colson we love you. You have saved my life more than once and the world needs you.

#truthoftheday #ttmd #mgk #tickets to my downfall #machine gun kelly #colson baker #sad boi vibes

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A LunaTic and Her Gunn (Part 116) "Baby Girl"

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If you made a collage of Luna's life and the influences that have shaped her; it would look like this: Pattie teaching Luna to always be kind but rebel. Gemma showcasing the power of a lie while Jackson and Andy gave her the skills and confidence to defend herself. Justin's love made her creativity blossom in their beginning as Tommy's drew out her ruthless darkness towards their own end. Leaving Janine to be credited for turning Luna into the patient, business savvy criminal she is today.

Luna's known her longer than anyone else in her WHOLE life. Even her own grandmother. Smurf, as Janine is called, pulled robberies with Luna's mother for almost a decade. Running from the late 80s through to 1997, they were bestfriends. Living together, working together, raising their children together. All of them; Andrew, Julia, Craig, Deran and Luna. Luna being the youngest and Izzy's only. Life was good until Luna's mom took a bullet on a bank job. Smurf leaving her behind as they had agreed; if one went down the other was not to stop, one of them always needing to return to the children. Izzy had been sentenced to 25yrs when Luna was only 5yrs old. She had stayed in CA with Smurf until her mother's death in prison only ten days after she had turned 8yrs old.

Pattie had immediately obtained custody of The Little Girl with intentions of moving her to Brooklyn; as far away from Smurf as she could get her. Making the sole mistake of stashing Luna in Charming during the court proceedings. That first summer solidifying many more to come; bringing her to party while wreaking havoc up and down The Coast with Opie and Jackson for almost 10yrs worth of summers.

It was a bright, Thursday morning when Luna had run into Deran and Craig while out surfing during That Event Packed Summer of '06. Immediately recognizing each other, they had excitedly taken her back to an elated Smurf. Her Baby Girl was Home. Luna keeping in contact from then on. It was the first secret she had kept from her grandmother along with her first tattoo. That morning on the beach sparking a long, unknowing fuse.

Luna still finds herself angry and confused by how she had followed every word out of Smurf's mouth like it was the gospel. Relentlessly. Smurf preferring Luna to her own daughter, she had began to turn the 14yr old into her protegé upon her return. Bringing her in on jobs with The Boys, Smurf also taught Luna all the Ins and Outs of Life. From the importance between waiting and knowing how long to sit; to when to wisely strike. That to be successful, she needed a trusted lawyer with a little grit to help buy properties under different names. Along with how to clean money completely undetected. Luna learned it all from Smurf along with sniffing out connections for anything from armory to new identifications to fencing. Luna is the daughter Smurf wanted and created.

The Cody Boys are the closest thing Luna's ever had to brothers besides Opie. Each teaching her his own trade. Deran showing Luna everything from stealing a car in anyway to destroying it in every possible way. Craig teaching her how to build anything from bleach bombs to a timed nail bomb. Andy as Luna calls him or Pope to everyone else, is Luna's favorite and Smurf's most ruthless. Twins with Julia, he's the oldest. Protecting Luna and teaching her how to take a hit and fight back against his sister's violent outbursts towards her growing up. Julia HATING Luna ever since Izzy went away and Smurf started turning everything into a battle between The Girls until she finally shoved Julia away completely. Leaving her son Jay in Smurf's care after her death, he's actually who taught Luna how to figure out her first cellphone. Barry, or Bas, on the other hand is the ONLY one she doesn't get along with. Not being an original Cody and having strong ties to Julia, he hates Luna's relationship with Smurf.

It wasn't until Luna was 21yrs old did she run into Billy, Deran's dad. It was a cold December night in Hell's Kitchen. Luna had been handling some business for Tommy while Billy was looking to score. Feeling bad, she bought him a beer. One beer turned into two which turned into four and so on. Billy couldn't shut the fuck up. At first it had amused Luna to hear stories of The Good 'ol Days. Pattie didn't know her daughter so there were none for her to tell. Smurf only offering up a select few. But Billy... Billy had TONS. Most amusing, some sad. All bad ass. And a picture. One worn out photograph that he kept in his wallet of Smurf and Izzy. Pointing out Luna's mother to her on the right.

Luna had enjoyed herself up until the exact moment THAT magic sentence spilled from his mouth. "I'm surprised you still fuck with Smurf after she had Lizard done in." He had said into his beer before turning to Luna but she was gone. Feeling deaf and lost in the streets of NYC. Between her connections on the East and West Coasts, Luna confirmed Billy's tales before her 22nd birthday. The two bestfriends had, had a falling out. Smurf was afraid Izzy would roll. This came directly from the Old Lady's mouth in Pelican Bay who did it. Told to Luna over a telephone through a glass wall with details that only she would know. Given to her once Luna's payment for The Old Lady's son's defense attorney went through. Luna can still taste metal in her mouth when she thinks back to the conversation. It had broken her heart. Almost causing her to lose her sense of self. But she's strong... And she's smart. Waiting. Bidding her time. Just as Smurf had taught her. Telling no one. Not Tommy. Not Justin. Not Ashley. Not even Sam. No one. Only Colson.

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THAT'S where Luna and Colson are headed. For an unannounced visit. At Smurf's house. To put Colson's loyalty to the test on a beautiful afternoon. And other things.

"So?" Luna asks after a silent moment between the two of them with her eyes still on the road.

"So, I think you need to include some Hush Money in our PreNump." Colson answers her with a cocked lip. Luna turns her head slowly, glaring at him with The Ring of Fire raging wildly inside her eyes as her heart beats inside of her throat. "Kitty!! Kitty! Kitty! Kitty! Kitty! I'M JUST KIDDING!" Colson quickly exclaims as he reaches for her. "Bad joke. Bad, bad joke." He chuckles lightly as he pulls her face over to sprinkle kisses on her cheek.

"I'll fucking kill you too, Motherfucker." Luna let's out with an exasperated pant as she swallows her still pounding heart.

"I'm sorry." He apologizes as he tries not to laugh and begins to stroke her bare thigh while Luna shoots him an annoyed SideEye and hits the joint once more. "Yo... Seriously though. I know you, Loons. I already knew you weren't lettin' her death slide when you first told me about it On Tour, I was just waiting for you to be ready to include in whatever you need me to do." Their blue eyes meet as he squeezes her thigh to comfort her. "So, what are we doing now?" He asks her ready to make moves and finally FULLY understanding why Luna's privacy is so important to her.

"Now is a visit. I've been on The Coast, I'm getting married, it's about to be mine and Deran's birthdays and I miss Smurf." She says, smiling in a way that genuinely intimidates Colson while making his dick throb at the same time as they finally pull into a gated driveway. "Plus, I finally got an in. I need her to see my gunshot wound so she knows it's legit." Luna looks over at Colson. "Long game... Oh... I do need you to do one thing for me though... And this isn't privileged because we're not married yet so you've really got me by the balls if you want me." She cuts him another SideEye with her serious words.

"I'm never gonna live that down am I?" He groans as he rubs his face.

"Nope." Her deep, red lips pop with certainty before turning to the Rover's window, reaching out and tapping the buzzer.

"Whatever. I told you I got you and still do. No matter how deep and whether you believe it or not." He asserts as he pulls her right hand over to kiss it, this time she holds on instead of shaking him off as she announces herself.

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"How'd you know to come!!" An excited Deran scoops Luna up and swings her around in the driveway.

"I didn't... It just worked out." Luna laughs. "Happy birthday." She tells him as she kisses his cheek and he does the same. "Deran, this is my fiancée Colson." Turning to introduce the two.

"You look REAL familiar, Guy." Deran gives him an inquisitive look as Colson stares back at him. "AHHH! I'm just fucking with you." He laughs as he slaps Colson's chest. "I know who you are! Come on... The party's in the back." He gestures throwing his arms around both of their shoulders.

Walking into the backyard is the ultimate party scene. The pool is stocked full with beautiful women lounging by it's side and the tiki bar. A large double barreled bbq grill is cooking away in the corner. It's smoke being matched by the wafting buds in the air as music floats around the enticing aromas that are drenched in alcohol and other substances.

"Look who I found!" Deran shouts as he guides Luna and Colson into the full kitchen.

"Who, Baby?" Smurf hums as she turns around from the sink.

Stopping cold as Luna lowers her eyes with a slight smile before looking up. Smurf stands speechless as their eyes meet. Colson standing steady behind Luna watching both of their reactions.

"Oooohhhhh... It's my Baby Girl." Smurf coos as Luna's soul cringes while walking towards her. The two embrace warmly as Luna's heart hardens a bit more with each breath. "How are you, My Love?" Smurf takes Luna's face in her hands and studies her seriously as Luna grins at her on instinct.

"I'm good." Luna reassures her. "ACTUALLY... I'm getting married." She grins even wider as she pulls back and turns to find Colson.

Sensing his cue, Colson steps forward. Slipping his left arm around Luna waist, he extends his right hand out to introduce himself. Presenting his strong allegiance to her.

"Hi. Colson. Nice to meet you." He says with a warm firmness as he dips his strong hand into Smurf's small one with a dazzling smile.

"Colson, hunh?" She hums as she observes him from top to bottom. "Have you met My Boys yet? Luna's brothers?" She asks with an intimidating spark in her eyes.

"Only Deran so far, Ma'am." Colson answers cautiously while studying her.

"He's my softest so prepare yourself for some fun... " She trails off as she takes her hand back. "BOOOYYYYSSS!!" Being the only word she hollers over her shoulder.

Craig is the first to enter. Sliding her arm around his waist Smurf looks up to greet his tall frame. Turning she nods towards Luna and Colson.

"Baby Girls' getten' married... What do you think?" She cocks her eye at her son.

"Welcome home, Loons." Craig grins as he walks across the room to hug her Hello.

Standing at 6'6 and a solid 350, Craig is much bigger than Colson as he glances down at him. With the look on his face and HIS Girl in his arms, Colson's not too fond of this guy from the gate. Luna can easily feel the tension radiating from him.

"Yo... Welcome, Dude." Craig turns to greet Colson once he sets Luna down. "I'm a huge fan." He admits bashfully. "You wanna roll up or something?"

"Yeah, Man." Colson grins out his answer as he begins to feel a bit more comfortable and Luna feels him loosen up to her relief.

"Holy shit... Luna?" Pope's quiet voice comes into the kitchen as he crosses the room to greet her.

"Andy." Luna grins brightly as they embrace. "Ugh... I missed you." Luna nuzzles into his chest and he squeezes her a bit tighter.

"You okay?" He pulls back with concern when he feels her wince.

Always watching, Smurf notices it too. Not taking her normal copious amount of Percocets, Luna had counted on that. Every action being a part of a well choreographed dance today.

"Yeeeeah... I got into some shit but I think I'm good." Luna nonchalantly brushes him off. "Andy, this Colson. Colson, Andy." She changes the subject as she introduces two of the most important men in her life to each other.

"You called us in for HER?" Bas interrupts them as he enters the kitchen with Jay.

"Nice to see you too, Bar." Luna responds snidely before kissing Jay Hello.

"Yes, I called you in for LUNA. Our Baby Girl's getting married. It's a big fucking deal." Smurf snaps at him.

"She ain't my fucking... " Bas starts to argue back.

"Watch it, Bas." Smurf warns, stopping him immediately.

"You're marrying Luna?" At a stocky 5'11, Pope has to look up to observe Colson.

"Yeah... " Colson answers leerily as Luna hands them both a beer.

"FUCK what that idiot said." He sternly nods towards Bas. "Luna's our baby sister." Pope's tone is low and direct as Deran, Craig and Jay come to stand beside him. "So take care of her or you'll have us to deal with after she fucks you up." Pope slightly smirks with a seriousness to his eyes as he raises his beer. "To Luna and Colson."

"To Luna and Colson." The Boys cheers in agreement as Bas walks out unnoticed.

"Alright, enough with this John Gotti shit." Luna laughs after her brothers accept her upcoming nuptials with a unified clink of their beers. "You need help?" She asks turning to Smurf.

Luna pecks Colson on the cheek before she heads over to help Smurf with the cocktails she's making. Craig promptly dragging Colson outside to get stoned and talk all things EST. Jay and Deran follow behind them as Pope lingers in the kitchen. Slipping off her leather, they both notice the bandage on her left shoulder.

"What's that?" Pope immediately points it out.

"Uhhhmmm... " Luna trails.

"Don't bullshit a bullshitter." Smurf adds her two sense before Luna continues.

"I... Uh... I tried to help a friend and got hit... And hit an ICE agent back." She answers with hesitation, it's all a dance.

"YOU SHOT A FUCKING FED!!" Pope shouts in shock.

"ANDY!" Luna hisses to quiet him down.

"What the FUCK, Luna?" He whispers back with shock and concern.

"It's not like I meant to. He shot first and I reacted. Fuck, you know how it goes." Luna tries to justifiy her actions.

"When did it happen?" Smurf finally speaks.

"About two months ago." Luna sighs.

"No one's looking for you?" She continues to question her.

"No... It was a pretty clean job besides this nonsense." Luna looks over at her shoulder.

"You're okay and you know what to do if you need to get out." Smurf gives Luna the EXACT words she was looking for.

"I am and I do." Luna gives her a grateful smile as she leans over to kiss her cheek.

"Was he with you?" Pope asks with a hint of anger to his voice as he refers to Colson.

"No. He didn't even know what was going on until after." Luna slightly SideSteps him.

"He gonna be able to hold you down, Loons?" Pope asks with a concerned sigh as Smurf hands her the tray of drinks.

"He's got me, Andy." Luna reassures him with a peck to the cheek before she carries them outside.

"What do you think?" He asks his mother as he leans across the counter.

"We'll see." Smurf answers with the devious twinkle in eye that always makes her son nervous.

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Smurf and Izzy were pregnant together with Deran and Luna. Luna being older by only two days. With both birthdays coming up this week The Cody's are at the beginning of Deran's week long celebration. You only turn 27yrs old once.

The music is pumping. The food is delicious. The alcohol is flowing along with an array of different drugs. People are everywhere. In and around the pool. At the tiki bar, lounging on the patio, in the house. Luna and Colson float around the party together comfortably, enjoying the food, drugs and libations. There's few fans but it's not a big deal.

Eventually they find themselves playing dominos with Smurf and an old biker dude named Rick. The cautious woman using this as an opportunity to get a read on Colson. Listening to the story of how they met, they're interrupted by Pope.

"You mind if I steal you?" Pope asks of Luna.

"Uhhm... You know what, yeah. I got a shit hand." She shrugs at him before turning to Colson. "You good?" She asks as she rises.

"Mhm." He nods as she drops a light kiss on his lips.

"Don't fuck with him too much." Luna points at Smurf before crooking her elbow in Pope's and walking away; she knows exactly what this is.

"Yeah, so I don't give a fuck how you met." Smurf states while watching Luna walk away and Colson sets down his dominos. "Rick. Give us a minute." She directs as she sets her elbows in the table and focuses on Colson. "She got hit by a fucking Fed?" Smurf asks with a snarl.

Colson begins to rub the back of his head. "Yeah... " He answers before looking up at her.

"Why the fuck weren't you with her?" She demands with an angry hiss as she leans towards him.

"FUCK. This bitch is scary." Colson can't help but think when her demeanor catches him off guard.

"Uhhh... I didn't know what was going on honestly. She got a phone call early in the morning and was off to NY before I could even put my fucking clothes on. You know how quick Loons moves." He answers as he peers over at the older woman, she's stunning with searing blue and wears her age very well.

"Than you move quicker." Smurf spits out. "You wanna marry her, you better be ready for a whole new WORLD of shit, My Boy. I liked Justin, he was a good kid who loved my Baby Girl but he could never keep up with her. Never protect her the way her brothers have. You meet Op and Jax yet?" Smurf leans back in her chair as she watches Colson's jaw clench.

"Not yet." He tries to say calmly before swigging his beer to ease the whirlwind of emotions raging inside of him, Patti NEVER grilled him like this.

"That's who she was with, hunh?" Smurf scoffs as Colson drinks his beer again. "That's alright, you shouldn't tell me. What you NEED to tell me though is that you ain't gonna get my Baby Girl hurt or caught in ANY way. That you're gonna keep her safe and keep her outta fucking jail. Which means keeping her outta the god damn media." Smurf warns with a nasty scowl as she lights a joint.

"Jesus fucking Christ. Now I see EXACTLY where Luna gets it from." Colson thinking of her evil streak.

"Look, no offense but I'mma tell you like I tell everyone else. Luna's gonna be my wife for one, because she's actually letting me and two, I can't live without her. I would've never let her go to NY if I had known what was truly popping off." Colson leans on to the table now himself. "Cuz trust and believe, I'll do ANYTHING for MY Bitch." His tone direct as his eyes shoot like steel beams into hers; leading a smile to play on her lips.

"Rick! Get over here." Smurf shouts as she passes the joint to Colson.

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Luna and Pope walk around to the front yard. They're quiet for a bit as the sounds of the party drifts around them. Coming up to the old tire swing, they give each other a childish grin. Pope laughs as Luna hops on and he begins to push like he has a million times before.

"Can you trust him?" Pope asks as Luna holds onto the rope while swinging back and forth.

"I can." Luna answers with convincing certainty.

"He knows about what we do?" Comes another question along with two carefully placed hands.

"He knows what our mothers DID and some of what I'm capable of but he doesn't know details about the family business. Just that I was raised with a tight pack of dangerous wolves, I figured you'd show him in your own." Luna smiles over her shoulder at Pope.

"When's the big day?" He asks, giving her another solid push.

"Twooo weeks, I think?" Luna tries to remember exactly.

"Two weeks!?!" Pope stops her suddenly by grabbing both sides of the tires. "Why so quick?" He asks as he spins her around to look at him.

"Because I want too. I love him and I don't wanna ever be without him. Death will put some perspective on shit, Andy." Luna shakes her head. "Plus, we're too busy and I don't care to plan a wedding so we're gonna do a small CourtHouse thing and then do it again that weekend at his annual music festival." Luna explains as she rests her head against the rope.

"You never were girly." Pope laughs at her swat and begins to spin the tire swing in a tight circle. "You're happy?" He asks sincerely.

"I truly am... " Luna's laughter bouncing into the air as he let's her fly loosely.

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"I missed you." Luna says softly as she wraps her arms around Smurf's waist and rests her face against her back after finding her in the kitchen. There's a dueling ache inside of her; half loving Smurf like a mother, all of her hating her for taking her own mother out of her life. "We should take a picture together... It's been too long." Luna pecks Smurf on the cheek before pulling her phone out. "Shit. Mine's dead. Can we use yours?"

"Sure, Baby Girl, it's the blue one on the counter." Smurf nods as she points to it.

"Alright, ready?" Luna asks as they pose together; she clicks the picture of them smiling as Colson walks into the kitchen.

"Excuse me. Hey, Smurf... You gotta bathroom?" He asks, distracting the older woman.

"Yeah, honey, let me show you." She answers kindly as she walks towards him.

"I'm gonna send it to myself." Luna says as they head out of the kitchen.

"Okay, Baby Girl!" Smurf calls back over her shoulder.

Luna's sending it to herself but only as a cover. What she's truly doing is uploading the virus she bought from Travis. Once triggered, it will shut down the location and delete all of the data from Smurf's phone. Luna moves quickly, using the link he created for her on The Dark Web to download a file that immediately and undetectably attaches itself to the entire membrane of the cellphone. Rendering it completely useless upon Luna's digital signal. Long game.

The party is still raging wildly. Luna wandering around inside for a moment after replacing Smurf's phone. She runs her fingers along the mantle that holds dozens of pictures and memories. Her heart breaks as she stops on a picture of her and The Cody Boys. Knowing things are always harder in reality than in theory.

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Coming out onto the back patio she finds Colson with Bas. As they make eye contact, he tosses up his left arm with a grin to showcase his Bunny and to confirm that their mission is complete. Her right one quickly shoots up with THAT One Look. Bas glaring over his shoulder at Luna's interruption as she promptly flicks him off with a huge smile.

Heading towards the driveway she finds Jay sitting on the hood of an old Chevy. He's having a burn session with Craig and Pope. They quickly wave her over to join them.

"Can Barry ever NOT be a dick?" Is her first question as she inserts herself into their circle.

"Barry." Craig smirks as Jay laughs at Luna.

Luna rolls her eyes as she accepts the blunt. They're baked the way she wants to be. Toasty and fried. Puffing hard, her souls hurts knowing the pain she's going to put upon four of the most important and protective people in her life.

"What the fuck am I even thinking!?!" Luna begins to panic as she throws up everywhere.

"THAT'S WHY YOUR GETTING MARRIED!!" Craig shouts. "YOU'RE FUCKING PREGNANT!! OH MY GOD!! GIMME THE BLUNT RIGHT NOW!" He continues to shout as he snatches the weed from her fingers.

"I'm not pregnant, you idiot. I coughed too hard." Luna snaps as she wipes her mouth.

"Luna and Colson sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G... " Jay begins to laugh loudly as Craig joins in with Pope.

"I hate you guys." Luna complains as she grabs the blunt back before walking away.

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The party is showing no signs of slowing down. A bonfire is now raging, music still blaring as people continue filtering in and out of the backyard and house. Smurf, Luna, Colson, Pope, Bas, Craig, Deran and Jay share more joints and beers around the kitchen island. The Cody's slightly easing up on Colson as the day has turned into night. The Boys tease Luna as she teases them right back. Smurf watching in adoration as Colson feels only a tinge of Luna's emotional conflict. Never taking into consideration that he would actually LIKE The Cody's. The bell for the driveway entrance goes off disturbing their thoughts and laughter.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me!" Deran exclaims in shock and amusement.

"Who is it, Baby?" Smurf asks.

"Rolando." Deran answers as he turns around.

"This should be interesting. Bring him in through the garage." Their mother directs to all of her son's nods.

"Come on, Brother. Time to get a true welcoming into the family." Bas grasps Colson by the back of the shoulders while giving Luna an evil grin.

"Let's do this, Brother." Colson shrugs him off before kissing Luna's cheek and following behind Bas.

"If he's right for you than he'll be just fine, Baby Girl." Smurf cooly advises as she pats Luna's hand.

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"What's up, Rolo? You come by to celebrate my birthday?" Deran asks as he grabs the man by one arm around the shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah Man. Happy birthday but nah, I got this gig for you guys. Some high dollar shit." Rolando responds excitedly.

"Awesome. Come on in and tell me about." Deran encourages him as he leads him through the garage into the sound proof back room. Closing the door behind them, they're met by Bas, Colson, Craig and Jay. "Is it like that dispensary gig you burned us on?" Deran asks as Rolando looks around in a panic.

"Nah, man. Nah. That shit wasn't like that." He starts to protest while Bas and Craig grab him, holding him down as Jay chains him to a chair.

"Lemme ask my new brother over here... " Deran continues as he turns to Colson. "We did all the planning. Grabbed the stash, yet walked away empty handed while our buddy Rolo over here has no idea where our 50 Large is. You think we got burnt?" He finally asks.

"I think your buddy Rolo got your 50K sittin' in his mouth right now." Colson observes.

"You know what, that motherfucker's RIGHT!" Craig yells as he grabs Rolando's mouth.

"Nah, man... Please, man." Rolando begs as Craig let's go of him.

"Wanna do the honors?" Bas asks Colson as he offers him a pair of plyers.

"Sure. Just gimme a sec." Colson answers coldly.

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No one can hear the torturous screams coming from the room tucked behind the two car garage. The Cody's guest none the wiser of violence that's happening as they enjoy themselves. All too fucked up to realize that the birthday boy is missing. Not Luna, she's still perched at the island waiting for Colson to walk back through the door.

Craig comes in first. Followed by Deran then finally Colson. Spying the blood on his shirt before catching his eye, she grabs her bag and pushes him into the hallway bathroom. She doesn't wait to look for Jay or Bas.

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"Gimme your shirt, there's another in my bag." Luna instructs immediately as she begins to tug it off of him. "What did they make you do?" She asks with deep concern.

"They didn't make me do shit but I did rip their money out of that guy's mouth." He answers her calmly as he turns on the faucet and splashes water onto his face.

"Okay, what did you use so I can grab it and we don't have to worry about your prints?" She asks, always thinking ahead.

"No need Kitten." He grins as he dries off his face with the towel she's handed him and pulls a pair of latex gloves out of his pocket.

"Holy shit, I fucking love you." Luna laughs as she pulls him down for a kiss.

Colson quickly hoists her up onto the bathroom sink. Their kiss is wet and passionate. Charged with desire, adrenaline and the twisted sense of danger. Luna easily slips her overalls off as Colson pulls down his pants. Their mouths never leaving their necks, faces or lips. Tongues dancing violently around each other's as Colson opens her soft pussy and pushes himself inside of her.

Luna moans loudly as she clutches his back and shifts around his dick. Bucking against him roughly as he thrusts further into her. Yanking her off the counter, he slaps her ass as he spins her around. Luna braces herself against the mirror with one hand as Colson enters her from behind. Holding herself steady by his ass cheek with her other as her nails break his skin. Gripping her hips and tits aggressively, they watch intently as they fuck the shit out of one another.

"Holy fuck, Col. I'm gonna fucking cum!" Luna begs, slamming her ass harder into his hips.

"Not yet." He demands as he moves her hair away from her neck; wrapping one large hand around her throat, he pulls her up and sinks his teeth into her soft flesh. Making them explode simultaneously.

"Motherfucker." Luna sighs as she continues to lightly grind against him.

"Mhhhm." Colson mummers as he kisses the back of her neck while still holding her up.

As they begin to head out the door, Luna has Colson's bloody shirt and gloves wrapped in her arm. Carrying her bag for her, he puts a large foot against the bottom of the door. Stopping her as she tries to open it.

"All in. No matter how fucking deep." Colson declares to her as he tilts her chin up to kiss her with his free hand.

"All in." Luna agrees as she tiptoes to kiss him back.

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Luna's smoking a Newport as she watches Colson's shirt and gloves burn in the bonfire. She doesn't like The Boys dragging him into their shit. Even though she knows it's all a test of loyalty and competence.

"Hey." Bas's presence immediately intruding upon Luna's not so quiet moment.

"What's up?" She asks as she takes a drag.

"Your man held his own tonight... More than could be said for the last." He chuckles as he lights his own cigarette.

"Fuck you, Barry. You know he's more visible, right? What if dude fucking recognizes him? He's got a kid at stake. This shit is not a fucking joke." Her words are cold around the warm fire.

"I know that Luna. That's why I came over here, to let you know me and Jay took care of it." His voice is low and firm.

"Colson know?" She asks as she quickly turns to look at him.

"No. Neither do Deran or Craig." He responds to her understanding nod to keep it that way before he walks off.

"FUCK." Is all Luna can think as she watches the flames swirl.

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The ride home is long and quiet. They listen to Oasis as Luna rests her head on Colson's shoulder and they share a few blunts. Like many times before words aren't needed between the two of them. A simple touch or look being strong enough to convey most feelings.

"Don't forget we're going over Tommy and Brit's tomorrow for that podcast." Colson reminds Luna as they sluggishly make their way to the front door with their arms draped lazily around each other.

"I totally fucking forgot about thaaat." Luna begins to pout. "Whhhyyyy are we doing this again?" She full on whines.

"Because they're our friends and you like to agree to things when you're wasted." Colson laughs at her.

"Tomorrow's gonna suck." Luna groans.

"Not as much as the last couple days... " Colson trails off before stopping them. "I'm really sorry, Loons." He apologizes again.

"I know, Bunny. Me too." Luna strokes his cheek as he bends down to kiss her.

Both of their bodies, minds and souls sighing in content.

The LA House is rocking when they walk in. Rook and Mod are having a jam session with random girls fawning all over them. Slim and Benny are playing pool while other a girls flirt and touch all over them. Baze and Sam are drunk on the living room floor battling it out on Mario Kart. Phem, Caroline and Noah are chilling on the couch passing blunts and taking selfies.

"I guess we'll sleep when we're dead." Colson shrugs as Sam shouts out their names.

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Uhmmmm... I just wanna say there's a fucking KEVIN on TTMD. I am so fucking dead!! 😳😱‼️

Oooohhhhh... And hopefully I'll be updating this coming week ❣️

#lunatic #lunaandcolson #mgk fanfic #mgk smut #ttmd #machine gun kelly

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So very cash money.

I was walking through the toy aisle at Target when I found this thing and had a VIOLENT AND IMMEDIATE FLASHBACK to when JP first came out and they had a bunch of REALLY COOL T Rex toys that I would have sold one of my scrawny small-child limbs for but my mother wouldn’t get me one because they were “too violent and also ate people” :(

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They've moved... ✈️... Over to a_lunatic_and_her_gunn ... Story's still going on Wattpad and Tumblr though. Check it out if you wanna... It's a motherfucker 🥳 . . . #alunaticandhergunn #lunaandcolson #bunnyandkitten #finsta #fakegram #wattpadstories #wattpad #tumblr #r3b3lgrrrrrrl #storytime #storieswithpictures #lunasmith #colsonbaker #thatbrooklynbitch #machinegunkelly #mgksmut #justforfun✌ #lunatic #bookstagram #longstory #halsey #petedavidson #yungblud #rookxx #bazexx #pattismith #robertmapplethorpe #fanfiction #fanfic #slimxx https://www.instagram.com/p/CE3XWOYD5AV/?igshid=1qaxquoy5i24v

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A LunaTic and Her Gunn (Part 115 2Xs2) "True Intentions"

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"I've got different colored sticky tabs for the different spaces." Luna announces as she enters her storage unit.

Jackie and Sam are there with The Movers. Luna goes through picking out which pieces will go to The Brownstone, her Studio Apartment and the Recording Studio she just bought. She had signed the closing paperwork electronically with Monica and Ben earlier this week on the latter properties. The Apartment is ready but the Recording Studio needs a contractor for the equipment installation. Jackie being on top of that, they start the gutting process next week. Everything else is being moved out today.

"Whoah!!! Be carful with that!!" Sam cries out in concern as she watches The Movers roughly handle an original, stretched Mapplethorpe.

"What the FUUUUUCK." Luna groans as she rubs her forehead. "Why wasn't that crated?" She asks no one in particular as her phone rings. "Hello?" She sighs into the receiver.

It's Kylie. Luna's therapist. Calling because it's 2P on every other Thursday. Luna excuses herself, trusting Sam and Jackie while she finds an empty stairwell.

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"It's just conflicting, Ky... " Luna let's out with an annoyed sigh and a cloud of smoke from her pen while playing with Colson's padlock around her neck.

She's been on the phone with Kylie for the last 45mins talking about everything and anything. Colson, Justin, trust, feeling over exposed, setting up the lable. Her therapist advising her to breathe as always and to make a Pros and Cons list regarding marrying Colson. Knowing there is no option, Luna humors her with an Okay before they get off the phone.

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"How do we look?" Luna asks after coming back in from the stairwell.

"Good." Jackie begins to reassure her. "Everything you want is loaded into the two trucks. I'm gonna ride to The Brownstone and Sam to The Apartment... Uhm, Lee said you're good to go at Electric Lady Land around 7P... "

"And I talked to Mikey, he'll be there no problem." Sam chimes in.

"You guys are fucking AWESOME. Thank you." Luna pulls them in for a three way hug. "I gotta go meet Petey." She informs them once they release. "You guys good without me?" She asks.

Both women nod. Giving promises of phones calls if there's any problems as Luna heads back towards the stairwell; popping another XR and two 30s during her descent. It shouldn't be THAT hard... They're only responsible for moving half of her life.

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Colson gets in touch with The Boys and heads to Amsterdam Billiards for pool and beers. Popping his own handful of Adderall along the way. Stepping out of the cab, Mod greets him with an excited hug.

"What up, Kid!" He squeezes his unhappy friend. "Aww, come on... Don't be like that, you know Luna'll come around. She always does." Mod tells him with a slap on the back as they walk inside.

Benny, Baze, AJ, Rook and Slim have a table racked up. Mod grabs more beers as Colson joins them. They're all talking about the GMA performance. Agreeing it was killer. While Rook also can't stop talking about Jackie.

"Good luck with that, Rookie. I don't think Loons is doing any of us any favors right now." Colson sighs as he leans down to break.

"Shit. Speak for yourself, that's my homie, Dawg." Rook disagrees with him as he swigs his beer.

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Luna meets Pete on The Delancey's rooftop bar. He's already sat when she walks in. Noticing her, he stands for them to hug Hello. His normal excitement clearly missing as she orders a drink.

"I heard you and Colson got into it after I left." Luna cuts right to the core.

"Yeah. He wants to blame me for him running his mouth." Pete starts to complain to Luna's silence. "Like I started all this shit."

"You kinda did... I love you Petey but whether I cheated on Colson or Justin, like I told you last night, it's none of your business. My betrayal didn't land on you or even Colson so really the two of you are fighting over some shit that doesn't even concern you. It's that simple." Luna explains.

"So you did cheat on Beebs?" Pete asks her, ignoring everything else she had said.

"Yeah, Petey. I told you last night that I had an affair. I'm not proud of it but it happened." Luna shrugs as she fights back tears of guilt.

"Who was it?" He pries.

"What? No. You don't get to ask questions like that... Like, I don't understand why this feels like you're mad at me for some reason. I didn't do ANYTHING to you." Luna furrows her eyebrows at him as she takes a sip of her drink.

"Yeah but you did do something to my friend that he never did to you." Pete looks into his beer and then up at Luna.

"You didn't know Justin and I's relationship as well as you think you did. Just like you don't know nearly as much about me and Colson as you think you may. My turn? Your judgmental attitude towards me is really disappointing and if you're so worried about your FRIENDS than go make up with the one that's still in town. I'm outta here though." Luna swallows the rest of her Old Fashioned with two gulps. "Hit me up when you're done being a dick." She calls over her shoulder as she walks out of the bar.

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Mike's sitting alone outside of Electric Lady Land when Luna arrives. Lighting a cigarette, he looks up. Green eyes taking her in as he stands to grab her guitar case from her.

"What's goin' on, Luna?" He asks as he sits back down and takes a drag from his Marlboro.

Luna fishes around in her bag for her joint box and flask. Finding them both, she takes a swig before offering it over to his acceptance. Lighting a joint, she sighs out a cloud of smoke as they sit in silence. Sometimes no talking is good.

After a while Sam shows up. The three of them head inside to meet up with Lee. Thanking him, he tells Luna no one was even booked as they begin to set up in Studio A.

Realizing they need producers, Luna calls Slim. Then Snaps Colson. Setting her bag on the table, she pulls out supplies. Weed, whiskey, cigarettes and more weed. Popping another few 30s before laying her guitar back onto her body.

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"Yeah! No problem, we'll be down there ASAP." Slim says into his phone. "That was LunaTic, she wants us to come produce the track." He says excitedly to Baze once he hangs up. "Dawg! We gonna make some music in Jimi Hendrix's fucking spot, Yo!!" He exclaims as they slap hands across the pool table.

Colson's just about to put his two sense in when his phone goes off. Digging in his pocket, it's not the message he was expecting. It's a Snap from Luna.

"If I want? What kind of fucking shit is that?" He scoffs in his mind. "Why's she so fucking hot even while she's being such a fucking a bitch." He finds himself becoming annoyed with how much he wants her and her resistance towards him. He shoves his phone back in his pocket without responding.

The Boys are getting ready to head to Greenwich Village when Colson's phone goes off again. It's the message he's been waiting for. Telling The Boys he'll meet up with them later, he's out the door before they pay the tab.

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Luna's leaned towards Mike in the booth when Colson walks in. He can't hear them but he doesn't like that he can see him making her laugh. Mike's a little to comfortable in his interactions with Luna in Colson's personal opinion. Luna catches the back of his blonde hair and significant tattoo as she looks up, watching as he walks out of the room. He quickly heads down the hall towards the bathroom, promptly pulling out the quarter ounce of cocaine he'd grabbed from Nipple.

Colson walks back into the studio just as Luna, Sam and Mike begin recording. Sitting with Slim and Baze at the soundboard, he grabs a pair of headphones and slips them on. Listening and watching intently. Luna can feel his eyes burning straight into her soul.

Nailing it on the third full take, they leave it alone. Luna doesn't want it mixed. Layered, yes but not mixed. She's always preferred the gritty, garage rock sound over studio polish any day. Coming out of the booth, she approaches Colson as he stands up.

"You came." She purrs with a drunken slur to her sentence as she wraps her arms around his waist.

"I go where you go, Kitten. Always." He promises her before lifting her chin to kiss her deeply; enjoying their first real kiss of the day but opening his eyes half way through to stare down Mike from around the side of the top of her head.

Hanging out afterwards, they celebrate with beers and lines. Luna declining as everyone else partakes in Colson's party favor. Having done enough other drugs all day, she's still buzzing from earlier so she's solid without it. Preferring to burn and drink instead.

"What do you have recorded so far?" Mike asks Luna about her upcoming album.

"I think maybe three out of an ambitious twenty!" Luna laughs softly at herself.

"I'm down to help with anything you need." Mike offers as he passes her a joint.

"Thanks... I'm probably gonna take you up on that." Luna answers. "I don't really have a band right now and we... "

"That's why you got us." Rook interrupts her while plunking down on the couch beside her and tossing an arm around her shoulders; he doesn't like the way Mike has been hanging around Luna either.

"That I do." Luna giggles as she kisses his cheek.

"We backed her on Nightmare and I produced Outlaw." Rook declares proudly while studying to the musician.

"That's cool, Little Man." Mike responds unfazed by Rook as he stands up. "Luna, you got my number if you wanna use it for anything. I gotta run though." He smirks at Rook as he leans down to peck her cheek.

"You want me to walk you out?" She offers.

"Nah, I'm good... I'll catch you around though." Mike smiles at her before heading for the door.

Watching the entire interaction, Colson follows behind him. Calling out his name, he catches him in the hallway right at the front door. Mike turns around unamused.

"You know we're engaged, right?" Colson questions him with an irritated tone.

"Yeah... And?" Mike cuts back while cocking his lip.

"AND? And I don't like the way you fucking act around her so back the fuck up." Colson snaps at him.

"Gonna be kinda hard since it seems that SHE wants ME as her new bassists." Mike laughs at him while slapping him on the shoulder.

"Gonna be kinda hard to play ANYTHING when I snap your fucking fingers." Colson warns him as he shoves Mike up against the wall; Mike's 6'2 so there's not much of a height difference between them.

"Try it, My Man." Mike chuckles, unimpressed by Colson's threat.

"You know what, you're right... " Colson let's him off of the wall. "Maybe I overreacted." He says as he opens the door for Mike and he begins to walk through. "Or maybe I FUCKING didn't!" Colson growls as he grabs Mike's right hand and jerks him back.

Slamming it with the door, in between the frame. One. Two. Three. Four times. Most likely breaking it.

"YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT!" Mike screams as he grasps his mangled hand.

"You can walk away right now or you can crawl away with two broken legs also." Colson advises as he props the door open again.

"You're gonna FUCKING regret this." Mike snarls to Colson's emotionless stare as he holds his hand and turns to leave. "That was a bad fucking move, My Man." He calls out from the sidewalk.

"Maybe it was... Maybe it wasn't... But DAMN if it didn't feel good." Colson walks back to the studio with a pep in his step for the first time today; having released a majority of his stress. "I never liked that motherfucker anyway." He thinks as he opens the door, looking to locate only Luna. Knowing in the back of his mind that her and Sam are gonna probably fuck him up for what he just did but he doesn't care. Fuck that Dude, he doesn't want him around Luna regardless of the cost.

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"There's stuff!!" Rook exclaims pointing at the large, round arial rug, crates and boxes in The Living Room as they return to The Brownstone. Everyone but Luna is zooted, even Sam. "Yo!!" Check out these fucking chairs!" Rook continues to holler, now from The Study.

It's also stacked with boxes of Luna's books and vinyls. Having one wall with floor to ceiling bookshelves, she's looking forward to using them. Walking in, she finds Rook lounging on one of the two highback, purple velvet chairs she owns along with the exposed Mapplethorpe.

"What's up with that picture?" Rook asks as he accepts a beer from Luna.

"My grandfather shot it." She tells him proudly as they clink their beers together.

"It's really cool. Like the two flowers are reaching out for each other. Like death grasping for life." He says thoughtfully.

"I think that's what he was going for." Luna smiles to herself, admiring the exceptional piece.

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Luna makes her way upstairs to the shower. Turning Fletcher on, she lights up a joint as she cuts up another two 30s and swallows two Xanax bars. It's been a long day, she hasn't been to sleep in almost 48hrs and she's incredibly shaky from all the Adderall. Wanting to simply wash everything away and knock the fuck out.

"Hey... " Colson's sitting on the bed when she comes out of the bathroom.

"Hi." She answers as she stops and looks at him with a sigh.

"Please come're, Luna." He asks for her as he reaches his arms out yet again.

This time she does. Sitting on his lap in her towel, she wraps her arms around him and nuzzles her head into her spot in the crook of his neck. Resting his chin on her head, Colson and Luna hold each other silently besides his constant sniffling.

"Loons, I'm sorry." Colson speaks first. "I shouldn't... "

"Please. I'm SO tired." Luna whines. "But, Colson, it's not the secret that you told. I would've told Justin had he cared to notice or ask. It's that you told A secret because I've got bigger ones than that. You have no idea." She sighs sadly.

"Like what, Kitty?" Colson pries with concern.

"Seriously, I am so fucking tired, Col. Can I please just sleep. I promise I'll tell you everything." She pleads with him as the Xanax begins to take over.

"Okay... " Colson agrees as he kisses her forehead. "Lay with you?" He asks.

"There's no way you can lay down right now... Just come to bed eventually, please." Luna requests.

"Yeah." He promises "I love you." He tells her before taking her face in his hands and kissing her passionately.

"I love you too." She kisses him lightly on the lips again once they release before crawling off of his lap.

Dropping her towel, Luna climbs into their bed. Wrapping herself in the warm, custom blanket, she snuggles into the pillow with heavy exhaustion. Colson leans down and kisses her cheek. Dropping another I love you into her ear as she mumbles the same. She's out before he closes the door.

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Colson, Sam, Baze, Rook, AJ, Benny, Mod and Slim are downstairs for the next few hours. Jamming, talking uncontrollably and bouncing in and out off the front stoop to smoke cigarettes as they blow through the bag of coke.

The house is still bare so they decide it's a good idea to start setting Luna's books up on the shelves. They're all high as fuck, doing whatever they want. Sam and Mod begin trying to organize her vast collection but are making no sense. Baze gets caught up in a hardback limited edition entitled The Great Big Book of Rock and Roll. Slim and Colson are in awe when they open a box of her records. Sitting on the floor, they start going through them like little kids in a candy store. Rook's really flying and gets bored quickly, heading into The Living Room to beat his energy out on his new drum kit. Benny and AJ are the only chill ones as always. Maxed out in the purple chairs, they continuesly puff on and pass blunts to the other wackos. Luna sleeping through it all.

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Sam and Colson find themselves out on the stoop alone. Their normal awkward silence is gone as cocaine fuels their conversation. Talking all things Luna. This is one of the reasons Sam barely hits the slopes, she talks too fucking much when she's on 'em.

"You can't be mad at Pete." She offers up her opinion. "Luna's like another little sister to him." She tries to explain.

"Yeah but he's supposed to be my bestfriend." Colson disagrees.

"I get that... So can't you understand the fucked up spot you put him in between the two of you?" Sam counters as she takes a drag off of her Camel.

"Yeah... I think he thought she cheated on me... " Colson trails.

"Look, he had a really hard time with Justin and Luna's relationship too. We both did. Justin would disappear and we'd be looking for him with Luna. Sometimes we'd find him sometimes we wouldn't. Sometimes he'd call Pete, me or Izak on his own. Pete and Izak would hide him... It was fucked up." Sam shakes get head in dismay as her own heart breaks. "Justin would get clean, be good for a minute but then relapse all over again and she'd be a fucking mess. If anyone tried to paint their relationship as picture perfect to you than they didn't truly know them. Luna and Justin had a lot of problems." Sam admits to one of the first people ever; Colson seeming to have that effect on people.

"She doesn't really talk about him... I mean a little but I can tell it's restrained." He sighs.

"There's my Sammy Bam Bam!" Baze interrupts them with a grin as he opens the door.

"Make up with Pete." Sam pats Colson on the shoulder as she stands up to head inside with her boyfriend.

The Cocaine Cowboys eventually round their night out. Sam following Baze to his room as Rook, AJ, Benny, and Slim head to theirs. Mod being super grateful for the spare bedroom he slept in last night. Colson making his way up to a still sleeping Luna.

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Stripping his clothes, Colson climbs into bed with Luna. Her body is warm as he slides himself around her. Firmly running his hand up her outer thigh, along her hip and ribcage before crawling around her breast. Feeling every inch of her once more as he runs his hand back down her slender body.

Luna moans as her hips begin to shift back and forth out of need and instinct. Colson grows harder against her back as he slips his fingers along her pussy lips. Feeling her juices spill out as he lightly dips his finger inside of her.

"Mmm... Fuck, I've missed her taste." He mentally moans, not being a able to resist sticking his fingers in his mouth as his tongue dances around her unique flavor.

"I wanna fuck you." Colson husks deeply into her ear while he grabs her tit.

"Mhm." Luna murmurs hazily as she perks her ass into him.

Getting the Go, Colson seperates her delicate lips with his fingers. Taking his time, he slowly guides himself into Luna. Feeling her body tense as she moans and pushes her ass deeper into him. Tangling their legs in each other's, Luna reaches behind and grabs the back of Colson's neck to pull him closer to her. Kissing every inch of her that he can reach, he fucks her sternly while she bounces lazily off of his cock. With her face and closed eyes still resting softly in her pillow; she moans and fucks Colson contently in her sleep and drug induced state.

There's something about a SleepFuck that's incredibly satisfying to Luna. Her walls clutch Colson's dick in pleasure, making he thrusts harder. Releasing himself as he feels her cum all over him.

"FUCK." He breathes into her bare neck.

"Mmm... " Is Luna's only response, she's already almost back asleep.

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Pete shows up on The Brownstone's stoop with two coffees. Colson meeting him with four blunts. The two friends take a seat. Colson firing up the first blunt after Pete hands him his coffee.

"Yo... I'm sorry, Dawg." Colson starts as he exhales. "I put you in some shit... "

"Nah, Homie." Pete cuts him off as he accepts the blunt. "Luna's business is her own. No matter who it's with." Pete sighs. "I just worry about her, Man. And you too. I've seen you both go through some fucked up shit and I don't want to see it again, I guess." Pete half shrugs as he takes a pull.

"Look, Sam ACTUALLY talked to me last night so I get it a little more than I did before." Colson tells him as he accepts the blunt.

"It was just hard... " Pete shakes his head at the memories.

"I don't want this to fuck us up." Colson bares his soul to one of his bestfriends.

"Me neither." Pete agrees as he reaches for the second blunt and fires it up.

Both friends look at each other. There's an understanding between men that can happen without words. This is one of those times. With a simple nod, Pete and Colson are good. Going on to enjoy their coffee, each other and the NYC morning as they get high and bust it up like nothing ever happened.

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Luna's extra miserable when Colson wakes her up for their flight back to LA. The lack of sleep, too many drugs and her gunshot wound have her aching in every sense of the word. She doesn't shower. Just throws on sunglasses, cuttoffs and an oversized Hotel Diablo hoodie.

They make it to JFK just in time for their 11A flight. Everyone is dragging, not only Luna. Proving that cocaine is a Motherfucker. Once seated in first class, everyone knocks back out. Luna curling up against Colson as his face lays on her head and arm rests upon her bare leg.

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It's just before 8P by time they make it back to The LA House. Everyone is tired. No one is happy. All dropping their luggage in The Living Room before heading to their beds. They're so mentally jacked, no one's even thought to check The Charts, let alone eat at all day.

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Luna and Colson sleep clean until the next morning until her alarm goes off. Colson groans as she shifts away from him. Climbing out of the bed, she reaches high to stretch. Colson watching her out of one slitted eye.

"Why are you up?" He asks flatly.

"So you can truly see me." Luna answers before disappearing into the bathroom.

It takes a shit ton of coaxing and drugs to get Colson moving after Luna's shower. Complaining the whole time as she hands him water and joints. Once in the shower he starts to feel slightly better after he jerks off. He's FINALLY fully functional after his Adderall and coffee kicks in.

Not getting as much sleep as Luna and doing way more drugs, he's really edgy. She hands him a football before they walk out of the bedroom. He's so pissy they leave the house quietly without his trademark WE OUT.

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"Can I have the keys?" Luna asks, she's dressed in an overall romper, white shirt, long socks and one of her leathers as they walk towards the Rover in the early Saturday sun.

"Why?" Colson asks back as he tosses them to her in his own ripped jeans and black T.

"I need to drive and you need to listen." She answers before sliding into the driver's seat.

"You're talking to me now?" He counters with a slight attitude as he buckles his seatbelt.

"Do you think this is a fucking game?" Luna whips her head towards him.

"No." He answers solemnly as he sparks a joint.

"You don't seem to fucking get it at all." Luna shakes her head as she pulls out of the driveway.

"Look Loons, I'm sorry I fucked up with the Tommy and Justin thing. I shouldn't have said shit no matter how I was feeling." He exhales his apology as he passes her the joint and finally pops the Xanax she gave him.

"You still don't get it, Colson. How many times do I have to tell you.. It's not the secret you told. It's that you TOLD a secret. Period. You don't seem to realize that I'm dirtier than a fucking affair... Fuck." Luna let's out an exasperated sigh. "Let's be honest. In the short time you've known me; I've committed coercion, shot a federal agent, am in the process of setting up an underground abortion clinic... Oh! And I was blackmailed into issuing a public apology for fucking up one person out of what? A fucking dozen? And that's only been in the last 3MNTHS... Seriously, I am a fucking criminal." Colson stares at her as everything begins to register. "Fuck, I've got things going on that you don't even know about yet." She continues to worry as she hits the joint a few times while staring ahead. "And now, I'm terrified to fucking tell you about them."

"Like what?" Colson asks her with a concerned, yet amused SideEye as he takes the joint.

"Why should I tell you? Every criminal who's been caught is usually taken down because of their irrational lover." She looks over at him with a light smirk and hazy blue eyes for the first time during their car ride.

"You really gonna play me like that?" He scoffs at her before inhaling a huge hit.

"I don't know. You wanna say don't call Jax but are your stupid ass, jealous comments gonna get me popped one day?" She bites back as she fumbles for her cigarettes.

"Are you fucking serious?" He spits out as he starts to get angry with her. "What the fuck do you think I would do to you and what the fuck else are you doin' that's worse than what I already know? And where the FUCK are we going?" He demands as they continue to drive.

Luna's quiet for a long moment as she smokes her Newport. She's trying to keep herself calm and figure out exactly how to tell Colson about what things. Already having made her decision long before they got into the SUV to give up her biggest secret.

"Tell me, Luna." Colson asserts as he lights another joint.

"All in?" She asks him firmly as she looks over at him and holds his stare while he grabs her hand to reassure her. "I told you... I'm dirtier than you think. I own properties that clean money and stash shit for one of the biggest distributors on The East Coast." Luna admits in a hushed voice.

"It's for Tommy, isn't it?" Colson immediately snaps as his mind flashes back to his conversation with Benny.

"OH MY FUCKING GAWD!!" Luna can't help but scream. "You are so fucking hung up on other dudes that it's insane and probably what's gonna get me caught!" Luna stops. "How can you not see that I tell you more about myself WILLINGLY than any other human being on This Earth? That you know more about me than Justin ever did." Luna's lip trembles as tears escape from her eyes. "So, yeah... It started with Tommy but I have bigger associates now... " Luna shakes her head. "That's only a blip though. There is so much more at stake for me than that!" Luna slams her palms against the steering wheel in frustration as she begins to sob. "You have no fucking idea." She shakes her head again as her voice breaks.

"Then what is it, Luna?" Colson softens his tone with her.

Coming to a stop light, Luna turns her head and looks Colson dead in the eyes. Her hands are clutching the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles are white. There's a look on her face he's never seen before. It's a mixture of sadness, pain and determination. Taking a shuddered sigh, Luna flicks her cigarette out the window. She finds herself begging The Universe that he won't betray her this time as she's about to tell only Colson her true intentions. Lighting her own joint, she inhales deeply and holds the hit in. Looking over at Colson, she studies him. He stares back, waiting for her words.

"I'm gonna kill Smurf." She states icily before turning away, releasing the brake and focusing on what's ahead. "Still wanna marry me now?" She asks, puffing on the joint without taking her eyes off of the road.

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A LunaTic and Her Gunn (Part 115 1Xs2) True Intentions

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"What the hell was that all about?" Slim asks Colson once he's back on his feet.

"Talk to that snitchen' ass bitch over there." Colson glares at Pete who's still holding Kevin.

"Me?" Pete looks around himself and the alien with a snort. "If I was the snitch she'dve kicked me not you, BITCH." He deadpans.

"Can you two just shut the fuck up for a minute and tell me what started this shit?" Slim demands, becoming frustrated over their bickering.

"Dickhead told her I said something to him about her affair." Colson shoots a dirty look at Pete as he rubs his shin.

"Don't even try to put that on me... Cuz ya did. And obviously to other people too." Pete shoots back, cocking his chin over at Slim and his knowledge instead of shock.

"You better watch your mouth, Davidson." Colson growls.

"Ohhh nooo!! You gonna kick my ass?" He mocks by waving his free hand in fake fear. "I'm fucking outta here. See ya, Slim." They exchange nods as he turns on his heel to walk up the slanted road.

"You and your alien better stay the FUCK away from her!" Colson shouts from behind him.

"YOU SHOULD DO MORE STAND UP BECAUSE YOU'RE FUCKING HILARIOUS!!" Pete cackles the rest of the way up the slight hill with Kevin in tow.

"STOP." Slim puts his hand against Colson's chest firmly before he can react. "You know you don't wanna fucking fight Pete... Tell me what's goin' on." He advises his old friend as he drops his hand and lights up a Backwood.

"I let some shit slip to him and instead of shutting the fuck up he ran his mouth to her." Colson huffs in anger and frustration.

"Where you think she went this time?" Slim asks as he passes the blunt and notices that it's beginning to rain.

"I don't fucking know... Anywhere?" Colson shakes his head as he takes a deep pull.

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Pete calls Luna immediately once he's inside of a cab. "Yo... " He starts to lay into her once she answers. "You cheated on Justin? Who the fu... "

On the other end of the line, Luna's blood begins to boil. She's ducked under an awning out of the rain. Annoyed, she pulls the phone away from her ear and looks at it before replacing it.

"Are you my boyfriend?" She quickly cuts Pete off. "Have you ever been my boyfriend? No, I don't fucking think so. Therefore, don't call me up questioning me about some shit that has nothing to do with you. I don't owe you or anyone else an explanation so fuck off." Luna hurls out before hanging her phone up and turning it OFF.

"Why Colson?" Luna sighs heavily as she leans against the brick wall. "Why do you have to be so fucking petty sometimes." She begins to rummage aimlessly through her bag. Lighting a joint, she takes a break from the rain while staying lost inside of her own head.

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"Where the fuck could she be?" Colson wonders to himself after searching The Brownstone for Luna. He's called her a dozen times but it's going straight to voicemail. "FUCK." He sighs, rubbing the back of his head.

It's 330A. They have a call time of 6A. Standing on their front stoop, Colson Snaps Luna. Walking back inside, he doesn't know what else to do.

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Luna spends the night skating through The City with a bottle of Jack. Contemplating on to do with her feelings for Colson. There's a certain trust barrier that's been broken between them and Luna's unsure of how to handle it. EVERYTHING inside of her is screaming that he'll be the cause of her downfall as tears sporadically drop like the rain around her.

"It's not like you'll leave him." Luna angrily pushes off of the ground as she continues to glide through the streets. "This shit is way more intense than before." She acknowledges to herself what she's been avoiding. That she's bound to Colson in a deeper way than she ever felt to Justin. She's known it since that first night at The Gramercy. "He's gonna hem you up." She continues to argue with herself and the bottle of Jack as she floats around the familiar scenery of Brooklyn.

It's almost 5A when Luna finally shows back up at The Brownstone. Colson had dozed off while sitting up on their bed. She stares at him when she comes in as new tears form. Quietly gathering her things, she heads into the bathroom to shower. Locking the door behind her. Finally turning her phone back ON there's a ton of missed calls. She opens the single Snap from Colson.

Huge tears fall as she stares at his face. "MOTHERFUCKER." Is all she can think. Knowing in that moment; regardless of what the logic in her brain keeps trying to say, that Colson has her heart. Stepping into the running shower Luna's shoulders heave under the weight of the water and her tears. "I can't breathe without my heart." She shudders at the thought of losing him more than her own freedom.

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"You're back." Colson opens his eyes to the sound of Luna chopping up pills in the bathroom.

"Yeah." She calls out simply as she snorts two thick rails of powder; a line of three 30mg Percocets and one of two 30XR Adderall.

"Where've you been?" Colson asks cautiously as he climbs off of the bed.

"Out." Is her only word as she comes into the bedroom to continue getting dressed. Throwing on a pair of his joggers and a tight, black tank. "We've gotta go soon." She tells him flatly when he reaches for her.

"Loon... Please." Colson lightly begs as their eyes meet, causing her heart to ache.

"You need to shower. There's 30s for you on the sink." She answers quietly before walking out of their bedroom.

Colson throws himself back on the bed in frustration, laying there for a couple more minutes before getting up and going into the bathroom. His head is pounding and he got barely any sleep. Turning on the water, he steps into the shower and let's last night's funk rinse off of him. With his back leaned against the wall, his hand automatically goes for his morning wood. Lightly playing with himself he grows harder as his mind drifts to the last time him and Luna were in their bathroom together. Pulling firmly on his thick cock, he starts to breathe heavier as he puts one hand out on the wall to brace himself. The memories of Luna's warm mouth making him burst.

"FUCK... How am I going to fucking fix this..." He worries as he does his daily slew of morning drugs and finishes up in the bathroom.

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"Who is THAT?" Rook pants when he sees Jackie strolling down the street towards them.

Dressed to kill as always, her short wavy hair flows as she glides along in a pair of black leather pants and a simple, black Givenchy T shirt. Large, thin metal earrings and an oversized leather bag top off her fierce look.

"Morning Loons!" She leans in for a bright kiss to the cheek.

"Hi Jack." Luna kisses her back before she greets Sam and is introduced to The Guys.

They're standing behind ABC Studios while Rook continues to salivate over Jackie. His sweet little mouth can't form a word to speak to her as everyone bullshits and makes pleasantries. Colson tries to lace his fingers inside of Luna's to which she pulls back. Catching her eye, he feels a soul shattering disconnect.

"We gotta go." Luna announces as she heads towards the front door.

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"There is no backing track." Luna argues. "That's the whole fucking point of a live performance."

"You have no pre-recordings of it at all?" The GMA staff member continues to question her.

"No. It's a brand new song that we're giving YOUR show the EXCLUSIVE to." Luna reiterates the significance. "You know what? I don't really give a FU... "

"Okay... Let's all just calm down." Jackie's sweet voice comes in from behind Luna. "The ONLY song specified in the contract is Bad Things, meaning my client and YOUR guests have the choice of the second song with no stipulations. If you'd like to get your lawyers, I'll happily contact Miss. Smith's and Mr. Baker's also." Jackie squeezes Luna's shoulders as she stares at the staff member firmly.

"Lemme check with production." Is all he can say with a shaking head before walking away.

"Where did that come from?" Luna turns around amazed.

"I told you and Monica, I got this." Jackie smiles slyly.

"I knew I made a good choice. Thank you!" Luna gushes with a smirk as she squeezes Jackie into a tight hug.

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"And now, Machine Gun Kelly featuring THAT Brooklyn Bitch!!" Robin Roberts introduces them to the cheering crowd. "Performing their hit single Bad Things!"

Luna, Colson and his band are set up on the outdoor SummerStage placed on the corner of Broadway and 44th St. It's 8A in the morning, they're both tired, wired and fighting. They've fought before but neither has ever been this miserable during a performance together. Both are dressed down, easily showing off their mood to anyone who knows them. Him in a white Hotel Diablo T and ripped jeans while she's wearing a simple, goldish slip dress with her Docs. The only jewelery she has on is his padlock and engagement rings; bringing him slight relief.

The show must go on though... And it does. As always. Luna opens up on the keys easily. Wrapping her voice around the opening chorus as the masses below her sing along. The Boys are electric. Rook roaring away as Baze keeps the rhythm while AJ and Colson slide over their guitar riffs before Colson kicks in for his first verse.

One Look.

With the slight catch of The Eye, that's it. Well, at least OnStage. They fall into step with each other too easily, toning it down for morning television slightly; the chemistry and pure fire between Luna and Colson is still undeniable in their performance. Taunting and teasing each other as they roam the stage and command America's living rooms. As always, they end with Colson scooping Luna up for a kiss.

"I love you." He says lightly as he leans in.

"Mmm... I fucking hate you." She lowly coos with a sweet smile while kissing him back on the cheek for the crowd and then disappearing SideStage for not only a commercial break but to get her shit together around Colson.

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"Bad Things is doing extremely well for the two of you." Robin compliments them.

"Yeah, we're really proud of it." Colson smiles, using this as an opportunity to slide his arm around Luna's shoulders.

"It's off his album Hotel Diablo that just dropped July 5th. You should check it out, it's such a deep story that you can't help but be engulfed by it's journey." Luna plugs as she wraps her arm around his waist and rests her hand on Colson's chest out of instinct.

"Is there gonna be a tour?" She asks Colson.

"Hotel Diablo, baby! We did one earlier in the summer and we're headed across seas next month. Hopefully we'll hit another one stateside when we get back." Colson answers as he pulls Luna closer.

"FUCK... I hate him so FUCKING much." Luna screams mentally as her whole body throbs for Colson. His arm around her bare skin is like ice cream on a hot summer day. Melting and sticking to her soul. She wants to hate him but she can't. On all levels. Physically, mentally and emotionally. He fucking has her.

"So do you guys go on tour together?" Comes another question.

"Yeah, for the most part." Colson looks down at her for support.

"Bad Things is one of the regulars on his set lists so if I'm not working on another project, I'm usually with him." Luna admits.

"Aww... That's gotta be a lot of fun for you guys." The unknowing host assumes. "And today you're gonna debut a new song for us?" Robin grins at the roaring crowd. "Is this off Hotel Diablo also?"

"No." Luna speaks again. "This will probably be off my upcoming double album." She informs the public for the first time.

"A double album? Wow!! When can we expect that?" The host asks with a shocked response as Luna ignores her, moving away from Colson and grabbing her electric. "Well, don't let me hold you up." Robin nervously laughs. "Gracing us again... THAT Brooklyn Bitch and Machine Gun Kelly!!" She introduces them to the LIVE audience's wild applause.

Luna looks over to Sam first. Then Baze. Tuning her guitar she tosses an Eye to Colson. It's unamused and asks if he's ready as she adjusts the mic. His eyes say more than Yes and kills her soul.

Luna makes her guitar whine before Baze evens her out and Sam kicks in with the her steady, quick paced drums. Sliding into the main rhythm, Colson's guitar punches in to match hers. The beat is raw and powerful while Luna's deep voice brings it back to it's inner melodic tune.

🎼They say //He likes a good time//Well so do I//He comes alive//At midnight//That's when we thrive//My friends //No they don't trust him//Ask me why //They say he's into//Bad Things//But so am I🎶

Luna rips a mini solo while swirling her hips with the beat as Sam pounds away. Colson and Baze continuing to balance them both out. Luna stepping back up to the mic to lay the first official verse.

🎶A little bit older//Hates my//Black leather JACKET//Both got bad reputations//With insatiable HABITS//He was on to me//One Look//And I had to leave//Cuz//As soon//As he kissed me//We popped off//And were CRACKEN'🎶

Luna grabs the mic as Colson changes his chords to back her. Glancing over at him again he catches her eye before she unleashes her furry. This performance has such a different feel from when it first originated.

🎶THEY TALK//ALL THIS SHIT//'BOUT HOW//I'M A BAD GIRL//TONIGHT//IMMA SHOW YOU//WHAT IT'S LIKE//TO MEET HER🎶

Sam drops her beat to a low rumble. Baze kicking in with the same electronic ripping sound from Floor 13. His bass jarring through the air as Colson continues to play through the chords and move across the stage towards Luna.

🎶They say //He likes a good time//Well so do I//He comes alive//At midnight//That's when we thrive//My friends //No they don't trust him//Ask me why //They say he's into//Bad Things//But so am I🎶

Luna can't help but drop her head against Colson's shoulder blade as they lean back to back against each other. Both ripping their guitars and thriving off of each other before he takes over her mic. Hearts pounding as he lays his piece.

🎶Look... //She the type//To break//Your ass bad//Have you runnen' //Quicker//Than one of //Mr. White's bags//I be rockin' wit//THAT Bitch//You know she//Be rockin' wit me//You a special//Type of dumb //To think//You can stop her//From doin'//What she please//The kind //To whoop your ass//Then have you//On your knees//Looking up//Still begging//Like come on//Kiss me please //Don't say it too loud//Cuz that's MY girl //So trust and believe//That I won't wait//Or hesitate to//Jack you up too//Like a mini //Slim Shady🎶

Luna steps up face to face with Colson to the mic as his words make her pussy drip. There's that ALWAYS present electricity between them as they both continue to rip through the song together. Luna staring at him with THAT One Look. Giving her a sly smile he kisses her cheek before she kicks in and he backs away to let her focus.

🎶THEY TALK//ALL THIS SHIT//BOUT HOW//I'M A BAD GIRL//TONIGHT//IMMA SHOW YOU//WHAT IT'S LIKE//TO MEET HER

HE'S ROCKING//THAT BOX//AS HE'S MAKING//ME PURR//WE'RE SO OBSCENE//HE'S GOT ME//SAYING YES SIR🎶

Luna grins at Colson as he steps closer to her. Their guitars playing off one another's as their bodies pulsate from being so close to each other. Her pussy swells, wanting him just as badly as he does her. She can't help herself; it's like a fucking deficiency.

The four of them unleash their instruments. Sam slamming into the kit as Baze leans into his chords. Colson head banging while he slashes on his guitar as Luna continues to play while belting out the lyrics.

🎶MY OH MY//OH MY OH MY//They're calling you//The Devil, Baby//MY OH MY//OH MY OH MY//That makes me//Your Persephone//Without the maybe//MY OH MY//OH MY OH MY🎶

Luna's up at the mic as Colson teases her with his guitar. As much as she wants to be mad at him she can't help but smile again as she sings about him. Cocking her lip, her voice snakes around the lyrics as she glares at him and her body dies for his touch.

Their instruments taking over again before rounding out to a grand applause. Sam rumbles in the background as Colson throws his guitar over his shoulder and grabs Luna around the waist through hers. She can't help but grin as he plants a solid kiss on her lips.

"THAT Brooklyn Bitch and Machine Gun Kelly!!" Rings lowly in her ears amongst the screaming behind them.

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"Just shut the fuck up." Luna kisses Colson through their words as she pulls him into their dressing room.

Turning around, she bends over the closest object. It's the arm of a couch. Hiking her tight dress up, she pulls down her black panties as Colson presents his rock solid dick.

"Kitten... " Colson tries to speak as Luna works him into her with her hand.

"Unh Unh." She mumbles, tossing up the other arm to indicate his silence.

Slightly offended, Colson grabs Luna's hips and pushes himself into her deeper. Making her moan and slightly shake. Showcasing his authority, he wraps his fist inside her long blonde hair. Controlling everything about her as she bucks against him. Luna's walls tighten as they both draw closer; reaching around from behind her, she grabs his ass. Clutching it in her nails, she keeps him in place as she slams herself into his hips until they both equally explode.

"Fuck Loons... " Colson sighs as he kisses the back of her neck.

"Mmm... We've gotta go." She tells him again for the third time today to his dismay.

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"I need you to call Lee Foster. Let 'em know I'm coming and that I wanna use Studio A... If it's booked I'll comp the artist's next two sessions." Luna tells Jackie once they're all back on the NYC streets.

"I don't know who that is... " She hesitates.

"The manager of Electric Lady Land Studios... Just mention my name along with what I said and we should be good." Luna quietly explains. "Meet me at the storage unit later?" She then asks before throwing her hand up for a cab to Jackie's nod. Luna turns to Sam. "Hey... Change of plans. We're gonna record here. Jack's trying to book us now. See that Mike's cool, please?" She asks of her.

"Yeah. No problem." Sam responds easily to Luna's Thanks as her and Colson climb into a cab.

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"Electric Lady Land Studios, hunh?" Colson tries to make small talk with Luna for the first time in their lives. "How you gonna get in there?" He asks.

Luna turns to him with standoffish eyes. "I own part of it." She states flatly.

"Seriously?" He asks in disbelief.

"Yeah. I've been a silent owner since I was 18yrs old... There's A LOT you don't fucking know about me." She sighs loudly as she pulls up her black hoodie and looks out the window.

"She has so many fucking secrets... " Colson sighs to himself as he looks out his own window. Inching his fingers across the seat for Luna's, there's less than a half inch between them and he can feel the heat. Before he can touch her, she lifts her hand and lays it in her lap.

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Arriving at Monica's office in Lower Manhattan, Colson and Luna meet up with his personal lawyer Cyrus. Placed in a private room they exchange introductions and pleasantries while waiting for Monica. Luna and Colson both still feeling off kilter.

"Hey!" Monica greets them with a rushed smile. "Sorry I'm late... How is everyone?" She asks as she scans the tense room.

The signing is quick. Holding nothing of Colson's or Luna's in the contract; only Robert Maplethorpe's personal catalog, it's exactly what they spoke about. Before they know it, Colson and Luna are back out on the pavement. Neither questioning their choice surprisingly even though this felt more like a business transaction rather than anything remotely personal.

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"Come're... " Colson reaches for Luna's waist after they walk out of a stupid ass Starbucks; refusing to buy a coffee she has a strawberry smoothie.

"No." She declines as she shakes him off of her hips.

"What the FUCK, Luna?" Colson demands, growing tired of her coldness.

"REALLY?" Luna bites back.

"Yeah REALLY. We just fucked and signed our God Damn PreNump... So yeah, WHAT THE FUCK?" He throws his hand up in the air in frustration and shakes his head.

"YOU FUCKED UP!" Luna snaps while grabbing the tip of her hoodie.

"THEN WHY'D YOU FUCK ME!?!" Colson shouts at her in annoyance. "OR FUCKING SIGN ANYTHING!?!"

"BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU!!" Luna screams before throwing her smoothie to the right of him. It hits the wall and splatters everywhere just like she had intended; her aim is rarely off.

"WHAT THE FUUUUUCK!!" He yells as little spots of pink goo land on him.

"Go tell Pete and ask him how to clean it out." She snarks before jogging off across the street.

"YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING BITCH!!" Colson screams after her as she gets into a cab.

"She's fucking insane. She's fucking flat out fucking insane." Colson stews as he looks at his tainted shirt. "Where the fuck is she going though? I swear to God I'm gonna fucking kill her one of these days." Colson sighs with a frustrated mind as he pulls his phone out to call Mod and find The Boys before buying a new shirt.

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