#desperate lives au

[georgiapeach30513]

Sub Ari! Sub Ari! Sub Ari! Something... anything on sub Ari please 🥺

Ask and ye shall receive.  So I don’t write Sub!Ari and reader, we get a Sub!Ari X Reader X Curtis.  Ari is a switch.  He can turn off his dominate side, and let his wife and husband Dom him.  He can double Dom with his husband to their wife.  And there is something that makes them both weak, seeing a man bigger than both of them, submit like a good little boy.

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Can We Do Double?

Summary: Curtis catches your punishing Ari.

Pairings:  Ari X Reader X Curtis

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, D/s dynamics, face riding, DD/lg dynamics, throuple (2 men/1 woman), light bondage, anal, teasing, pussy job, cum swapping, praise kink, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.4K

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Curtis walks through the door, and looks around confused. It was too quiet. With a a glance into the living room, thinking he might find you and Ari sleeping, but nothing. If it wasn’t for the fact that both of your cars were here, he would think the house was empty.

He sets off to the bedroom, maybe you were asleep in there. But with an open of the door, the two of you were anything but resting. Ari naked, his cock angry and leaking of precum, begging for attention, while you rode his face. Your hands pressed tightly on his chest, and your head thrown back to the ceiling. Hips gyrating on his flattened tongue, while he basks in your juices. His full beard glistening from your cum.

Ari’s lips go to circle around your bundle of nerves, and you turn to look at him behind you. His eyes deep pools of lust, “Did I say you could move your tongue?”

He mumbles out a no, shaking his head, and you adjust yourself to hover over him. Ari lets a strained whimper, and you chuckle at him, “What were you saying sweet boy?”

“No, you didn’t tell me to move my tongue,” his eyes drift to your cunt that he would prefer to be feasting on. With his hands tied to the bedposts, he can’t drag you back down. “What’s the matter sweetheart?”

“Please, I just want you to sit on my face. Use me.”

“What are you two doing?”

“Hey Daddy!” you give him a little yip and he shakes his head.

“You’re role right now isn’t the submissive. Ari is deep in sub space, you’ll confuse him.”

“Oh yeah, right.”

Curtis slowly begins removing his clothes, a soft, “And she wants me to be submissive,” rolls of his lips, and you pout at him. “Uh-uh. I asked a question. What’re you two doing?”

“Ari…this sweet boy wanted to be punished.”

“Ari,” Curtis chastises, leaning over to look at him. His hand gathering up your slick from his beard, and he pops his thumb into Ari’s desperate mouth. “Is that true?”

He nods his head, that mouth sucking on Curtis’ appendage, and his tongue circling around it. “I bet you thought you would make me let you suck my dick, huh? This sweet princess of ours has already started the punishment though,” Ari whimpers at the thought. He wants it all. It’s never enough.

“What did he do?”

“He scared me,” you answer giving your ass s wiggle, but never settling back over Ari. Leaning down on his chest, you give his lower stomach sweet kisses, creating a trail right to his cock that was in bad need of attention.

“Sweet boy, how could you? Or maybe you’re just a little brat who enjoys this slow torture.”

Using Ari’s chin as a way to stimulate your clit, you lick up his own slit. Ari’s musky flavor invades your senses, and you moan at the feeling.

“Well, you’ve got two choices, baby,” Curtis begins. His fingers slowly unbuttoning his shirt, and he snaps his fingers at you. “Stay with me, Princess.”

“That’s not what you call me.”

“If I use the other one, I’m dealing with a brat who wants to be punished and a needy little cunt who can’t finish what she started. Stay with me,” you know he’s right. This is what he was preparing you for. You wanted Curtis to submit, but then you were easily overwhelmed with Curtis. It was a losing battle.

“Now, baby boy, choice one, you continue letting your mommy fuck that pretty face of yours, while I fuck that tight little cunt. Neither one of us will touch that cock. I like making you cum without touching it.”

“Or?” you ask kissing up Ari’s shaft. Lifting up your ass enough for him to see your drenched pussy clenching around nothing.

“Or, have this angel straddling you, and I take turns fucking both of you.”

Ari’s face turns up in thought. Barely able to properly think with your pretty folds in his face, and Curtis finally removing his pants, his cock hard and throbbing.

“Double?”

“No baby boy, her pussy lips will be hugging your cock, but you won’t be in her. You’ll be sliding that pretty dick through her folds. I’ll be fucking your asses.”

“Yes!” Ari shouts excitedly. “Yes!”

Moving to sit up, you look behind you at his excited face, and he nods, “That didn’t answer the question,” you remind him.

“Fuck us both. Daddy, I need you to stretch out my cunt! And my cock is so needy for something.”

“Alright princess, this sweet boy made a decision,” he holds out a hand for you, and helps you spin around facing Ari. You give your sweet boy a filthy kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue has you grinding over his messy cock. His spongy tip rubs over your clit, and you moan into his mouth.

Taking care of him, while Curtis lubes the two of you up. Thumb fucking the two of you, and Ari’s lewd mewls in your mouth has you begging for more.

Curtis pushes his cock into Ari’s tight little hole first, and that sweet boy gasps on your lips. “I wanna see us make him a wreck,” you lean up, letting Ari’s face be the perfect thing for you and Curtis to watch. Not just his sweet sounds, but the way his face turns up in pleasure. His hands twisting around, as he tries to free himself.

“You know that’s not gonna last,” Curtis mentions, giving a hard thrust into Ari, has him whispering out another please. “He’ll break through those flimsy ties.”

“I wanted him to,” you give Ari a hard grind, and Curtis pulls out of Ari’s ass, and entering into yours. Ari pouts up at you, not out of jealousy, but because he wants to hold you.

Curtis slams his hips into your ass, leaving you a gasping mess. “I did not think you were going to be this easy, Princess.”

“Curtis.”

“Pay attention to him,” you pet along Ari’s beard, telling him what a pretty boy he was. Both you and Curtis loving how he preens with the praise.

Curtis pulls out of you, and enters back into Ari, “Look at you, baby,” you coo down at him, “Make mommy so proud, and break your bonds. Show me how tight that pretty hole of yours is gripping Curtis’ cock by holding me.”

“Holy shit,” Curtis pants, his thrusts turning more swift. Railing into Ari with a fervent need.

Ari does as he’s told, making fists, and you drool at the sight of his thick arms, shining with sweat, and those veins you just want to bite, break his bonds, “Such a good sweet boy,” you sing his praises. He grabs onto your hips hard. Using your body to move up and down on his cock. Delighted that he’s getting a pussy job and Curtis was making him breathless.

The three of you sea of delighted moans, and wet slapping skin. All connected, and no sight of where the other begins. Every part of you belongs to each other. Ari grips your hips even tighter. His muscles rippling with how fast he rubs you on his cock.

“Oh, he’s gripping me so tight. You close baby boy?” Ari struggles to nod, and you can’t help but to run your fingers through his hair. He was always so pretty as he was falling apart. Completely out of his mind with pleasure, and you were part of that reason. It made you feel strong and powerful.

“Ahh, fuck!” Curtis growls, his thrusts reaching an all time high, and he stabs into Ari vigorously, “Let go!”

Curtis was struggling. He was about to blow, and Ari wasn’t there. His nipples right there, you pinch them both hard, and lean down to kiss on his neck, “Let go baby, it’ll feel so good. You look so pretty when you,” Ari lets out a long whine, as he spurts onto the two of you. Your pussy lips loving the extra heat from his added spunk, and with one hard and deep thrust, you hear Curtis letting out his orgasm yell. Slowing his movements and letting Ari milk him dry.

Removing yourself from Ari, you lick up the creamy mess, and turn to give Curtis a taste. His tongue immediately dominating your mouth, as he tastes yours and Ari’s essences. “Very good,” he says pushing you back.

“Baby, you want a bath?”

“Yes, please,” Ari coos, going to sit up. “Daddy?” Curtis cocks up an eyebrow at him, having an idea where this is going. “Can we do double later?”

“Of course. I need you in a different headspace. But I think we can manage double with our Little Princess. You want her ass or her cunt?”

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#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate verse #da au #dau #da au request #ari levinson #sub!ari levinson #curtis everett #ari levinson smut #curtis everett smut #ari x reader x curtis #ari x little princess x curtis #ari levinson x little princess x curtis #ari levinson x reader x curtis

[foolishlovers]

anything can be a good omens au if you’re unhinged enough

#share ur wildest au ideas in the reblogs/comments if u want to pls #i’m still stuck on my h2o just add water au #crowley as rapunzel? gut-wrenching the hunger games au? superstore au with all the found family vibes? #riverdale au but they’re the parents oblivious to their kids establishing new time lines left and right #jurassic park au and they’re both dinosaurs just trying to munch on some grass #ineffable wives in a the wilds au making out on the beach while everyone else is fighting for their lives #glee au they’re teachers from another school reporting mr shue for being creepy af #crowley knows all the dances to high school musical in a modern family au #desperate housewives au but they don’t have any annoying husbands #barbie fairytopia au with rainbow wings do i need to say anything more #love island au they have a fake dating arrangement to get social media famous but they fall for each other anyways #claire’s au aziraphale gets his first piercing crowley shoots it #durex au crowley and aziraphale meet filming an ad for- [gunshot] #ok lemme stop here #good omens #aziracrow #gomens #good omens fics #good omens au #foolish talks #to write

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

This was home.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wei wuxian #jiang cheng #blood #Good bye Jiang Disciples. May you live on in the Lan Wangji in lotus pier AU. #This is going to be the start of a bunch of sad scenes I desperately try to undercut with humour. #You may ask where Elle Woods is considering her help was requested. #The canon answer is that she didn't make it there in time. This is the reason why WWX has the pink phone in present day. #It is a favour she owes him out of apology. #I am also making it canon that Jiang Cheng hates Elle Woods for not being there. His two Nemeses in PD-MDZS are Elle and WWX. #This is why Jiang Cheng doesn't have the phone. He would hunt her down but Bruiser bit him really bad last time he tried. #His pride is too hurt to try again. #I don't think I've done a wordless comic in a while - what a fun challenge! #I'm getting lots of practice with backgrounds in the last few comics - I really feel like I'm getting more comfortable with it! #Obviously I still have a long way to go but this is a journey B*)

[georgiapeach30513-library]

i’m glad i found you again ☹️ here’s a little something while we wait for your original account! baby Rion, chef in the making! 🥰

- floofy is hoping the blog will return!!

Oh Floofer! I needed this! Yes Rion is the one you got to be careful trying to take his food from him. Aster and Beck just let him enjoy it, because he’s too sweet and cute to mess with.

I’m hoping this gets resolved quickly ☹️

#floofanon #floof/TikTok sending anon #desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate verse #da au #dau #Orion Beck #da au video

[goldyluna]

I guess that's the beginning of my new series with Magical Girls as Goddesses lol

I watched Madoka Magica and it was pretty good. Pretty art inspiring so here we are.

I am really proud of this one owo

Other girls

Sayaka Miki

Mami Tomoe

Homura Akemi

Madoka Kaname

IT MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS (or not but better be safe than crying xDDD) BELOW SO IF YOU WANT TO NOT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THIS ANIME, PLZ DON'T READ IT

Kyoko Sakura isn't my favourite character personality wise but her story? Fucking priceless. I just really love those kind of stories that are connected to religion and tragedy xD I really love how this show portrayed it all until her end.

I wanted to draw her as a Goddess like Madoka (I will redesign her to my concept of deity too xD) and i really like the thought of her being a Goddess of Hunger because of her backstory and all of that.

#kyoko sakura #she is a priest born of hunger and desperation #her dreams so hollow but full #her heart never stopped beating. she never stoped living #but her mind corrupted and rotted like apples she loves #kyoko sakura madoka magica #puella magi madoka magica #madoka magica #madoka magica fanart #kyoko sakura fanart #art #digital #digitalart #fanart #mahou shoujo madoka magica #madoka magica goddess #pmmm #Magica Goddess AU

[baeshijima]

soulmate "we would find each other in every lifetime" au, but whenever you find each other there is always just a slight mistiming.

in some instances you meet mere moments before disaster strikes. in others you are forced to be enemies due to untimely misunderstandings. sometimes you only catch a glimpse of the other in passing before they disappear as though they never existed. there would be the odd occasion where only one of you recognised the other, with them not knowing who you are or of the history which haunts your conscience.

and then there would be times you find yourself desperately holding the other, the tears which burn tracks down your cheeks being the only source of warmth on their cold skin.

despite the unnerving predictability fate has in store for you, you both cannot help but to hope that maybe — just maybe — this next lifetime will be kinder to you both; kinder in a way that your souls are not torn apart before they can even meld together.

(though such sentiment never comes true, it doesn't stop the feeble hope from burning aflame when you cross paths every lifetime. repeatedly, incessantly, and without fail.)

#sophie talks : concepts <3 #smth smth desperate love and tragedy and doomed by the narrative in more ways than one #im in a funky angsty tragedy driven mood if u couldnt tell #reincarnation soulmate we would find e/o in every lifetime but its right person wrong time..... sighs...... #honestly this could work in both ways: u both remember ur past lives and share the tragedy or only one of u remembers and bears the weight #and if its both then the lifetimes where only one of u remembers follows through and they remember in the next life who u are #man i still need to finish the blade soulmate au fic i cant keep making soulmate wips...... but i wanna write this..... but no.... but yes.

[salarymanwaka]

#orv #omniscient reader's viewpoint #omniscient reader #全知讀者視角 #yoo joonghyuk #kim dokja #joongdok #중혁독자 #no scenarios au #my art #my favourite thing to draw is oshi cp not banging but living in the moment approximately 5-20 minutes prior #to exploding into hours of desperate pent up passionate lovemaking after 10 years of mutual pining #5.BKK (5 minutes before kiss kiss)

[zappedbyzabka]

He went FULL princess with the singing birds and sparkly eyes. “Hate you? My God, I could never.”

Picture him saying this to Daniel…

#AU where they meet up again long before the Karate war and Cobra Kai show #Johnny had been working so hard to live a better life like he promised on that hill #Sid grew meaner after the tournament and Johnny was left raw from Kreese and he’s just…more demure and cracked like porcelain #The good thing is that he was able to get in touch with his emotions (Bobby was a big help-his bestie who understood everything he’s been #through and was also so desperate to be a better person. They did a lot of inner work together) #Daniel isn’t exactly bitter about the past but he thought Johnny’s ‘You’re alright larusso’ was a flicker of light in a bad person #but then Johnny shows up at his place apologizing? Getting tearful? Smiling prettily and saying he never hated him? #Should he ask him out but word it as a hang out for reconciliation? You bet #lawrusso

[matchingbatbites]

nobody else but you

This is incredibly niche and self indulgent, but sometimes that's just what you have to write for yourself. This is a Steddie + Buckingham rewrite of the final scene from Some Like It Hot, because while this movie is very near and dear to me, the last line gives me the ick! So we're fixing that. Much love to Read and Bee for looking this over and giving me some excellent feedback <3

Eddie and Robin scramble across the beach, both still wearing the performance dresses and Eddie doing his best to keep the wig on his head as they make their way to the pier. 

Steve is waiting for them and he looks over as they approach, his bright smile upon seeing them creating a flurry of butterflies in Eddie’s stomach. He drags Robin over, down the steps and across the planking to where the other man is waiting.

“Steve!" he calls, his voice slipping into a higher tone to keep up his illusion of femininity. "This is my good friend, Robin! She’s going to be a bridesmaid.”

To his credit, Steve just smiles at Robin and barely gives her a “Pleased to meet you,” before Eddie is grabbing him and dragging him down to the speedboat. Steve just grins and throws a look over his shoulder at Robin. “She’s so eager!”

They’re just climbing into the boat when a noise pulls their attention. The trio turn to see Chrissy biking down the stairs, honking the attached horn as she gets closer. Eddie and Steve settle into the front seat as Chrissy hops off the bike, leaving it where it lay as she rushes over.

“Wait! Wait for Chrissy!”

Steve looks at Eddie as he starts the boat, says “Another bridesmaid?”

“Flower girl!” Eddie replies, and Robin stands as Chrissy gets closer, taking one of her hands to help her balance as she climbs into the back seat. 

“Chrissy! What do you think you’re doing?”

“I told you: I'm not very bright.”

How sweet. Eddie reaches over and smacks Steve’s shoulder with a “Let’s go!” and starts to relax as they pull away from the pier.

“You don’t want me, Chrissy,” Robin says as she undoes the top of dress, revealing the masculine clothes she hadn’t had time to change out of, clothes that Chrissy surely recognizes from her supposedly male suitor. “I’m a liar and a phony, a trumpet player, one of those no-goodniks you’ve been running away from!”

“I know,” Chrissy replies, the smile never leaving her face. “Every time!”

“Chrissy, do yourself a favor: go back where the millionaires are, the sweet end of the lollipop. Not the cole slaw in the face and the old socks and the squeezed-out tube of toothpaste-”

The singer just giggles as she winds her arms around Robin’s neck, pulling her closer. “That's right, pour it on. Talk me out of it.”

Robin melts as Chrissy kisses her, can’t help but to wrap her arms around the smaller girl and pull her close. Eddie turns back to the front, knowing that isn’t something he should be seeing, that gentle intimacy between the two girls. He catches Steve’s eye and the man smiles at him.

“I called Mother. She was so happy she cried. She wants you to have her wedding gown, it's white lace.”

Oh this is- This is not going to be fun. Eddie takes a breath and steels himself for the conversation ahead. “Steve, I can’t get married in your mother’s dress. She and I- We’re not built the same way.”

Steve shrugs. “We can have it altered.”

Fuck.

“Oh, no you don't! Look, Steve, I'm going to level with you. We can't get married at all.”

The other man frowns at that, and pulls his eyes away from the water to look at Eddie. “Why not?”

“Well, to begin with, I'm not a natural blonde,” Eddie says as he brushes at the bangs of his wig.

Steve just huffs a laugh and shakes his head. “It doesn't matter.”

“I smoke! I smoke all the time.”

“I don't care.”

“I have a terrible past. For three years now, I've been living with a trumpet player.”

“I forgive you.”

What the fuck! Eddie feels desperate now, and he lets his eyes mist up as he looks into the middle distance. “I can never have children.”

Steve, who had clearly mentioned something about six children while they’d been dancing until sunrise, just smiles. “We can adopt some.”

Well shit. Eddie is out of cards to play, and knows the only thing he has left is the ace up his sleeve. “But you don't understand! Oh-” He reaches up and tears off the blonde wig, revealing his short, curly brown hair, and lowers his voice to its natural tone as he says “I’m a man.”

He certainly isn’t expecting Steve to smile, to give him a gentle, sincere "Okay."

What? He- Huh?

“Okay? That's it? Just okay?”

“Yeah? We spent hours dancing together the other night, you think I wouldn’t notice that something was different about you?”

Oh. “But- But what if I never said anything? You were just going to accept me as a girl with a guy’s body or something?”

Steve looks at him, all soft and gooey as he reaches over to take Eddie’s hand. “Babydoll, I fell in love with your personality. You’re a fucking firecracker, and anything else is just the cherry on the sundae. If you say you’re a girl, then you’re a girl, and I was a hundred percent ready to accept that. You being a man doesn’t change how I feel about you.”

Oh god, Steve really is the sweetest guy, isn't he? Eddie thinks about the night they spent together, the hours of dancing and talking and the way they seem to fit together like two perfect little puzzle pieces. He thinks about Steve, and makes a decision. 

“I mean, I’m definitely a man. But I- I don’t mind wearing dresses, and I wouldn’t mind posing as your wife, in public. Especially if it would get me Mother’s approval.”

The beaming smile Steve gives him is enough to calm any anxiety he has about the future, and he laces their fingers together. “You don't have to do that. I’m sure she would love you regardless, honey.”

“Eddie. My name is Eddie.”

Steve’s smile doesn’t fade as he looks over again with a soft “Eddie,” and Eddie really doesn’t know how it’s possible to fall for someone this hard this fast, but he wouldn’t trade it for a single fucking thing.

#and they all live happily ever after in steve's huge house #i desperately wanted the main duo to be either robin and steve or eddie and chrissy #but this is what felt most true to the characters #fic #steddie fic #steddie #buckingham fic #buckingham #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #chrissy cunningham #some like it hot au #joey writes

[chimerahyperfix]

You’re looking for something— no, someone, too, aren’t you?

(I can’t comprehend how you understand what’s going on, with your lifeless shell. Craft as you are.)

#isat #in stars and time #live a live #isat loop #cube live a live #RAHHHHHH [COMBINES MY FIXATIONS] #behold my crack fic au. tiny robot in dormont #I’m cooking let me cook. cube has the little guy little dude vibes #and is also canonically like. a baby? #their chapter in the game happens the day they were finished #so. a baby. #cube is so <3. their chapter is a space horror #I would 100% recommend at least watching a video of it #IT GOES CRAZYYYYYY #pov flicking a card that says die child die at the floor. so #anyways. this au makes no sense to anyone but me #this is MY funny house and I’m going to play in it #worlds smartest baby [a robot] figures out timeloop shit before the party more at 2 #if you ask I WILL ramble abt the concept of this au I will #<- trying desperately to get away from working on my other au post #[I need to draw smth for it and I’m struggling lollll] #sitting here like ughhh I don’t wanna draw this imageee [puts off entire au post] #ANYWAYSSSS #LOOP WOULD HATE THIS KID. the fuck is a robot. #the fuck is this damn thing and how has it read me literally immediately #how dare you be made of craft. be artificial. and be able to read my despair like a book #how dare you; a fake being made by someone else. be more human to me than the people that once were my party #how dare you want to help me when I dont know you because you didn’t EXIST in my loops #…but. uh. thanks for the coffee. even if I can’t drink it I recognize the sentiment. or whatever #falls to the floor dramatically. oughhhh loop and cube ougughhh

[georgiapeach30513]

This Beautiful Family

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Summary:  Harlan loves his family

Pairings:  Ransom X Harlan

Rating:  🥺🥺🥺🥺

Warnings:  mentions of jumping on the bed, soft!Ransom, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.8K

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Harlan leans over to give Story a kiss to her head, pulling the book out of the sleeping child’s hand when he looks over at his grandson.  Ransom gives a soft kiss to your sleeping self, baby Lucy face down on his chest with her butt in the air.  Iris leans her body on the other side of Ransom.  With Blade sprawled across yours and Ransom’s lap, and even in your sleep your fingers comb through Aster’s hair.  

Harlan had many doubts that he would ever see Ransom like this.  The boy, now a man, had seen his fair share of ups and downs, especially with you.  The two of you had fought not to be together, and now you were proving that you were meant to be.  It was serene at the estate.  The annual house Christmas decorating day had ended with Harlan’s reading of A Christmas Carol, and Story’s sleepy children’s version of The Nutcracker.  And now the old man looks at the other as if Ransom was his own son.  

His children that he desperately fought for sprawled around on the two of you, except the tiny nine-year-old in Harlan’s lap.  Ransom’s deep blue eyes dart around to each family member as he exhales a breath he didn’t know he was holding, “They’re uncomfortable,” he mumbles, leaning over to rest his head on you.

He couldn’t move with Blade’s legs on his lap, and you and Iris on his shoulders, and his fifth on his chest.  “Would you trade it?” Harlan’s deep voice whispers over to Ransom, and he shakes his head no.

“Not for all the money in the world,” Lucy’s mouth opens in a wide yawn, and she snuggles in tighter to Ransom.  A hand going up to his beardless face that she wasn’t all too fond of.  Those chubby little hands rubbing on his cheek.

“I don’t think I tell you enough, but I’m proud of you, son.”

“I didn’t do this,” he twists his head to give you a quick peck.  “I couldn’t have done any of it.”

“You found a woman worth fighting for.  Became a better man to prove to her you were worthy.  Stepped up when your daughters needed you.  Risked everything to save their lives, and you think you didn’t do anything?”

Iris throws an arm over her dad and Lucy, her face squished up against him.  “Accidentally got her pregnant before your wedding.  Probably because you two can’t keep your hands off of each other.  Was there for her after our angel, Anders.  Was her rock after this tiny thing came into the world,” Harlan looks down at his sleeping tiny baby, petting his wrinkled hand over her angelic face.  He was worried sick that Story wouldn’t make it, and now in ways she was the most dramatic of all.

“Begged for how many years for that baby that sleeps on you.  And she’s every bit of your spawn.  Has your attitude completely.  I think you’ve done a lot.  And I’m proud of you.  Should have asked you to move in years ago.  Blade should have been brought home here.  Your spitting image, but he’s sweet and caring like his mama.”

“I’m sweet and caring,” Ransom looks up at Harlan, giving his grandfather a quick pout.

“Yes, son, you are.  And that sweet Iris, she may not look like you, but she’s every bit your sweet baby.  She’s always had a tender bond with you.  Now that one,” he chuckles looking at Aster.  “Carved right out of your ass.  Your eyes, your cocky attitude, your smart mouth, hardworking, loving, defensive towards her family, dedicated; she’s going to be amazing when she gets older.  Carry on your legacy with the company, I have no doubt.  Just don’t let her make movies out of my books.  Maybe there will be one that will write mystery novels akin to mine, and you can make those into movies.”

“Story’s going to write,” Ransom kicks his legs up onto the ottoman, getting a scowled face from Lucy.  “She already does.”

“Story won’t be writing mystery novels.  They’ll be dragons, and princesses, and Sir Lancelot,” looking up at his grandfather, he rolls his eyes, shaking his head.  “You wait and see.  She wishes on a star every night.  Be prepared.”

“What of my shy son?” Ransom reaches out a hand, and pushes back the hair in Blade’s eyes.  He knew why you babied your son so much, he looked just like him, and he had the sweetest soul.  Blade was a good kid, one of his best behaved children.  And like Iris he had his insecurities.

“Your intelligent son.  He’ll grow out of that shyness.  Not too much, because I quite like it.  It’s sweet.  He’s going to make you so proud.  Just like how you make me proud.  He’s going to carve his own way, and I hope he’s not the womanizer that you were.  But if he is, when he finds that special someone, I hope he doesn’t fight it like you did.  How long after you and Kitten were, you know, when you knew?”

“Sooner than you think,” he chuckles.  He admitted long after the two of you got together that it happened sooner than he originally wanted.  You were different.  And he knew it.

“It was this pull to you, wasn’t it?” Ransom rolls his eyes to meet Harlan’s.  “Like no matter how hard you tried to stay away you couldn’t.  Didn’t even want to call up your regular girls.  You waited for her to call, and would throw any obligation aside to be with her.  You played your games with her, but there was a moment, during the jumping on the bed, that you knew it meant more.  Stared at her longer, because you didn’t want to forget any moment.  Hoped she would fall asleep next to you, so you could enjoy her company, her scent, her breath, her air, her taste even longer.”

“How did you know that?”

“That’s how I felt about your grandmother.  We’re not so different, Ransom.  Had you not been born to your terrible father, I would say you were my clone.  How long did it take?”

“After the first time I met her, I wanted to know more, didn’t know why.  Ransom Drysdale could have any woman.  And then I saw her at the bar…I couldn’t get her out of my head.  There was something enticing about her being taken, I could have her without the commitment.”

“How long?” Harlan repeats.

“After a month.  A handful of meetings, I didn’t want to let her go.  I couldn’t let her go.”

“And I’m still right here, baby,” Ransom should have known that the sound of his voice wasn’t going to keep you asleep for long.  He didn’t care.  While it was the first time saying that out loud, he meant every word.  “And look at our babies,” you grunt as you sit up.  “They’re uncomfortable.”

“Would you trade it?” Harlan asks with a smile.

“Not for all the money in the world,” you say, leaning over to kiss Ransom’s lips.

“And one day,” Harlan begins as he looks around at his family.  “One day, you’re going to be sitting in this chair, or on the couch together.  Your grown children arguing about something that happened when they were kids, and you're going to have a house full of grandchildren.  Some cuddling with you, some chasing each other around, some I’m sure will laugh as their parents playfully fight, some will be playing Go, you better keep that alive.  But I hope that they fill this dusty old estate up with all these pretty babies.  These kids, they’re the reason I’ve stayed alive for so long.  They keep me young, and I want to see all that they accomplish.”

“A lawyer,” Ransom says, looking at Iris.  While he hated Andy, he knew how much she desired to do law, and that she would follow in her father and Andy’s footsteps.  She could softly debate any topic.  “And a good mama.  I’m gonna be stuck with Tweedle Dee forever, aren’t I?”

“A CEO,” you give a kiss on Aster’s brunette hair.  “She’s going to change Blood Like Wine.”

“And she’s going to make me so proud,” Harlan laughs, “Gonna keep Walt on his toes when she tells him who is in charge.  Aster Drysdale doesn’t take no for an answer.  She’s going to modernize that company, and expand on it.”

“My Bladey is going to do everything,” you cup his cheek, wishing you could slow time down.  “He’s going to be into computers, games, he’ll follow his Uncle JJ somehow.  He’s so smart, I’m sure he could hack into the FBI’s system.”

“Our Story book,” Story’s head flops back, and her mouth opens slightly, “She’s got so many stories to tell, and she’ll tell him.  She’ll become a queen of her own castle. Be the Queen of Boston when her knight in shining armor climbs up the trellis, and rescues her.  He’ll climb up there one last time, and they’ll never part.”

“If you tell me that I’m going to be stuck with Tweedle Dum, too,” you giggle, drawing out his name as you look at him.  “I’m serious.  She’s another one that doesn’t take no as an answer.”

“And Luciana Violet may be much too small to determine, but that child, she’s going to pave her own way.  She dances to a completely different tune, remember that when you feel she’s so much different than the rest.  She may be all Drysdale, but she’s going to do her own thing.  She’s going to be just like her father.”

“No!”

“Ransom, she’s your daughter.  She’s just like you were.”

“I don’t want her to be like me.  She’s too sweet.  Can we make her be like her mother?” Both you and Harlan shake your heads no.  “Oh, I don’t like this game.  You’re basically saying that I’ve got the boneheads in my life forever, I’m having lots of grandkids, Aster is staying single…”

“No,” Harlan shakes his head no, and Ransom throws his head back.  “Aster is going to try and follow what she thinks everyone wants her to do.  But when she least expects it, a shooting star is going to make her want to make a wish for the first time.  The moon will change the tide, and she’s going to find just the person she was meant to be with in this whole galaxy.”

“Why are you talking like that?  Kitten, why is he talking like that?”

“I feel it in these old bones.  Bladey is going to be like you,” you gasp, holding Blade closer.

“You don’t want him to be like me?”

“Ran, you were a whore.  My baby will never be a whore.”

“We’ll see, woman.  We’ll see.”

“And you’re never allowed to tell me I told you so.  Blade is always going to be my sweet boy.”

“Until he finds a sweet girl he wants to corrupt.”

“Okay.  This conversation is over.  Harlan as always these conversations are riveting.  But I am going to get my babies in bed, and I’m going to pretend this conversation never happened.”

“Kitten?” You look over towards Harlan, and he gives you a smile.  Lifting his aged hand up, he wipes away the tears, “I’m proud of you, too.  Thank you for giving me this beautiful family.”

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#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate verse #da au #dau #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale fluff #ransom drysdale x reader #random drysdale x fem!reader #ransom drysdale x y/n #ransom drysdale x you #dilf!ransom drysdale #domestic fluff #chris evans #knives out #harlan thrombey

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Random Don Bruno Au idea (this is kinda long and still a work-in-progress so bear with me):

The entire gang survives and defeats Diavolo. Bruno was ecstatic that he could finally live a calm life outside of the mafia and that Giorno, someone he trusted and loved like a brother, would be in charge of Passione now.

Except that didn’t end up happening.

The gang immediately begins to pester Bruno about becoming the next boss. They state that Giorno was too young to lead and Bruno was the only other person that could take up the role of Don. Bruno never wanted to become Don, but he now felt selfish for wanting to leave Passione’s fate to a fifteen year old boy. So he agrees to be the next boss. He tells himself it won’t be that bad. He knows he’ll have his gang’s support when he needed it.

Except he didn’t.

Mista was a capo now and had his own problems to take care of. Narancia and Trish we’re back in school, living normal lives (he couldn’t help but be jealous). And Fugo was still missing.

He still had Abbacchio, but his attention quickly became suffocating. The man was terrified of almost losing Bruno again, so he became incredibly protective of him. He didn’t let other unfamiliar members of the mafia near Bruno, didn’t allow Bruno to talk with regular civilians, and always inspected every single piece of food, clothing, and any other gifts that Bruno was given to make sure they weren’t poisoned. Abbacchio wasn’t treating him like an equal anymore, he was treating him like some frail child.

Bruno feels isolated and stressed. He has so much work to do but so little support to actually help him get through it easily. The idea of his gang trapping him in a position he didn’t want in the first place never crossed his mind. But it happened. It happened and he’s stuck.

I purposely left Giorno out because I’m still thinking about how he’d fit into the Au. What I’m certain about though is that he (and Fugo when he comes back) are not happy about anything.

#jjba #jojo vento aureo #bruno bucciarati #bruno buccellati #bruno jojo #leone abbacchio #leone jojo #pannacotta fugo #fugo jojo #giorno giovanna #jjba giorno #my random thoughts #don bruno au #there’s also the fact that he probably has thousands of assassins on his ass now #he will literally never be able to live the calm life he desperately wants #it’s Bruno angst time #i apologize if anyone seems too out of character #the point is just to take the same old Don Bruno aus and spice them up a bit

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my human montana taz taagnus au wasnt a lie

#taagnus #taako x magnus #taz balance #taako #magnus burnsides #um um um #me just drawing taako in my actual outfits #bitches who live in montana be like: gonna make the blorbos suffer too #i am leaving in a few days and wont be back for like a year plus which is bittersweet #ANYWAY #this has been brewing in my mind for a bit now #trying to figure out why in montana other than i want it to be #drawing human taako is like cursed... #disgraced tv chef meets seasonal worker widower #heyyyyy the 3 people actively talking about taagnus (desperately) #my art #taz fanart #montana taagnus au

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If you have thought of this what romance are going on in the hom au

Eh, tbh romance is not the main focus in this au. Like at all?? So far I only had in mind like one canon couple, and a smatter of side crack ships somewhere much further down the road, but its more of an afterthought.

The only thing I can say for certain that I'm not planning any romantic ships within main 9 cast, if only because I mostly see them as very close friendships between people with unique experiences that found others who can understand them in this AU. Tho there is only one crack exception of BenRex, which would be viewed as that sort of unexpected close best bros with gay vibes, because I find this ship endlessly hilarious and its too tempting to make other character constantly comment on it.

The reason why I say 'Im not planning to' is because AUs are unpredictable, and while I do not intend to make any ships happen, who tf knows what will happen as things progress. lol

but ye, romance is like meh ¯\_(ツ)_/¯, so sorry anyone if you like expect any ships in this au, you are out of luck my dudes

#que? #hom au #hom au Q&A #there might not be active romance in this au BUT i hope to get into feelings angst and fluff anyways #also as an older person with no romantic relationships and struggling with existence i desperately want to see my old fav cartoon friends #living their lives with all the joys and struggle (a lot of struggle because i barely live and im not a superhero so how tf do they do it) #without the main focus on romance??? i love shipping but sometimes you just wanna vibe without that ;D #so ye.

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Sketchbook dump because I’m hhwhwhwhwhwhww tired from school

Some of these are from today some are from a week ago lesgo

1st one: a little practice 2-page spread I did a week or so ago so I could get used to drawing hobies hair (I’ve just been struggling with drawing hair a little in general recently idk what’s been going on) but uhhh yeah :) I’m pretty happy with it, I like the one highlighted in yellow on the left page (ignore the foo fighters sticker I got a cd that day so I kept the label for some reason, also my brother gave me that sticker real neat, also the page is so smudged omfg 😭)

2nd: (did this one and the rest today in my online classes because I was bored 🥱) inspired by a post I saw going in depth about Miguel’s personality (go read it, I reblogged it yesterday!!!) he is so kenough this might be my favorite drawing I’ve ever done with him :3 also ace Miguel is canon I’m Sony trust me guys

3rd: random dragon I drew and just made an OC. No they will probably not get any lore. They just exist. Hold your applause /j

4th: warriors au doodles!! Mostly some lore related stuff so I’ll go from left to right with some lil’ tidbits and facts

- the top drawing on the left page is of Reclusebite (Miguel) and his littermate, Dusty (Gabriel, Miguel’s canon brother from the comics that I hear are really bad so I refuse to read them). I don’t think I’ll ever really include Dusty in anything since idk much abt him but I think he’s quite the silly guy. Probably misses his brother because he went on to go start a little kitty club.

- the drawing under that is just a kind of like.. filler thing?? I like the idea of warriors having more than one apprentice for some reason so I liked the idea of Reclusestar having to mentor both Spikepaw (Hobie Brown) and Nightpaw (catified Spider-Man OC, he doesn’t do much storywise.). I think it’s funny. They probably bother him a lot but he still doesn’t care enough to be mad, just annoyed and disappointed sometimes.

- the right page is just spiderdad content because it is canon in this au hehehe,, I like my Brightsky (Peter B Parker) design a lot hes silly and kinda reminds me of fanon harestar designs.

Anyway that’s it I’m gonna post some digital art + headcanons sometimes soon hopefully :)

#across the spiderverse #atsv #lgbt #I have this pack of mildly goofy pride stickers I’m desperately trying to use lol #miguel o'hara #hobie brown #peter b parker #spiderdads #warrior cats #warriors au #wings of fire #sketchbook art #he is kenough #I propped my sketchbook up on on the true lives of the Fabulous Killjoys national anthem because this book is huge Jesus Christ #now I wanna draw killjoys art 😦 #I need to take a nap but I am physically incapable of doing that #spideys sketchbook #british spider #✮ Spider scribbles ✮

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girl help i keep on developing an au so disparate from the source material that it's practically its own story so no one has ANY frame of reference for it.

#cytherea.txt #i have this really detailed mirrorverse au where rook lived and rebecca died #and ub got split up and paige had adam as a bodyguard from a young age #and rook became allied with the rogues bc his sister (who's DEFINITELY the rogue leader right????) wanted him to be a mole #and he was really disillusioned with the agency after they got rebecca killed #and anyway so paige is kinda this supernatural mob princess who has adam fully wrapped around her finger #oh and also paige is the front desk receptionist for the wayhaven pd instead of douglas #(but she's bringing a little doug energy to it she's always on her damn phone but she's always on top of her work) #oh and also sometimes i do add in that normal paige and adam meet their mirrorverse counterparts #and both paiges desperately want to have a foursome but mirror!adam won't go for it #and normal!adam is so sexually repressed he can't even think straight and just says like hhgh #ANYWAY like if you love cringe ignore if you value sanity