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thatmrmiller · 1 year

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Every Man Gets his Wish

Warnings: 18+ smut, significant age gap, virgin!reader, kinda purity/corruption kink, problematic conversations around the hetero-normative concept of virginity, unprotected sex, power imbalance, cheating, blackmail/ coercion, noncon, forced breeding. Dead Dove, very creepy content, overall discretion advised.

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A/N: credit to @serenaxpedro for the prompt, what an idea... Title is from the unreleased Lana song!

Sarah Miller was your college roommate. You became friends quickly, she was bubbly and personable and you felt as though you had known her for years.

Soon it turned into something else, you weren't sure you were necessarily official, but you fooled around together and dated. Then, one weekend, she invited you to go home with her.

So there you were, in her childhood bedroom. Her dad was out and you were both hanging out the window, sharing a joint. She was giggly at the best of times but combined with the weed, she was downright ridiculous.

"Shhh!" You urged. "What if he comes home?"

"You think he didn't smoke weed in his twenties?" She laughs.

"That's different, you- We-" She pulls a silly expression, waiting for you to go on, but you burst out into laughter before you can finish your thought.

After the joint is finished you lay in bed together, her on her back with her head on the pillow and you on your stomach next to her, kicking your legs up in the air behind you.

You point out a poster on the wall "Who the hell is that?" You ask.

She laughs and gets out her phone. "A band I was obsessed with when I was younger. Listen."

She plays a terrible song, an angsty boyband and you laugh along with her.

You hadn't even heard her dad's truck pull up or him enter the house.

"I had such a crush on him." She admits, showing you a photo of one of the band members.

"Gross." You say.

"I thought you liked guys too?" She responds.

"I do, I guess, but I'm picky."

"What do you mean by picky?"

"Well... I've slept with probablyyyy..." You drag out the word. "I don't know. A few girls at least. But never a guy."

She laughs. "So you're a virgin?"

You throw a pillow at her softly. "I'm not a-" You laugh too. "I'm not a virgin. There's nothing that says you must sleep with a dude to lose your virginity."

She hums, unconvinced.

Neither of you are aware that her dad is standing right outside the bedroom door. He hadn't even meant to snoop, he was just going to knock and tell you he was home. But he was interested in the conversation and listened in.

"I just have never met a guy I was remotely interested in sleeping with. They're so. Bleh." You pull a face as you make the mocking sound and she laughs.

"Well you're in college now so I'm sure that will change."

"College boys are no better than high school boys. They all suck." You giggle.

"I'm hungry." She announces, and jumps off the bed.

Just then, a knock sounds on the bedroom door.

"Can I come in?" A gruff voice sounds.

Your eyes widen in panic, worried he will come in, smell the weed, and lose his shit. You know your own dad would. Sarah sees your nerves and rolls her eyes at you.

"What is it?" She responds.

The door opens and you see Sarah's dad for the first time. He is tall and broad, visibly muscular under his tight dark tshirt. You look away, worried you were staring. But then again, you're high, and paranoid, and you probably weren't.

"Just came in to say I'm home. You girls need anything?" He asks.

"Food." Sarah says quickly. Too quickly. You shoot her a look.

He just laughs, muttering "I wonder why." Then he continues, "Well I went to the store today. There's chips, and, other stuff, I think."

She is already pushing past him.

He watches her go and then his gaze turns to you. He is smirking. He must be able to tell you are squirming with anxiety.

"I don't care about the weed." He says.

Your eyes are still wide in panic. You don't know what to respond.

He walks further into the room, still watching you.

"So..." He says. "You're Sarah's... Girlfriend?"

You feel your cheeks burn with embarrassment.

"Shouldn't you ask her that?" You say. Admittedly, it maybe comes out ruder than you intended.

He laughs and whistles. "Alright. Feisty. I see why she likes you."

You don't respond. You continue to stare at him. You don’t know what he wants from you, and the whole ‘Cool Dad’ thing isn’t particularly impressive to you.

He licks his lips. “Anyway, from what I hear, sounds like you’re a good girl. So I don’t mind.”

You wonder what he means by that and realise he must have heard the conversation that you were having just before he came in. If it was possible, you feel yourself blushing harder.

His gaze is practically painful, you feel so embarrassed. The look on his face tells you that he knows this, and something else behind his eyes tells you he might even be enjoying it.

“I liked what I heard.” He says. You can see his gaze wandering all over you, you are only wearing a vest and shorts. “Always better to skip messing around with boys and wait for a man.”

You don’t meet his eye.

Sarah’s footsteps approach and he goes to leave the room, shooting you a wink.

She enters with her arms ladened with chips, soda, and candy.

You laugh at the sight of her. She closes the door behind herself with her foot.

“What did he want?” She asks, dropping her stash on the bed.

“Oh umm…” You try and think of what to say. “Just asking how school’s going.”

She laughs. “Surprising. He doesn’t take an interest in my degree.”

You just smile back and shrug. You feel bad about lying but you don’t know how to explain that you think her dad might have been creeping on you.

You lay in bed together, eating snacks and playing on your phones.

After a while, you’re thirsty. “I need water.” You say.

“Go help yourself.” She says, smiling.

“What if your dad’s downstairs?” You ask.

“It doesn’t matter.” She responds.

“But-”

“Don’t be a baby.” She taunts. “You can go to the kitchen without me holding your hand.”

You hit her playfully. She knows you’re not even shy so you don’t have a good excuse as to why you don’t want to go down alone.

You groan loudly and stand up.

“Can I at least get a sweater? I feel naked.”

She gestures to one strewn over her chair.

“Thanks.” You say. You put it on and it drowns you, covering your shorts.

You tiptoe down to the first floor quietly, not wanting your movements around the house to be easily noticeable.

You hear the television on as you get to the bottom of the stairs and realise he is in the living room, you would have to walk directly past him to get to the kitchen.

You flash him a smile as you pass, and he stares at you. You turn round when you enter the kitchen and he’s still staring, his eyes glued to your ass. He doesn’t even try to be subtle. Gross.

You find the cupboard that contains the glasses and run the tap. You jump as you turn round and find he is standing there, only the kitchen island separating you.

“Cute sweater.” He says, pointing at your chest.

“Umm…” You look down. It has the name of a baseball team on it. “It’s Sarah’s.”

“Actually, it’s mine.” He corrects.

“Oh. Sorry. She gave it to me.”

“Nothing to be sorry about, darlin’. Looks good. Keep it.” He says, nodding.

You don’t argue, but it’s not like you are actually going to keep it. You’ll just take it right back off and give it to Sarah. You only put it on so you didn’t attract his attention. It unfortunately had the opposite effect.

You have dealt with creepy guys before, but you have never been in their house. It is so much more intimidating. The fact he was attractive made it harder too, drawing you to him despite the obvious danger he posed.

You offer him a stiff smile and go to make your way round the kitchen counter and past him. He sidesteps and blocks your path.

An awkward laugh escapes you, and you look up at him.

He watches you, smiling. The tension is getting to you. He doesn’t make any move out of your way.

“What do you want from me?” You whisper.

“What? Nothing, sweetheart.” He says, frowning in confusion.

For a moment, you thought he was being genuine and you think you might have been reading this all wrong. Guilt twinges at you and you consider the situation. Maybe he was just lonely and awkward. Maybe Sarah didn’t have people round often and he was genuinely trying to be welcoming in his own way.

But he still doesn’t move.

“Excuse me.” You whisper.

He reaches a hand out to touch your face. You recoil but he pursues you, taking another step closer.

He runs his thumb across your lips.

“Funny. What you said earlier about being a virgin. It’s so obvious to me now.” He says.

You freeze in place, feeling your face heating in shock and embarrassment.

“There’s this… Look in your eyes. And how shy and embarrassed you get, how much you blush.” He says softly. One of his hands is gently stroking at your face, his thumb still tracing your bottom lip.

You try not to meet his eye, desperately looking for something else to focus on.

“Maybe you could use a lesson.” He muses.

“Mr Miller I-”

He finally steps away. “Hey, no pressure. I’m just kidding.”

Then, as you walked away, he slapped your ass.

You curse yourself for moments ago considering giving him the benefit of the doubt. He knew exactly what he was doing.

You couldn’t turn to face him so you scurried back up the stairs. You heard him chuckle behind you and your skin crawled. What was this guy’s problem?

You slammed the door behind you after hurrying into Sarah’s room.

“Woah.” She says, looking up to take in your expression. “What’s wrong?”

She reaches out to you and you climb onto the bed beside her.

You try to smile but it’s stiff and you feel closer to tears than anything.

“I don’t know. Bad weed I think. I feel so weird.”

You couldn’t tell her what was going on with Mr Miller. You barely understood yourself, never mind trying to explain it.

“Come here, chicken.” She says, reaching out and pulling you into her chest. You laughed a little at the nickname you had for each other.

Her sweet scent and warmth lulls you to sleep.

You wake up in the early hours of the morning needing to use the bathroom.

You pad barefoot across the hall and into the main bathroom. As you wash your hands, there is a soft knock at the door. You are still dazed from sleep and you open it.

You are instantly pushed backwards and the door closes again. Mr Miller.

He presses you into the counter immediately. He seems to have been drinking the whole time you have been asleep, his eyes a little glazed over and his movements slightly off balance.

“How you doin’?” He slurs.

“I’m fine, please-” He grinds into you, you are pinned against the counter and both his arms are either side of you, caging you in.

“Please, don’t do this.” You plead.

“What?” He says. “What don’t you want me to do?”

“I don’t know- just, any of this, please. I didn’t ask for any of this.”

“I think you did ask for it, baby. Think you’ve been asking for it all night. You came into my house, you bragged about never having been fucked before, and you expect me not to take that as a challenge? Paraded around in my clothes in front of me, with your ass out like a whore? Huh? That’s not asking for it?”

You feel tears forming in your eyes. “Bragging? No, honestly, that was a private conversation. One that you were not supposed to be involved in.”

“This is my house. Nothing that happens under my roof is private from me. Don’t be disrespectful.” He spits.

Your fear and discomfort turns into frustration. “Is this what you do? Force yourself on all of Sarah’s guests? I should go tell her.”

You try to push past him but he grabs both of your wrists and pushes his groin harder against you. You can practically taste the alcohol on his breath because of how close he is to you.

“Maybe I’ll go tell her you tried it on with me. She’ll be heartbroken, doll. You’re a real catch.”

You glare at him. This is fully-fledged blackmail.

“And then what ya’ gonna do?” He continues. “College is a long way off. So is home. It’s the middle of the night.”

You swallow your retort, realising he is right. You are technically stuck here, at least until the morning. You try a different tactic, sighing deeply.

“Listen, Mr. Miller, I’m really sorry for all this. I think we got off on the wrong foot. I, I don't want this. Can we just agree to forget all this, please? For Sarah?”

His eyes flash with something violent.

“Don’t bring her into this.”

“Please Mr-”

“Don’t call me that.” He snaps.

“Why?” You say sweetly.

He grabs your hand and forces it against the hard bulge in his jeans. “Because you’re turning me on.”

You could always yell out to Sarah.

As if reading your mind, he brings a hand to your mouth and presses down, covering it. His other hand works it’s way into your shorts. You squirm and try to kick at him but he’s strong and holds you in place.

“No one’s had you before?” He says. “Really?”

He isn’t looking for an answer, as he doesn’t take his hand away that is gripping your mouth.

“I haven’t fucked a virgin in years.” He says.

Your skin crawls at the thought as he continues to rub the outside of your underwear. You are doing all you can to avert your gaze and avoid his eyes, not wanting to see the sick look of pleasure he is bound to have behind them.

His fingers are rubbing through your folds, it is unpleasant, you aren’t getting wet because you are so uncomfortable. He takes his hand out and spits on it before forcing it back into your underwear, roughly inserting two fingers inside you.

He groans as he pushes them inside of you, you continue to whimper against the hand he has pressed to your mouth. He curls his fingers deep inside you and the stretch is painful.

He flashes you a dangerous look and hisses "Don't make a sound."

He removes the hand covering your mouth and you are intimidated into doing as he says, keeping quiet.

With both hands he tears off your shorts and underwear, and spins you round so your ass faces him and you are looking in the mirror.

You close your eyes, not wanting to see him or yourself as the situation unfolds. You feel him unzipping his jeans behind you and the heavy weight of his erect cock hits your ass. You feel him stroke himself a few times before gripping your thighs and spreading them apart, lifting one of your knees up to the counter and shifting himself to enter inside of you.

"Please don't-" You whimper, your voice weak and quiet.

He hisses at you to be quiet again.

He rubs his cock through your folds a couple of times before bringing it to your entrance. You gasp as he pushes it into you mercilessly, you are tight and unprepared. He stuffs himself inside you all the way to the hilt and tears threaten to spill from your eyes.

He immediately sets an aggressive pace, not a care for your discomfort as you squirm under him. His hands grip you roughly, holding you as still as possible to allow him to have his way with you.

After a while, you get used to the feeling and grow numb to the pain of his huge cock piercing into you. He breathes heavily in your ear and you cringe at the intimate sounds, trying your best to shut out all of the sensations, trying not to feel, not to hear, not to watch as he does this.

“Look at yourself, fuckin’ slut.” He says. He pulls your hair so as to lift your head up, forcing you face to face with yourself in the mirror. “Every girl’s good till she takes the right cock. Then look. Turns you all into filthy fuckin’ whores.”

Your expressions are pornographic. Your brows are pulled together and your eyes are practically glazed over. You look cock drunk and ridiculous. You barely have it in you to be ashamed of yourself, as you are starting to enjoy what he is doing to you.

“You’re gonna think of me every time you take another cock.” He hisses in your ear. “You’re never gonna have anyone again without wishing it was me fucking this tight little cunt.”

You don't respond, your eyes drifting closed. He grips your face roughly. "Keep them open. Watch yourself. You like it."

He shows no mercy with his rough thrusts, but his pace eventually begins to slow. "Gonna fill you with my cum. You want that?"

You look at him in panic and he seems to enjoy that, a twisted grin appearing on his face once again.

"P-Please, no-" You stutter. "Please don't-"

"Shut up and take it." He grunts, his thrusts somehow feeling deeper than ever as he ruts into you.

After a few moments he releases a strangled groan and stills inside you. You feel his hot release leaking into you and you let out a sob. He watches you in glee as he pulls out and your legs shake, struggling to steady yourself against the counter.

He tucks his cock into his jeans and you keep your eyes pressed shut, you can't look at him.

“You’re welcome back any time, honey.” He says.

He exits the bathroom and you are left to deal with your girlfriend’s dad’s cum dripping down your inner thighs.

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m1ssunderstanding · 2 months

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Understanding Lennon McCartney Rewatch Part 2.2

Prettyyyyy

Maybe John's not actually crazy for thinking Hey Jude is to him? “For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool by making his world a little colder.” fool is, in my tin hat world, often a code name for Paul in their songs. And that description is certainly him to a t actually. I wonder why I've never considered it before.

John: are you happy here, honey? Paul: I ain't happy here my honey, can you take me back? How many songs does Paul write from 1968 on about trying to go back? One day I'm going to make a list and it'll be a long one.

And thus begins the phase of they just can't help it, can they? But they really wish they could. They make each other so so happy, but they really wish they didn't. It would hurt less that way.

I love the comparison of Linda's pictures of everyone else and then of John. It just shows that it's not a her problem – that's such a lovely one of George, who Hates Yoko – it's how he feels about her.

John, coming up with every possible weapon to provoke Paul, finally has Yoko sing Paul's part in one of their songs. It really is such a slap in the face. But of course breaking the sanctity of their music is what does it best. And still, all he gets out of him is a look before he walks away. Whatever it is that John wants, I think Paul literally can not give it to him.

Btw the white album is my favorite, probably. There's just such incredible diversity on it. It's so much fun, you never get tired of it, and it's an excellent display of their genius and versatility.

He looks like an abandoned puppy.

What do we think? John says Paul drummed on WDWDITR. Paul says Ringo did. Who is telling the truth?

“It was getting to be where he wanted to do it like that but he couldn't make the break . . .” So John thinks Paul doing his songs by himself means he wants to break the group up? I personally read it as him not wanting to annoy everyone with his bossiness, but that's just my take.

John talking about how it's him and Yoko now, but before, it was . . .

George needs to send them a cease and desist notice or he'll sue them for breech of character the amount of times they drag him into things he's not a part of. Especially if they're not going to even fucking spare him a glance in reality. Please and thank you, Hare Krishna.

Paul's epigraph on the two virgins cover. “Battles to prove he was a saint”? What kind of passive aggressive shit is that, Paul?

The eternal question: what happened in India? And does John really not know? Or is he just unwilling to tell what happened to rolling stone?

Somebody please engage with that poor little boy, preferably, you know, his father. Ugh, Cynthia must've had so much anxiety watching that footage, or really any time Julian was with John. And that footage is placed in the doc right after a pic of Paul already being Heather's dad just so naturally.

But hell, if I've ever seen attention-seeking behavior, this is it. Singing about wanting to die while seductively undressing the closest thing Paul would've had to career competition at the time.

I'm sorry but it will forever be hilarious to me that when John's singing his part of “I've Got a Feeling” with Yoko it's “soft dream” and then with Paul it's “wet dream”. How John and Yoko tricked everyone into believing they were too horny for each other to control themselves is beyond my imagination.

On the day John plays their sex tape, “Unusually, Yoko is not present.” LMAO girl same. John: I'm going to play our sex tape for the band tomorrow. Yoko: oh was that tomorrow? Damn, I forgot, I have a thing.

“Well that's an interesting one.” What did John honestly expect, though? Like I know he wanted Paul to be like, “that's it! Enough is enough I'm taking you home and doing you right!” Or whatever. But what did he honestly, realistically expect?

Always saying the same things at the same time, always on the same page, same word. About everything, it seems, except their relationship.

Paul: but you won't say anything about it. John: I said what I've been thinking. Paul: Are you still thinking that now? What are you thinking now? John: I'm still thinking about it. Infuriating. Whatever it is John's been thinking, he doesn't want to talk about it in front of cameras. Is it quitting the band? I think it's something more complicated than that but I've no idea what.

“John, John, joooooohn!” X “Martha my Dear” crossover my beloved. The fact that literally Everyone reacts and tries to get her to stop except Paul is so extremely telling. Yoko: joooooohn! Ringo: He's busy! Yoko: joooooohn! John: Stop that! (And he looks and sounds genuinely pissed) Yoko: joooooohn! Paul: (plinking and pounding away, definitely not thinking thoughts about what he would do right now if he was a girl that will come out of his mouth fifteen years later)

Everyone's trying to figure out the problem with George vs JohnandYoko and Paul's saying “and like with Yoko, they’re real. They mean it.” Linda laughs. “I don't dig that.” You don't, Linda? What about them isn't real to her, I wonder. Does she think they don't really love each other? Or what?

Linda: *Makes fart noise* Go away! Paul: continues to defend them. Neil: everybody cough. See and this is why it sucks that get back was so edited. Because it's important that Paul's defending them here not just going on and on where nobody asked. He knows he's hurt John, and he feels bad enough about it to let him have his mommy with him at all times if that's what he needs.

If what??? Someone needs to force them to finish their damn sentences. Because I feel like he cuts himself off here when (I swear!!) he's about to say what it is that's hurting John so badly.

Anyway, here's where (imo) he's kinda wrong. Where he says "if it came to a push between Yoko and the band, it's Yoko." I think I said it in my get back posts, but I'll say it again. Yeah, if it was Yoko or the band, it's Yoko. But if it's Yoko or Paul filling all the gaps Yoko is currently filling? It's Paul. You know? And I think that's what John wants so badly at this time, actually. Is “a push between Yoko and [Paul]” ending with Paul stepping up for him in some way that he wasn't before, you know?

He really does get it though. John wanting to be as close as possible with Yoko so he doesn't lose her and their connection. Don't forget he does put Linda in his band. He gets it because it was the same with him and John.

I really do think it's a huge myth that they just never talked about feelings or anything serious. Look at them. This is how they talk in a crowded place with their girlfriends sitting right there. They didn't just get through fifteen years of one of the greatest collaborations in history never actually talking. They talked about deep stuff. And frequently.

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Harry’s newborn baby is having trouble sleeping and nothing he does seems to work. Tired and alone and at his wits end, Harry is at a loss until a new neighbour arrives to turn his world upside down.

OR the one where being neighbourly takes on a whole new meaning.

🧡 Fugue by iwillpaintasongforlou / @canonlarry {E, 16k}

Harry falls asleep a 17 year-old who lives in Cheshire and is probably rockstar Louis Tomlinson's biggest fan. He wakes up 24 with a wedding ring on his finger, two kids, and Louis Tomlinson attempting to wake him up with a blow job. The doctor calls it organic retrograde amnesia, says he might never get back the last seven years of his life. The only thing that feels the same is how he feels when Louis touches him, and maybe that's enough to make him fall in love all over again.

🧡 You're A Universe by Jiksa / @jiksax {E, 15k}

Harry doesn’t ever mean to hurt him; Louis doesn’t know how to tell him that it’s the only thing he ever does anymore.

Or, Louis’s a stay-at-home dad in London and Harry’s a business expat in Qatar. Louis doesn’t know how much longer their marriage can survive the distance.

🧡 reckless behaviour by @nouies {E, 13k}

Harry is a retired football player looking for a new opportunity. Louis is the image consultant hired to help him find it.

🧡 It'll Be by @styleandsin {E, 13k}

Louis has always wanted children and he decides he's done waiting for love to come first. However, after adopting a baby girl just days after she's born, he quickly realizes how hard parenting is. Louis hires Harry to be his Nanny, and it all works out great. Until Louis falls in love with him.

🧡 How It Begins (series) by @phdmama {E, 8k}

New town, new job, new school for his daughter. It's a chance to start again for Louis Tomlinson, a clean slate.

Or is it?

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detectivebambam · 22 days

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I'm bored and I have nothing better to do than annoy people about Aaron minyard, sooo seeing how Andrew is ur fav character, do u hate Aaron or love him? I js want ur opinions and thoughts abt him, maybe even ur hcs?

lol 😆

Aaron is,, complicated

i don't like when people pretend to be something they're not ? so Aaron trying desperately to pretend that he's "the normal twin" and not a Fox , is sad of course, but also pisses me off lol

i think he's a good brother, and i really wish he had the chance to be one growing up.

he's slightly homophobic, but since Tilda and Luther are siblings, he was most likely raised that way. he's not violent and he's definitely getting better as he gets older, but Neil said he "gave Nicky hell" for his sexuality. could just be banter and Neil isn't picking up on it bc he's Neil. not something I hold against him, is what I'm trying to say

overall? he's definitely not my favorite character, but he's a great one and I do love him (that's why I always give him twin girls. he deserves that)

as for headcanons:

the older twin, was also heavier than Andrew when they were born. Andrew was like 3lbs 12oz and Aaron was probably 4lbs

gives great hugs, and once he and Andrew grow up (30s?) they like to snuggle

HE IS THE EMO TWIN!!!!! fav bands are MCR, Three Days Grace, etc.

i love the twins with gapped front teeth, so yes

and dimples 😋

he's allergic to shellfish

silently watches how Neil interacts with Andrew so he can figure out how to talk to his brother without animosity

becomes friends (?) with Neil, but only after Kate and Andrew start getting together on Sundays to silently bake together

literally the most amazing dad. reads bedtime stories with funny voices, shows up to every game, recital, etc. he's absolutely incredible

^ he thinks he sucks

Kate is the only person he openly cries around, and she holds him while he does

shorter than Katie 😋 by like 5 inches. he loves it

#aftg #all for the game #ty for the ask <3 #aaron minyard #katelyn mackenzie #andrew minyard #neil josten #andreil #kateaaron #twinyards #the foxhole court

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scholastic-dragon · 1 year

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Ooh, that kissing prompt is a good one. It was hard to choose.

I would love some Bayverse Blurple. (Or just Leo or Donnie) and either kissing in the heat of the moment, or laughing while kissing.

Thank you in advance if you take this ask, or if not, that's okay too!

A call for blurple is one that must be answered

For you friend, absolutely

Disclaimer: turtles and reader are over 21 in this because they're drinking. They are adults!!! No minors!!!

Leo x Fem!reader x Donnie

Two Nights

Warnings: some drinking, reader, and turtles get a little tipsy, turtle smoothces, neck kisses, gets a bit steamy and suggestive at the end, vern almost being a co*k blocker, spelling mistakes,

It was Friday.

The sun had set, the night was cold, and yet you and one of your best friends were giggling and sitting up on the roof of your apartment building.

You'd bought cheap wine, chocolates, and candy from the store and just let the weeks stress go.

You popped another chocolate into your mouth and glanced at your friend. A 6' foot tall vigilante turtle with a heart of gold.

The blue banded turtle sighed as he looked out onto the glowing city.

"What really brought you here?" You take a sip from the wine bottle, carefully setting it down between you too.

"I'm so nervous about tomorrow," He chuckled, taking the bottle and having a long sip. He licked his lips, shivering slightly.

Untucking your own blanket, you scoot closer and throw half of it over his shell and shoulders. Thank goodness you picked the large blanket.

"Tomorrow should be exciting, though, right? I mean, it's a big ceremony for you guys and the police station,"

He nods, taking another sip. He offers it to you, and you take it, the liquid starting to make you feel warm and fuzzy.

"You sure we should be drinking? Wouldn't want you to be hungover tomorrow," you chuckle softly. "Or worse, what if Splinter finds out?"

Leo chuckles. "My dad isn't going to find out, and I'm not going to have a lot, just enough for the nerves to calm down,"

You roll your eyes, taking a sip. A harsh breeze rolls through the air, you tuck yourself closer to his side.

He moves his arm to wrap around your shoulders, pulling you flush against his side. His hand resting on your shoulder.

Now that was a warm and fuzzy feeling.

Picking up the cardboard box of chocolates, you pop some into your mouth before offering some to Leo.

He takes one with a smile, both of you enjoying the silence of the city.

"Oh, I also have these!" Digging into your bag you pull out a plastic bag of different assorted candies. All different shapes and colors.

You both picked some out of that, but you got annoyed noticing that Leo was taking all the blue candies.

"Pick a different color! Everyone knows blue jolly ranchers are the best!" You complain, trying to grab said candy from his large palm.

"Have you not seen the mask? It's my thing!" He drops a handful of blue candy into his mouth, chewing loudly.

"You're gross," You nudge his shoulder, wrapping your arms around you.

He laughs, pulling you into his lap, handing you a green jolly rancher.

You angrily take the candy with a mumble of, "it's still not blue," and curl into his chest, resting your head on his shoulder.

He readjusts the blanket, pulling it over the both of you. You feel him sigh heavily, his shoulders were so tense.

"Why are you nervous about tomorrow?" You whisper, your cheek resting on his cool scales.

"I've started to kinda get a fear of crowded spaces, I hate the loud noises and the flashing lights, and then there's a whole section of the party where I have to be on stage with everyone staring at me,"

You nod, chewing on a candy. You wished you could get rid of his fear. "I think tomorrow is going to go great,"

"Yeah?" He peers down at you, you lift your head off his shoulder. "And why is that?"

"'Cause you're fucking awesome and deserve every award the police have,"

He starts chuckling at that, his eyes lighting up. You see the dread and disbelief flash across his face. Oh no, you couldn't have that.

"No, don't doubt it!" You start to poke his sides, making him yelp and try to move away from you.

"Y/n! Stop!"

You kept poking and tickling his sides, making him laugh and scoot back. Since you were on his thighs, you just went with him.

"Say it, and I'll stop!" You started to laugh with him, leaning forward.

"Y/n-"

"Say it!"

Instead of answering, he presses his lips to yours. Normally, you'd freak out, pull back, and ask why he did that. But given the wine, you started to kiss him back, giggling against his plush lips.

His hands landed on your upper back, holding you against his chest. He gently nipped your lip and licked the seam of your mouth.

You opened with a soft moan, giggling even more so as he tounge tasted of blue raspberry.

He pulled back, his eyes glossy and pupils blown wide, his hands rubbing your back comfortingly.

He was just so cute.

You leaned in, giggling and pressing quick pecks to his lips.

"What does this mean for us?" He asks between kisses.

"We'll figure it out tomorrow,"

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You were buzzing with energy the next night. Staring in the mirror at your dark indigo outfit, the straps made your chest look amazing, and you couldn't wipe the smile off your face.

Your phone buzzed, peering at it, you see that Donnie had texted you the address of the party. You called an Uber and arrived at Verns apartment.

He loved to show off, and these stupid, expensive police parties were a clear favorite.

Giving the bouncer your special plus one card, he leads you to the large open sitting area, full of people.

It was a large room, with vaulted ceilings and a gigantic TV. Everything just looked expensive, and knowing that almost made the place seem ugly.

It's not hard to spot your friends. You happily run up to them, giving large hugs and compliments.

"You guys look amazing!" You gush. Mikey and Raph both gave soft chuckles, adjusting the jackets on their suits.

"April found a tailor that was willing ta do strange measurements," Raph pulled on his red tie, clearly unused to the attire.

"But you are right, babycakes, we look fabulous," Mikey pretended to flip hair over his shoulder.

You giggled softly, turning to Donnie. He was wearing a black suit with a dark purple button-up shirt underneath. He looked very handsome.

"You look great tonight as well," Donnie smiles warmly, gesturing to you.

You shake your head, a small blush dusting your cheeks at just staring openly at him. "Oh, this old thing? It's been in my closet forever," You both laugh softly.

You glance around, taking in the large crowd, then suddenly, something feels out of place.

"Wait, where's Leo?" The boys make awkward faces, glancing to each other, debating on telling you.

"He's...grounded," Mikey rubs his palms on his pants.

"Grounded?" You repeat, glancing between the three of them.

"Yeah, Mr. Honor Boy himself got caught drinking last night. Came home tipsy, and Splinter benched him for a month," Raph crossed his arms over his chest. He almost seemed sorry for his brother: almost.

"What?" Thankfully, the guys took your shook as surprise and not guilt.

"I know, it's completely out of Leo's character! He even volunteered to go to the Hai'shi so he wouldn't have to tell Master Splinter about it," Mikey piped in.

You suddenly felt hot, and guilty. Oh, you knew it was a bad idea to share the wine with Leo.

"Are you alright?" Donnie asked, his hand gently touching your shoulder.

You jumped back: it felt like his touch had burned you.

"I...I need a moment, excuse me," you ducked out through the crowd, only watching the floor, but traveling deeper and deeper into Verns penthouse.

Throwing open the nearest door, you quickly rush inside and slam it shut behind you.

It was an office, whether it was Verns specifically or just for guests you weren't sure. There was a large brown desk to your left with floor to ceiling bookcases lining the wall in front of you and to your right.

You didn't bother to turn on the light, the window behind the desk providing just enough light from nearby buildings.

You started to pace, chewing on your nails.

This was not how the night was supposed to go. You and Leo were supposed to be dates, he had promised to dance all night with you, and you were finally going to discuss...well, whatever it was you both wanted.

You couldn't help the guilt, you had egged him on a little, but you never thought it'd end up like this!

"Y/n?" Donnie's head poked in through the door, he seemed worried. "Are you alright? You looked pretty spooked out there,"

"Yeah, it was just a bit stuffy in there," You waved a dismissive hand, feeling sweat start to drip down your neck.

He nodded, opening the door more and closing it with a light kick of his foot. He came to stand in front of you, a strange smirk on his face as he leaned in and whispered in your ear.

"You sure it's not because you were with Leo when he was drinking?"

Your stomach dropped, your face and neck flushing. "I-Wha....how did you...?"

"He was drunk!" Donnie gave a small chuckle, hooking his thumbs into his suspenders, still leaning down toward your face. "He told me everything,"

"Like, everything, everything?" At his nod, you swallowed hard. You'd be lying if you said you didn't also harbor some feelings toward the purple banded terrapin.

He and Leo had infected your heart and brain, but you never made any moves out of fear. One wrong move would either destroy your relationship or the brothers, and you weren't willing to take the risk: yet.

Your breathing picked up, trying to read his features.

Damn him, and his poker face!

"Are you mad?"

He leaned back, rocking on his heels as he clicked his tongue. "Mad one of us finally made a move? No." He stepped forward, out of instinct you stepped back until your back bumped the bookshelf. "Mad that you kissed him first, a little bit,"

"I...I don't understand," He leaned in, inches away from your face. Even though his hands were still in his suspenders, you felt caged.

He smirked, licking his lips as he leaned in. His lips ghosting your ear as he spoke. "Leo and I know how to share,"

He barely pulled back before you jumped forward, winding your arms around his neck and smashing your lips to his.

He didn't waste a second, one arm pressing into the small of your back and the other entwining his fingers in your hair.

His kisses were hard and passionate, finally letting out all those harbored and stored up feelings.

He pulled you away from the bookcase, his hand moving from your hair to the strap on your outfit.

His fingers dug under the fabric, pulling it down your shoulder, almost ripping the silk as he went.

You gasped. He pulled away, messily kissing down your jaw, then your neck. Placing wet kiss after wet kiss down until he reached when his hand was pushing at your dress strap.

"Donnie," You gasped, feeling his teeth run along your collarbone. He inhaled deeply as he ran his nose up your neck, taking in your scent.

"You smell amazing," He raved, going back in and kissing your swollen lips.

His tongue licked the seam of your lips, and just as you opened, the door swung open.

You and Donnie jumped away from one another, staring wide eyed at an equally shocked Vern.

He had a pretty blonde on his arm and a champagne glass in his hand. Clearly he had the same idea as you two.

He groaned, taking it your appeances. "Really, guys?"

It snapped you out of your daze, pulling up your dress strap and fixing your hair.

Donnie stepped toward Vern, reaching past him to grip the door.

"I'll reimburse you for any broken furniture," He slammed the door in Verns questioning face, locking it, ignoring Verns protests.

He turned back to you. "Wanna see if Verns pure oakwood desk was really worth the money?"

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666herescared · 10 months

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Imaginary Shadow Dad)Ch.4: Need a little help?

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Hello everyone! I finally finished chapter four! In todays chapter: Macaque decides his son needs friends, so he makes a couple mischievous teenage clones and lets them watch Mk. He didn’t tell them exactly where he was going though..

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Shadow Dad had to admit it. His son needed friends. He didn’t have any friends his age to have fun with and he didn’t have any teenage bad influences in his life. As the boy's "Shadow godfather" it was his job to grant his wishes to the best of his abilities.

Yeah, the kid called him that once and he's not planning on letting him live it down anytime soon. He was resting in the shadow realm, waiting for his son’s next call as he worked on his plan. He was going to give his son siblings.

He summoned two shadow clones and started changing their shapes. Meanwhile, his cub was fidgeting in class.

He had been getting in fights more often ever since he started practicing his forms during recess. He was glad he was able to follow his dad's advice and get out fast, but otherwise, he was nearly at a loss for what to do. Shadow Dad told him it was best to deny them the battles, but he wanted to show them he wasn't a wimp! It was getting annoying to run every time. He always had to climb a tree to get away, and even then he had to wait for them to stop taunting to get down. Ugh-

"Xiaotian!" his teacher jerked him out of his thoughts.

"Yes, professor?" The boy asked, back to full attention.

"Can you tell the class who Liu'er was?" the teacher asked, expecting him not to know.

"Of course, professor! Liu'er was the six eared macaque, and he attacked the pilgrims in "The Journey to the West!"" Xiaotian responded, cheerfully.

"No, who was he to the Monkey King?" His professor clarified, causing the boy to flush.

"Umm.. Enemies?" Xiao-Xiao answered much less assuredly. He had only seen things about him in that TV show, so he didn't know any better. Giggles erupted from the class, making the brown haired boy slip down into his seat again.

"No. Jie?" The professor asked someone else.

"They were friends before the journey." Jie, a major teacher's pet, stated, causing the professor to nod, but a debate suddenly began.

"No, they were dating!"

"Weren't they married?"

"Yeah! The wedding bands were even mentioned!"

"They're both men!"

"So are Hua Ping and Li Sheng!"

And so, our boy slipped into thought about that. They were married? He was so confused. I mean, they could've just been friends. He thought, before resolving to read it at the library later. It was almost lunch, which meant time with his Shadow Dad! He wanted to go practice some techniques with his lantern his dad had taught him.

The moment class was dismissed, he dashed to the lunchroom, though it was much more like speed walking because he didn’t wanna get in trouble. Once he was there he sat down in the corner and twisted the release to light his lantern. Like clockwork, his father poked his head out of a portal on the table and handed him his lunch. “Hi, Shadow Dad!” The boy chimed, beaming with glee.

The shadow shushed him and whispered, “Inside voices. We don’t want people to hear.”

Xiaotian nodded and switched to whispers. “Hi, Shadow Dad!”

The monkey whispered, “Hi!” in response with a chuckle. “Anything to report?”

“No. I just wanted to talk to you!” The Little sky smiled, though it was clear something was bugging him.

“Don’t lie to me. What’s wrong?” His father asked and waited patiently for a response.

The boy pouted when he was caught and answered, “We were talking about Liu’er in class today.”

A small flinch went unnoticed by the smaller as his father asked, “And what was bad about it?”

“The other kids all said the Monkey King and Liu’er were friends, or maybe even married! I thought the Six Ear was evil though! Now, I don’t know which of us were right.” Xiao-Xiao explained his worries with his pout still on his face.

A sudden phantom pain on the monkey’s tail caused him to pause and rub the spot on his shadow form’s tail that hurt, before returning attention to his kid. “Well… you need to understand the nuance of their relationship. Liu’er and Monkey king aren’t human, and that means their traditions are different. The traditions for demons are different for each species, and they both followed demon monkey beliefs.” He began, then awaited his son’s questioning.

The boy scratched his head and leaned forward, trying to think of what those were. "But, Shadow Dad! What are those beliefs?" Xiaotian questioned, confusion clear. Class never taught him the traditions of demons.

Expecting this(The school was known for keeping demon kids out) he continued to explain. "Well, demon monkey beliefs are based around the individual's comfort and the comfort of those they care for. If they fall in love, they will usually deliver food and gifts to court the other; if the other reciprocates, it's considered a proper courtship, and that usually means that they'll start the more recognizable process. Y'know, dates and kissing, and eventually, marriage."

"Like humans?"

"Somewhat. The way proposals are carried out is very different though. Instead of a ring, the marital gift is a band of metal that fits on the end of the tail. It's also a personal connection that doesn't need the approval of anyone else. It's only about the love for the other, and families have no place denying that."

"That’s really different. My parents didn't even decide they wanted to date each other. Their families are really traditional."

"Yeah? Well, my point is that they were courted, but humans would probably not have considered it proper at the time. I feel like demon monkey courtship is one of the least problematic traditional demonic courtship methods. For reference, pig demons have the tradition of court-napping, which is literally kidnapping your chosen partner." The monkey finished the oddly timed courtship lesson, but he thought he did pretty well.

"Wow! I wish I could do monkey demon courtship. It sounds so much nicer! My parents would kill me though. They don't even want me dating another boy!" his son lamented, causing his father to reach up and caress his face.

"If it's any consolation, I don't care who you fall in love with. If you love someone, you love them. I think it's best you admit that and be at peace with it, instead of trying to ignore it and thinking there's something wrong with you. No matter what, you're still you. It doesn’t matter if you love another boy or a girl, and I don't care if you decide to date a demon or a human. Now, I have work to do, so you should eat up, alright?" The shadow said and began slipping back into the shadows.

"Okay, dad. See you tonight!" Xiao-Xiao called with a wave.

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When the child got home, he didn’t spare his parents a glance, and instead he made his way to his room in an instant. He sat on his bed and pulled out his lantern. He twisted the release and listened to the 'Pshhhh' noise until his father burst out of it and immediately did a handspring. The cub applauded the shadow’s theatrics, causing him to blush and scratch his head as he turned around. "Heya, kiddo. Excited for tomorrow?" He asked with a smile.

"Huh?" Xiaotian vocalized, before remembering, "Right! My birthday! I can't wait!"

His dad chuckled and rebutted, "You say directly after forgetting that it was tomorrow." He called out before picking his cub up above his head and dipping into the shadows to reach his dojo. They landed in the nest and both yelled "Monkey bomb!" with glee as they disrupted the nest.

The older breathed somewhat heavily for a few moments, then smiled at his son and stood up, putting the boy down. His son noticed and asked, "Are you okay, Shadow Dad?" with great concern.

The parental monkey immediately denied, saying "Oh, no- Uh- Don’t worry, kiddo! You just run me ragged sometimes!" with a level of panic. He didn’t want his son to get worried, but the cub had been seeing this sort of behavior more and more often. He was getting nervous. His dad had been seeming more and more tired and he was struggling with training. "I'll go start on dinner. Get changed and we'll start training, alright?"

The kid nodded, but his face showed his determination. He was gonna make his dad feel better, no matter if the monkey didn’t wanna worry him. He's gonna make his dad happy, and find a way to let him rest! The boy ran to the showers and changed into his training uniform, before running out and picking up his lantern.

Shadow Dad chuckled as he ran past, already closing the soup dumplings to put in the steamer. Then, a purple thunder strike dashed through the hall as he closed it. He set it up at his max speed, before dashing to the main room. "Xiao-Xiao?! Are you o- whaa~" he was shocked when he saw his son’s eyes glowing and electricity coming off of them.

"I didn't mean to do that!" The youngling said in a panic, another zap dashing across the room. "How do you do the thing?!"

"Wha- Which thing?! Xiao-Xiao, are you okay?!" His dad was even more panicked.

"The shadow limbs! When you make, like, two extra arms!" The cub replied, turning his head quickly when his eyes started stinging again.

Another zap kicked the shadow’s thoughts into high gear. "Alright! Kid, we gotta focus on turning those off first! You gotta calm down and focus on something safe, alright?!" He had to yell over the sounds of the zapping.

His son nodded and closed his eyes, having to open them as small zaps hit his eyelids. He looked to the ground, panting from the fear as his heart raced. He tried to calm himself, but the random zaps were scaring him and his eyes were hurting! The monkey’s hand grabbed his shoulder and grabbed the lantern out of his hands, hoping removing the magic item would stop the magic, but the lightning kept coming.

He panicked and hugged his son tightly, hoping it would calm him enough but- Wait… Shadow trails? Little wisps of shadow slipped off of the boy as he hugged himself. Every spot that was touched had wisps curling around it. Had he absorbed the power of his lantern? He hadn't ever seen someone else with shadow trails. "You're gonna be okay, kid." The shadow muttered, but he was still concerned about the oddity.

The boy calmed down a little faster, the lightning stopping as his scleras and pupils returned to normal, but his irises stayed purple and glowing, which was definitely a bit concerning, but the youngling seemed fine. "I'm sorry." Xiaotian murmured, with tears in his eyes. "I wanted to do the thing and make ears and a tail. I wanted to look like you. I'm sorry."

Shadow Dad looked up with fear. It was his fault? He did this? "I-its alright, Xiao-Xiao. I.. I’ll teach you, okay? Just.. Wait till tomorrow." He hugged his son closer, his son turning around to hug him back. The trails stopped flickering around when he calmed down, which helped the adult relax, but he was still worried.

His cub was absorbing his magic. Alright.. that's a little scary. "I'm hungry.. Is the food done?" Right. He had to take care of his youngling first. He could worry about Xiao-Xiao absorbing his magic later.

For now, he just had to keep taking care of him. "Sure thing, Xiao-Xiao. Wanna train with a staff today?"

"YESSSSS!!!"

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"Alright, you two. Don't overwhelm him. He's probably gonna feel a little nervous." The clones nodded, making chittering noises as they looked through the shadows at the cub in Shadow Dad's dojo.

"He’s adorable!"

"The boy is an Apricot Boy, for sure!"

"Your language is definitely gonna confuse him. Oh well. Let's go meet him." the original said as he stepped back out of the darkness. "Alright, Xiao- Hey!" The clones dashed past and grabbed the boy, lifting him up and hissing cheerfully.

"Baby brother!" one said, though it just sounded like hissing.

The child’s still purple eyes lit up brighter. "Skull face!" He pointed at the older as they held him beside their hip. "Weh!" He yelped as the other grabbed them both and chittered.

"Apricot Boy!"

"Rumble! Savage!" the adult snapped his fingers, making the skull faced twins return to his sides after putting the boy down. A loud sigh came from the parent, before he explained, "Xiao-Xiao, these are your new older siblings. Meet Rumble and Savage. They're supposed to be, approximately, fifteen."

The two looked a lot like the shadow, though their fur was black instead of purple and they had oddly firm skull-like faces, which were red. Their ears and scarves were red too, and their eyes were very clearly eye sockets. (They honestly looked much more like his physical form, but their outfits actually were purple.) They were both vibrating in place, wanting to hug the adorable Little Sky. "They're so cool!" The boy yelled, causing both to chirp in appreciation and Rumble to run in and hug him, but Savage just stayed where they were.

"Gonna warn you; They can't talk." Shadow Dad warned before walking over to the siblings, Savage joining the other two’s cuddling.

Xiao-Xiao grinned as he was sandwiched between the teens, laughing as their chitters tickled him. “I don’t think that’ll be a problem!”

“It won’t be!” Rumble chittered.

“We’ll teach him!” Savage added.

The adult sighed and muttered, “Alright then.” before he notified, “They’ll watch you while I’m making food. Should help you three get to know each other.” He placed his hands into his pockets and walked to the kitchen, slipping into the shadows when he knew his sons weren’t following.

Once their dad had left, the twins laughed in their hisses. Savage summoned text from the darkness, holding it up in front of the younger. “Suggestion?” They chittered as the writing appeared.

Xiaotian noticed and said, “Sure!” with a smile on his face. That was one way to get past the language barrier!

Rumble chuckled as their twin changed the text, continuing to hold the boy as Savage stepped away to focus on their writing. “We can Monkey Pile dad when he gets back! It’s sure to cheer him up!” Before their baby brother could ask, the twin still holding him created an image to explain. It showed the three of them, then Shadow Dad exiting the darkness. After that, the images of the siblings jumped at him, pinning him with a hug.

“Oh!” Xiao-Xiao exclaimed, understanding the explanation. “Yeah! He loves when I hug him, so a hug from three sons should be even better!”

Savage did the “Sorta” hand motion, before changing the text again. “Kinda. We’re both demi-boys. They/He/It pronouns, y’know?” They described with a shrug.

Rumble subtitled his own chitters as it said, “We don’t mind the term “son” though, so don’t feel bad!”

“Okay! Well, three kids then!” The smallest sibling exclaimed, causing adoring coos to sound from both of the twins.

“Apricot Boy is so sweet!”

“Sweetened Apricot Boy!” Both captioned their chitters, but they still noticed confusion in their baby brother’s face. “What is it?”

Xiao-Xiao snapped out of his thoughtful daze, answering with, “Why are you calling me an apricot?”

Both twins avoided eye contact very suddenly. Savage was the first to try and explain, “Y’see; Apricots symbolize a lot of good things, so in our language, saying Apricot Boy is saying all those good things about someone at once! Such as, optimistic, positive, courageous, and confident!” He wrote out in bold lettering, explaining the oddly translated compliment.

The youngest perked up as he found out what it meant, immediately saying, “Oh! Well thank you then!” and causing even more cooing at his cuteness.

“He’s just too cute!” Savage chittered, not captioning it for fear of embarrassing it’s brother.

“I know!” Rumble replied, doing the same.

Xiaotian wiggled out of his more touchy brother's arms and ran off to a nearby shelf, climbing it immediately. “Come get me!” He yelled, jumping to the bookshelf next to it and effectively declaring a game of monkey tag. The twins were mischievous little monkeys, and they loved that game, so they immediately started chasing. This… was gonna make a mess. It was really clear. Luckily, Savage was actually somewhat intelligent, and led the game to the training room when it got tagged.

The game kept on going for about an hour or two. All three were little balls of energy, so they managed to keep up the game until Shadow Dad came home. At one point, Xiao-Xiao managed to climb on top of the door to the room and nearly gave the twins heart attacks. Then, their dad got back and saw how messy it was in the training room when he came in with four bowls of congee. All three of his kids suddenly stopped their game, and stared at him like they'd gotten caught. Half a moment later, the adult realized what had happened and sighed deeply. "Why am I not surprised?" Rumble picked up Xiaotian as Savage walked over and took the dishes to the main room. "Thank you." Shadow Dad mumbled as the more intelligent twin carried the food to the table.

Then… once the food was put down and everyone was in the main room… all three kids leapt at their dad and glomped him to the ground. He yelped as they piled on top of him, causing all of them to hit the floor. "Monkey pile" they all cheered, trying to sound excited, but the air had been knocked from their lungs.

Once he understood what was going on, their dad's face shifted to a goofy smile as he wrapped his arms around all three of his kids. "Oh nooo~ You got me!" he lamented jokingly as he started laughing. He was gonna power through this. It didn't matter that his healing had slowed down.

He had a son now. That little boy mattered far too much for him to leave, so if he was ever forced to, he would still find someone to keep him safe. Xiao-Xiao was never gonna get hurt on his watch. No matter what.

—☆—

Alright! Chapter four complete! Also, here's a little doodle of Xiao-Xiao doing the extra limbs thing like he said!

Adorable! >w<

Anyways as I always say,

Have fun, and happy scrolling!

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#lego monkey kid #lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk au #ShadowDad au #Dad Macaque #Baby Mk #Fluffy fic #shadowpeach #spicynoodleshipping #freenoodleshipping #monkie kid macaque #mk lego monkie kid #Shadow Lantern #lmk savage #lmk rumble

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howlingday · 6 months

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CHIBI Arkos Angels

Jaune sat quietly as the clock ticked behind him. It ticked for every minute of every hour of every day since the dawn of times. In front of him sat his boss, who glanced over paper after paper of Jaune's recent mission on Remnant.

"So..." Jaune stiffened as he was spoken to. "You goofed up."

"Uh, I wouldn't say that-"

"Jaune, there are hundreds, if not thousands of people dead. The Grimm are running more rampant than before. Hell, even your partner died!" Those were pretty bad. "If you didn't goof up, then what do you call all that?!"

"...Growing pains?"

"Jaune..." There it was. The disappointed 'Jaune' he'd been getting since the dawn of everything everywhere all at once. Just once, he wished someone would cut him some slack.

Was Jaune perfect? No, of course not, no matter how much people told him. Well, how much he thought people told him, or spoke of him when he wasn't around. ...Okay, he wasn't perfect, but he was still wasn't all knowing or all seeing. That was the boss behind the desk.

"Come on, DAD-"

"It's not 'Dad,' okay?" Jaune pursed his lips. "You either call me boss, or sir, or, what I prefer, the Definitive Almighty of the Divine."

"Well, isn't it people's job to die?"

"Jaune, people don't get paid to die down there, so what makes you think we'd get paid up here for that, if at all?" Before Jaune could argue, the door clicked open. "There you are, Pyrrha."

"Hello, again~!"

"H-Hey, Pyrrha."

"Hello, Jaune."

"Everything squared away on your end?"

"Almost." Pyrrha said, sitting down next to her partner. "They said it should take at least another season before I can go back into the field."

"We're not police, Pyrrha." DAD said. "Our job is to make sure nothing too out of place happens in our jurisdiction. Unfortunately for Jaune, we're not as lax as the people in charge of Earth are. Have you seen the stuff they're allowed to get away with there?"

"So where does that leave us?"

"You are fine. Perfect as always. Jaune, on the other hand..." Jaune gulped. "This is your last warning. Either you do your job right, or you're getting reassigned somewhere else. Somewhere that is more willing put up with your shenanigans and 'good ideas'."

Jaune winced at that. Again, Jaune wasn't perfect, but he thought his ideas were good at the time.

He cut animal violence down by half! Sure, it led to creation and following racially charged persecution of the newly dubbed 'Faunus' people. Sadly, Jaune went too far on that one and Remnant was stuck with them, just like when the Brother of Darkness screwed up and made the Grimm to spit his brother. Seriously, how was he supposed to know the Faunus would band together and form the terrorist organization that led to his other mistake, which DAD continuously referred to as "The Volume Three Finale" for some strange reason.

Or the time he let Salem rise to power. She seemed like a nice girl, and hey, if one of the Brothers refused to help her, why not try the other? He was always the nicer guy of the two, even if he did ask for something or another in return. Like Jaune's cheese-fries. Always Jaune's cheese-fries. When he was later confronted by the Brother of Light, he offered the idea to keep resurrecting her dead lover over the centuries. True love conquers all, right?

Then there was the-

"ARC!" Jaune jumped in his seat at the sudden, booming voice. "This will be your last chance. Pyrrha will join you later, but for now, your job is to not screw up and keep the people of Remnant of alive this time." DAD gave Jaune a file. Opening it, he glanced between DAD and the assignment details in his hands.

"Calmly Help Inhabitants Become Illustrious." said the words on the page.

"Chibi?" Jaune asked.

"IT'S NOT-" DAD stopped. "Fine. It's Chibi. Call it whatever you want, but DON'T screw this up! You're on thin ice, Jaune!"

"Da- Er, sir? The mortality rate is so low, it's almost cartoonish."

"Exactly." DAD said. "Enjoy your new, wacky comedy assignment, Arkos."

#rwby #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #arkos #rwby au #Chibi Arkos Angels

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which ahl team would you most like to relocate to california? 2. what is your favorite live music experience you've ever had? 3. what is your go-to style of shoe?

these are so juicy omg thank you.

oh god. here's the thing, california has too many ahl teams and they're all better than my team so i want them all to get lost in the san joaquin valley forever. HOWEVER i think it is a true shame the wranglers moved up to calgary and i want them back here!! reasons: 1) the stockton heat were san jose's main rivalry. now we have the tucson roadrunners. i am tired of losing to the roadrunners after a third of my team goes down in consecutive 10 minute majors. at least with the stockton heat it was like, even if we lose, we're still morally superior, bc we are not in stockton. like how am i supposed to feel superior to tucson. tucson fucken rules. MORE IMPORTANTLY 2) it really makes me mad when minor league hockey teams fuck off to canada bc i feel like it does SO much for the game in america to have cheap local hockey where the players are accessible and often very enmeshed with the fanbase and the city! canada already has so many hockey teams! mind your business canada!!! one time i was talking to a guy at a cuda game and he was telling me like, yeah, my daughter's favorite player was [some random 3rd liner that predates me] and she was devastated when he got traded to the heat and cried, so i took her up to stockton to see him and he was so happy to see her. (she was 8 years old when i was talking to the man, so i think she was pretty significantly younger.) like...i'm sorry but that's so nice, man. you don't get that kind of fan connection with major league teams. california having an assload of minor league hockey teams presents a real opportunity for growing the game in this state! and the thing about having so many ahl teams in california is you can go on little roadtrips if you so wish! if your 6 year old daughter's favorite 4th liner gets traded, you can take a day trip up to stockton and see him and make her day AND make his day! god. no more hockey teams for canada!! you guys need to get into baseball!!!

oh man...this sucks so much bc it involves ryan adams. but one of my favorite concert experiences was going alone to a ryan adams & the cardinals concert in san francisco. they played so many of my favorite songs, the crowd was so friendly and welcoming to me (demographics of a cards concert at the time: 35-65yo white male. me at the time: 21yo mixed race girl), the band laughed at me for singing and dancing along to "easy plateau", and the concert was something like...god maybe 3-4 hours long and i just really sank into the music and the experience. my sister and i were living with our dad at the time and he was never home, and i got a call from her around 12am like, did you die. and i had to call her back after the concert at 1am like no, sorry, this band just has a deep back catalog. anyway it sucks to have lost the shine of that wonderful concert experience bc ryan adams is such a piece of shit, but it does stand out as a particularly special concert experience. it was one of the last shows i went to where i just truly felt like every part of it was for me.

i recently discovered vans slip-ons. why was i wasting so much time with converse when i could be wear vans. my favorite vans slip-ons have flowers on them but i also have a pair of blue and a pair of green. i have recently become a monster who doesn't always wear socks, so it's a true dirtbag california look. beryl gave me a pair of their docs and a pair of their red wings boots so i look like a real badass in the winter, but honestly for 7 months of the year at this point i'm just rocking vans.

thank you for asking my friend!!

#every day i get closer and closer to starting that california hockey podcast that is just celebrating california ahl hockey #the only thing stopping me at this point is that i simply do not think the world needs more men talking about hockey on podcasts #even if my male hockey podcast would be better than all the other's men's hockey podcasts #bc it would a) have a hard 15 min limit and b) be JOYFUL and full of LOVE and RESPECTING OTHER PEOPLE'S JOURNEYS #but again: i do not wish to add my voice to the hockey podcasting scene. the last thing we need is more MEN. TALKING.#cage replies #hopetorun #shout out to men i love y'all but we need to stop starting podcasts :/

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penguicorns-are-cool · 5 months

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Wish reaction (yes spoilers)

So first of all, it's really not bad like idk what y'all were talking about. Like compared to all the good Disney movies, it's pretty mid, but it's still a good movie. They fumbled the story structure a bit, the message is about as strong and clear cut as you'd expect from a children's movie, the songs are kind of mid and while they're very good they just miss the mark, and the comedic timing is kind of shit honestly, but it's still a good movie that's enjoyable to watch and will be fan-theory fuel for a very long time

it's still really good, very anti-authoritarian too, like so very anti-authoritarian

now for the spoilers stuff

It starts with the storybook opening which I don't think fits super well and is starting to get a bit overused in my opinion but it fit well enough and was fun so whatever. It was a good way to establish the level of suspension of disbelief we should have for this film and it does its job so whatever

That exposition song though was amazing and I love it so much omg

also how Asha starts the tour with "Hola, Shalom, and Salaam" like yes 1300s kingdoms in the Iberian Peninsula would have Hebrew Arabic and Spanish speakers. And how Asha refers to her Grandpa as Saba. Honestly tho I'm not sure if that's just his name or what cause literally everyone calls him that. Points if that's not his actual name tho. Also just a moment to appreciate the diversity of the main band of characters. Those characters are from all over Afroeurasia. And if anyone tries to argue that it's unrealistic you can just point to the silk road. And also the main supporting character is disabled and uses a crutch.

Then we go on to the interview and some appreciation for this song please

And also how when they're singing it Magnifico is controlling the wishes and moving them around while Asha is looking at her Saba's wish and it really shows the difference in the two of them. Magnifico wants to protect his power at all costs while Asha wants to protect her Saba. and omg what a way to subtly show Magnifico's corruption and greed for power. Then when Magnifico has his first mini tantrum about Asha asking him to grant Saba's wish and if he won't grant it will he at least give it back. I think that Asha should've sat with this new information for a bit longer before realizing how bad this was but then we wouldn't have seen Magnifico being a manipulative child about it and it was completely in character for Magnifico to do that which would also make Asha realize how bad it was faster. So like, it messed up the pacing a bit I think but whatever.

that dinner with Saba and Mom was amazing. the denial from Saba and the uncomfortableness of the whole scene and Asha's pain at the whole thing. great scene and it's followed by this song that's just amazing. only critique about it is that at the end when she's singing "to have something more for us than this" for some reason the "this" is like spoken and I think that was a weird choice (derogatory)

And the wish scene was great with the tree that she and her father would sit on, next part though I'm not such a huge fan of. There's the whole thing with her Dad was a philosopher who talked about the stars and later there's like a throwaway line that he believed everyone was made of stars. And I love that actually that whole idea and it has such huge implications for how magic works in every single Disney movie that I will talk about later. but it was so poorly included in this movie. Like all we get are a few throwaway lines about it and the "I'm a Star" song which is honestly kind of mid and is super forced in. As much as I love the idea, I think the movie would've been better if they didn't explain the magic as everyone is a star and instead just didn't explain it and leave it up to suspension of disbelief. It seems like there used to be a lot more scenes that talked about it but they got cut at some point and replaced with "I'm a Star"

Anyway though moving on, I don't like Valentino's voice. yes it's funny to see such a deep voice come from him but it just doesn't fit.

Also star is so funny and cute but omg they don't have to have a new joke in every scene. very few of those jokes had good comedic timing and quite a few of them ruined emotional moments and killed all the tension. Like Star is hilarious don't get me wrong, but we shouldn't be laughing at Star's antics when big dramatic evil is going on it takes away from the drama.

Moving on to Magnifico tho. He's an amazing villain for what he is. He's a pure evil villain, he's an authoritarian monarch whose motivation is power and the thing that pushes him to absolute corruption is his entitlement. He's literally like, stop questioning me I'm a good leader so shut up, and he's using real life authoritarian rhetoric about how now he needs to use desperate measures even if it means using the forbidden magic that'll like eat his soul and goodness or whatever. He's pure evil, he represents a real life evil of authoritarianism, he acts like all the people in real life who have temper tantrums because they feel entitled to more power and don't like it when people point out their flaws or have questions they can't answer. and "This is the Thanks I Get" is the perfect song for that

and some people are doing this song dirty by sharing that one clip that's supposed to be funny and show how much of a man-child he is but only works at all in context. People should be sharing the ending of this song which is so much better in the movie and has amazing animation and is so dramatic and evil. Like throughout this entire song he's just singing about how he's such a good leader and everyone should thank him and never question him while he's also kicking and smashing and killing mini versions of the kingdom's citizens.

Then Asha brings her Saba's wish back and I wish he had a statement or something before about how horrible this was so we could've seen his perspective change right then and there but even so it was such a beautiful scene. And when Magnifico found them and crushed Asha's Mom's wish so much drama so much heartbreak. and Asha's realization of just how bad this situation of Magnifico "protecting" all the wishes was.

Also, we later learn it was Simon who turned her in and I think the movie did him dirty because it didn't show or tell us why he did that until the end. I wish there was sometime when he at least had a line about how worried he was at some point and how desperate he was to believe in Magnifico, just to give us a better idea of his mindset and why he gave Asha up. There could've been a point made here about how the people who buy into the dictator's propoganda do so because they're desperate and how those people are often the easiest to hurt even if they don't realize it.

Also that little reference to Peter Pan, Mary Poppins, and Magnifico crushing true love. I was almost laughing out loud in the theater I swear

Also quick appreciation for Dahlia. She listens to Asha and is like, idk exactly what's happening but I trust you that this is important. Like she's trusting her gut and her gut is right and she gets the whole friend group together and ready to help Asha. I wish the friends got more time though and a bigger role cause honestly I think one of the biggest shortcomings of this movie is the lack of subplots. Asha and Magnifico are the only characters who have actual arcs and backstories and I think that's a crime actually cause that was a great friend group that should've gotten a chance to be at least a little more known.

then that final scene with the opening of the roof and then the plot twist with Magnifico and Simon. Like I actually thought that was Magnifico that plot twist was well done. I do think there were a few too many jokes in that scene that ended up taking away from the tension but overall great scene. and when Magnifico came in and trapped Star while we were under the impression that they were safe for at least a little bit longer.

Then Magnifico takes star, makes the sky cloudy so no one can wish on stars, takes away all the wishes, and traps every person in the kingdom and starts holding them down and draining them or whatever. like look at that the monarch has turned authoritarian and is now holding everyone down so they can't resist so easily and can't even hope cause they can't see the stars to make a wish. And then they make a wish anyway cause they're all together and can make new combined wishes. I love how the revolution happens here cause it's not pretending to portray an actual revolution or anything it's very metaphorical and is just trying to say that we're stronger together than alone and if we all stand together we can rise against authoritarianism and corruption.

Only thing is that afterwards Amaya becomes the queen and while I love Amaya I don't like that. the entire movie is showing how monarchy lends itself to authoritarianism and this monarch got corrupted so easily look at that then at the end there's just a new monarch. I saw something about how there was an earlier concept where Amaya was evil too and I would've honestly preferred that. Like they didn't have to show the new government or leaders and I think it should've been left open-ended especially if the other option is gonna be just a new monarch.

I also didn't like how they went out of their way to say Magnifico was completely irredeemable. Like I get that he was never gonna have a redemption arc and this is a childrens movie with a pure evil villain so it's not gonna have nuance, but I think the idea that someone can be pure evil is kind of dangerous and they could've said he no longer has the capability to be a good leader or something.

Now into the implications about magic in Disney. I'm pretty sure that canonically all magic in all of Disney comes from Rosas. Because in every Disney movie with magic there's always a connection to stars. Cinderella says a dream is a wish your heart makes then there's the big Disney song, "when you wish upon a star." In tangled the sundrop flower is a drop from the sun so it comes from a star. Peter Pan is in Neverland and to get there you fly towards the second star to the right and there's pixie dust which based on Wish I'm pretty sure is just stardust. So now with Wish it's telling us that yes, all magic comes from stars and also all living beings are stars. And it also told us that Rosas at this point is the only place you can go to get your wishes granted magically and I don't think that's a coincidence. I think that based on this we can just say that if there's a magic thing in Disney and it's not explained why it exists or where it came from, we can assume it came from Rosas and the stars.

Also I've seen people talking about the original concept ideas about evil couple Amaya and Magnifico and shape-shifting star-boy love interest. I love the idea of evil villain couple and it would've helped with the authoritarian message for Amaya to also be evil and it would've just been so cool to see. And as for shape-shifting star-boy love interest. I think it would've been cool to see shape-shifting star-boy but I love that Asha doesn't have a love interest and this is in no way a romance. I wish that the friends got more attention and I think star-boy would've taken away from that. Can't wait to see y'alls fanart with star boy and Asha tho

Anyway though the movie was pretty good and I expect to see some fucking fan theories. I think that this is gonna be like Encanto in the sense that in theaters people are shitting on it and saying it's bad but once the movie hits Disney+ it's gonna blow up. I've been wanting to see a Disney movie take place in the Mediteranean for a while and this did not disappoint. Like don't expect a Disney masterpiece Disney is still neglecting their animation quite a bit and it's showing, but don't expect trash either like you will enjoy watching this.

#Wish #disney wish #wish disney #wish spoilers #disney wish spoilers #asha #stop saying wish is bad #it's not bad #Spotify

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eddiemunson-fanfic · 2 years

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Step brother adores you pt. 3

Eddie Munson x Plus Size!Reader

Warnings: mentions of drinking, oral (f recieving), p in v

Summary: After the one night stand you had with Eddie weeks ago, you could barely think about anything else. You thought about him when you went to work. You thought about him when you were making dinner. You thought about him when you were reading your books. You thought about him at any time possible, and craved him so bad. Your dad had other plans tho.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4, Part 5(coming soon)

It's been weeks since you saw Eddie. It's been weeks since you had him laying in your bed. You missed him, and you hated yourself for it. You didn't feel like it was right of you to miss him like you did, but you couldn't help it. You did, and that was a fact you had to live with. You still didn't feel like it was right of you to crave him like you did either, but you did.

Your dad went on several dates with his mom, and you wished that every time your dad was going on a date, Eddie would show up and "babysit" you again, but he didn't. You really hoped that any time you were left alone at home, that Eddie would show up after they left, or show up with his mom as he did the first date your dad was going on.

But he never did walk in that door before or after they went. And you could feel yourself getting frustrated and angry at the thought. You craved this man like never before, and you could barely control your feelings towards him. You knew that if shit esculated towards your dad and his mom, that it would be wrong of you to date anyway. You needed to get over your crush, and quick.

It was a thursday afternoon, and you were at work, trying to find something a costumer asked you to find. You had told her up to several times that if it wasn't on the shelf, you didn't have anything left. But she didn't wanna listen. She insisted for you to go in the back and look for it. You knew you didn't have the item in anyways, because this was like the 5th person to come in that day asking for it.

You stood in the back, looking at your nails as you thought about Eddie for the 100th time that day. Oh, this man had corrupted your brain so bad. Not that you were complaining of course.

"Hey bitch!" the familiar voice of your bestfriend exclaimed, and you jumped to turn to where her voice came from. She came running into your arms, and you grinned from ear to ear.

You embraced her and squealed, jumping up and down in place with her. Oh, it's been long since you last saw eachother, since she is busy with her own job and life. You think it might have been like 2 months or so since you last saw her, and the thought made you cry. You didn't understand how much you've missed her until this moment.

"What are you doing here?" you asked, pulling her at arms length, and she grinned back at you. She laughs at you, and pulls out something from her pocket which looked like tickets of some sort. "I got a surpriiiise" she sing-songed, playfully shoving the tickets in your face.

You grabbed one and looked at it. Hm, a band you've never heard of is playing out of town on saturday, and you raised an eyebrow and looked at her.

"I got us tickets to this so-called amazing band, they're originally from here!" she smiled at you, and you looked down at the tickets again.

"And?" you asked, laughing at her excitment. "Sounds like a daft band to be honest, who calls themself Corroded Coffin?" you snorted at the name, and she huffed and rolled her eyes at you.

"Stop being so judgy! I've heard the band members are pretty sexy" she winked at you, and you snorted. "Oh, you and boys" you rolled your eyes at her, and she swatted at your arm playfully.

"Please, please say you'll go with me!" she practically begged, and you raised an eyebrow at her. Hm, you guess a concert would probably do you good. You needed the distraction, and since both you and your bestfriend is over 21, you can take a drink while you're at this down town bar.

"Fine, I'll go" you surrendered, and she squealed, jumping into your arms. "Yay!" she exclaimed, and you had to laugh again. You had missed this. You had missed her.

"Come to my place early saturday, and we'll get ready together" you smiled at her, and she nodded. "Can your dad drive us?" she asked with a grin, and you shook your head in laughter.

"I'll ask him" you said, and she squealed one last time, hugging you tight before she turned to leave.

"I'll be there around 2pm!"

"Eep, I can't wait!" she exclaimed before she clapped her hands and walked out of the back.

You chose to stand there for a bit, before walking back out to the costumer. She was fuming when you returned, and said it was the worst costumer service she's ever experienced, and that you took your sweet time to look for something that should be easy to find as if she knows how the back of the store looks like.

You rolled your eyes in annoyance, casually enough for her to not notice, and gave your best smile to her. "I'm sorry m'am, but as I said, we don't have that in just now, but if you come by.."

"Don't even think I'll ever return to this shitty as store again!" she said as she stormed off with her belongings, slamming up the door as she huffed and looked back at you, glaring at you and walked away.

You had to stiffle your laugh as she almost tripped in her own feet when she was able to get out of the store.

The rest of the day was rather uneventful, it was slow, and you had alot of bitchy costumers come by. You were so happy you were almost done with your work week, and could relax on saturday with your bestfriend.

You went home, and your dad was waiting for you to arrive so you could eat dinner together. You sat down on the opposite side of him, and ate the dinner he had cooked for you.

You mostly sat in silence, but spoke up in unison.

"I have a date with Haley on Saturday"

"I'm going with Becca to a concert on Saturday"

You looked at eachother in a bit of a shock, before you burst out laughing.

"You first" your dad says after he stops laughing, and you look at him, and nod.

"Becca invited me to a concert the next town over on saturday, and I wondered if you could drive us?" you asked, and gave him a sheepishly smile. He looked at you and blinked for a few seconds, and smiled suddenly.

"Of course I can drive you! Is it okay if Haley joins? We're meant to go out anyways" you shrugged your shoulders and nodded.

"I guess that was what you were gonna tell me?" you ask him, and he chuckles out a yes.

You laugh, and nod, diving into your food again.

You called Becca later that night to tell her that you had a ride to the concert, and that your dad offered to pick you up again, but you told her you said you would call him if you needed him to.

She got excited, and you started planning on what to wear to the concert. You've been to concerts before together, and every time you went together, you always liked to match eachother. That was the plan now too.

By friday afternoon you were excited to get home and just be you. Your dad had told you that he was gonna be out the entire evening, and you didn't have to worry if he didn't come home by midnight.

You locked the door, and went to go read some book, and maybe smoke some weed as you were now alone and could do what you pleased. You couldn't wait for tomorrow as you looked at the outfit you were gonna wear tomorrow.

You picked out a red and black striped mini skirt, with a red lace-almost like bra, with some fishnet as a top over the bra fishnet leggings under the skirt, and some thick 5 inch pumps with spikes on them. Becca chose just the same outfit, since you've worn it together at a concert before.

You patted yourself mentally on your shoulder, telling yourself you did a good job.

"This is gonna be sick" you said into the phone with Becca, and she chuckled. "Of course it's gonna be!" she exclaimed. '

You spoke for quite some time, and when you looked at the watch on the bedside table before you laid your head down on your pillow, it showed 1:54am.

You woke up in a haze, barely remembering that you fell asleep, looking around you in confusion. You looked at the clock on your bedside table, and huffed.

Only 6:30. You could still sleep a few hours, but you felt wide awake once you opened your eyes completely.

You tossed and turned a bit, and gave up after a while. You stood up from your bed when the time was 6:55, and dragged your ass to the bathroom across the hall from your bedroom.

You looked at yourself in the mirror as you leaned against the sink to brush your teeth. You looked awful, and you cursed yourself for falling asleep with makeup on.

You groaned as you reached in the cabinet for some makeup remover after you had finished brushing your teeth.

You started the shower as you removed your makeup, and undressed, stepping into the shower and shave your entire body and make yourself ready for the night.

After your shower, and you decided to just step into your pajamas, you walked down to your dad's bedroom, and knocked, wondering if he wanted a cup of coffee on the bed or something. You always did something like that for eachother if the other was still in bed when the other woke up. He made you breakfast or gave you a cup of coffee to wake you up, and you did the same for him.

You knocked, but no one answered.

Hm, this was strange. You knocked again, but still no answer.

"I'm coming in!" you announced before you opened the door, holding a hand in front of your eyes to give him some privacy if he was naked or whatever.

"You want some coffee?" you asked, but you couldn't hear any breathing or snoring from the bed, so you glimced slightly between your fingers, noticing his bed was still made, and it didn't seem like he had been in bed at all.

Your eyebrows knit together in confusion. Where could he be?

You walked out to the kitchen, and looked around. No sign after your dad at all. Did he even come home last night? You decided to walk to the phone in the livingroom who had a voicemail, and you noticed there was a message on it. You tapped the small button, and it came to life.

"Hey sweetie, I'm sorry if I scared you or whatever if you're already asleep when you get this, but I'm not coming home tonight, but I promise I will be there in time to drive you and Becca! Stay safe, and love you much!" your dad's voice said before he hung up.

Oh, okay, he never came home then. You shrugged it off, and walked into the kitchen again to brew yourself some coffee to wake up.

"My sweet nectar, I need you" you huffed as you pressed the button who made the coffee machine come to life as it brewed your coffee, the smell of freshly brewed coffee filling your nostrils.

When your coffee was done brewing, you filled a cup, and walked outside with your book and sat down in the chair on your porch, taking in the small sunlight that was beaming through a cloud as you sipped on your coffee.

Your cute neighbor was outside to pick up her morning paper. You returned the small smile she gave you, and nodded with your coffeecup.

"Good morning, Mrs. Alden!" you exclaimed to her, and she nodded your way.

"Beautiful morning to you, Y/L/N!" she smiled as she waved at you before she turned and walked back into her house.

You have no idea how long you sat on your porch, just reading your book and sipping coffee from time to time, smoking some cigarettes here and there too, but you noticed it's been some time when your dad pulled up into the driveway. You lift your head from your book, smiling at your dad as he stops the car and walks up the driveway towards you.

"Hey sweetie, sorry if I scared you or something, but I drank a bit too much last night, and.."

"Dad, I'm not your parent, you don't have to be scared that I'll scold you or something" you chuckle at him, and he grabs his neck in a nervous manner.

"Heh, I guess you're right, sorry" he says, as he walks up to you and places his cheek on yours to give you a soft hug before he sits down beside you on the other chair.

"You ready for later?" he asks you after some silence, and you look at him, and nod.

"Yeah, I'm excited, it's been a while since we went to a concert together!" you smile, and he smiles back at you.

"You deserve to have some fun, you work so much!" he smiles, and you nod. You definitely work more than you probably should, but when you're saving up for your own place, one do what one got to do to survive.

"What band are you seeing?" he asks, and you squint your eyes as to focus on what Becca told you last night about the show and what the ticket was saying.

"Uhm, a band I think was called Coffin, something" you say, as you scratch every braincell you got to remember the name of the band.

"Corroded Coffin!" you exclaim, and he nods, shaking his head. "Never heard of" he says, as he scratches his beard. "When will Becca be here?" he asks. "Around 2, we'll get ready together" you smile at him as he chuckles. "What?" you softly laugh at him, and he shrugs.

"Just like old times, huh?" he smiles, and you nod. "Just like old times" you grin at him, and he chuckles.

"Well, I'm hungry, and I need some coffee, you want more?" he asks as he points to your now empty cup.

"Oh, yes please!" you smile, as you hand him your cup.

You use almost all morning on the porch, sitting with your dad, talking about what he did last night, and you can see he's happy. Your heart melts watching how he speaks about Haley, and how much fun she is to be around. She brings out the best in him, and it warms your heart so much.

You turn your head when you hear Bella's car honking, and you grin from ear to ear. You jump up from your seat, and almost run her over when she parks her car and walks up to you.

"Hey bestiee!" she exclaimes as she laughs at you, holding you close. "Ready for tonight, huh?" she says as you pull away from the hug and smile at her.

"I've been ready all since the phonecall last night, babyy" you grin, and she laughs.

"Hi, Becca sweetie!" your dad calls from the porch, and Becca greets him back.

"Hi Mr. Y/L/N! It's good to see you!" she smiles, as she walks to the trunk of her car to get the bag with her clothes in.

"Can I borrow your shower? Been at work, and haven't had the opportunity to shower just yet" she groans as you chuckle.

"Of course, you know the way" you say as you motion for her to walk past you. You smack her ass a bit, as it was a thing you always did with eachother just because, and she squeals but scolds you with her finger before she grins.

After Becca had showered, you were sitting in your room, helping eachother do eachothers make up, talking about whatever was gonna happen that night.

"So, your dad gonna drive us, right?" you nod as you help her with eyeliner. She always liked how you did yours, and she wasn't that skilled, but you didn't mind, you loved helping her. So you did when she asked you.

"Mhm" you hummed, and she nodded. "Hey, don't move, or it'll be wonky!" you glare at her, and she gives you "I'm sorry"-smile. You huff, as you wipe away the line that got wonky, and tries again.

"Perfect" you say, as you put down the eyeliner, and admire the work you've done. She smiles at you, and jumps off the bed to look in the mirror on your wall. She admires the work, and hums. "Absolutely perfect" she turns towards you as she grins.

You walk over to the mirror to fix your own make up as she starts to put on her clothes for the night.

She flops down on your bed to reach for your cigarette pack, lighting one as she takes a drag and walks over to you. You open your mouth for her to put it between your lips. You take a drag as she pulls it out of your mouth again to take a drag herself.

"This is gonna be so damn cool!" she exclaims as she plops down on your bed, moving so she's looking directly at you where you bend over to get a closer look at your make up.

"Damn girl, that ass fat" she says as she wolf whistles at you.

You shake your head laughing as you walk over to your bed and kneels in front of her, and takes the cigarette she has in her hands.

"You're stupid" you laugh as you lay your head down on your bed, looking at her.

She lays her head down with you, and gives your nose a smooch, making you crinkle your nose.

"I love you" she smiles, and you give her a smile back. "I love you too"

"You ready girls?" your dad asks as he knocks on your door.

"Yeah, we'll be down in 3!" you say back to him, and you hear his footsteps walking down the stairs.

"Let's fucking goo!" Becca exclaims as she jumps up from your bed and runs down your stairs as you follow suit.

"You can stop at that gas station, and we'll walk the rest" you tell your dad as you almost arrive at the venue. You could see the venue from the gas station, and you needed to buy some more cigarettes anyway.

"You sure?" your dad asked as his car stopped in front of a pump, and you jumped out of the car. "Yes, absolutely" you said as you smiled at him. "If I need to get picked up, I'll call you from there" you say, as you point to a phonebooth, and he nods.

"Have fun darling!" he says, and drives off. You and Becca link arms as you walk into the gas station to buy a pack of cigarettes.

As you link arms against as you lean into eachother as you walk to the venue, you see a familiar van pull up to the venue. What was he doing here? You stopped dead in your tracks, and Becca got pulled back since you didn't follow suit with her anymore.

"What?" she asked you, and you motioned your eyes so she could look who was walking out of his van with a Corroded Coffin merch-tshirt.

"He's a fan, so what?" she asks, and you glare at her.

"It's Eddie" you say through gritted teeth, and she gapes. "NO SHIT?!" she exclaims as she takes another glance at him. "You told me he was handsome, but not that handsome!" she says as she pulls you towards her, as she pulls you with her, walking over to Eddie. "Becca, no!" you whisper to her, but she ignores you.

"Eddie!" Becca yells, getting his attention. You wanted the ground to swallow you whole. Fuck.

Eddie turned, looking at Becca in confusion before he saw you getting dragged with her. His eyes opened up with a huge grin.

"Y/N! You're here?" he asks, and walks closer to you as he closes his side door on his van as he picks up a guitar-case with probably a guitar in it. You gulp. You didn't know you've missed him this much. Your entire body ached to jump into his arms, but your conciousness told you to do better. You straightened your back, and pulled Becca into your side again, smiling at him.

"Hi Eddie, yeah, we're here for a concert with Corroded Coffin" you point to his t shirt. "A fan?" you ask, trying to keep it light. He chuckles as he looks down at his shirt. "Yeah, something like that" he winks at you.

He turns to Becca and bows. "I'm Eddie, and you are?" he says as he stands upright again, grinning at Becca. Becca turns to give you a "he hella cute"-look, and you send her a glare back telling her you know.

"I am Becca, Y/N's bestfriend" she gives him her most charming smile. He nods at her, before he turns his attention to you again.

"See you inside?" he winks at you, and you swear you could combust right there and then. Fuck, he made you so weak in your knees. If it wasn't for Becca's support, you'd probably faint.

"Ye-yeah" you concur to say, your voice betraying you as you spoke. He chuckles as he bows to you both before he walks away into the venue.

You squeal as you watch him walk away as Becca turns her head towards you, completely in shock too.

"He is your soon-to-be step brother if your dad keeps it up, and he's that good looking? Oh boy, you're in for a ride!" she laughs at your expense. You glare at her. "Shut it" you swat at her arm as she laughs.

You lirk out your pack of cigarette needing one badly after that encounter. What were you thinking? That Eddie Munson, the most metal guy you've ever known, would not show up to a metal concert next town over AND be a fan of the headliner? Stupid. Of course he'd show up.

When you were inside the venue, it was filled almost to the brim with sweaty disgusting drunks who meant they owned the place apparently. You walked close to Becca, never letting her hand go as you snaked your way towards the bar-area and got yourself some drinks before you headed to the front of the stage where the band were gonna perform.

You looked around for Eddie, but couldn't see him.

Strange, he should've been here.

You jump out of your skin when you suddenly hear a few girls scream behind you, and you turn around to look what caused the screams.

There he was. His curly brown hair and his laugh was not something you'd forget that easy.

"Easy girls, it's enough of me for all" he laughs at them, and then his eyes locks with yours as he looks around the small venue.

He winks at you, and mouths "i'm only yours", and if it wasn't for Becca holding onto you, you would've passed out right there.

You turned so you were facing Becca again, and the smile she had on her face was enough to make you relax. She was pumped for this, and so were you.

The venue went dark, people were shanting, screaming and squealing all at once, and you could hear some shuffling from behind the stage as someone spoke up in a mic.

"And here they are! The guys you've all been waiting for! Corroded Coffin!" someone announced as a guitar riff started, and they walked on the stage together, taking their places on stage.

Your heart stopped when you saw Eddie with the same kind of guitar he had tattoed, as he winked at you, playing along on his guitar as he walked across the stage and stood right in front of you.

The concert was a complete blur, you remember bits and pieces of Becca eyeing you when Eddie held his gaze on you a bit to long, and that Eddie leaned down towards you, keeping his eyes on you as the lead singer sang a song about sex or something, you didn't really pay full attention to the lyrics as your eyes was held with Eddie's.

They had walked off the stage after their show, and you and Becca walked back to the bar to get some new drinks as you overheard some girls talking shit.

"How can the guitarist like a fat lump like her?" they tried to whisper, but to no use, and Becca got mad straight away, barking at them.

"Excuse you? Who you calling fat?" she asked, sass clear in her voice as she scolded the girls with her eyes. If only they knew who they were up against, nothing stopped Becca if she was determined to crush someone about your looks. It had happened before, and you knew Becca had your back whenever.

She walked closer to them, and pointed a finger at them as they looked at her with fright.

"You shut up, or else I'm gonna make you eat your own hand" she growled, and the girls nodded anxiously, before they ran out of the venue.

"You know you didn't have to do that, right?" you said as Becca sat down beside you again.

"Do what?" someone said behind you, hugging you from behind.

Hi, Eddie. You smiled, as your head leaned against his shoulder, enjoying being in his arms again.

"Just some girls fatshaming her" Becca said to Eddie, and Eddie scoffed.

"Well, screw them, you are beautiful, and you should know you are" he said as he kissed your neck, making you squeal.

"Gareth likes you, by the way" Eddie said as someone sat beside Becca again, and his head hung straight away.

"Eddie! Why?" he said, as Eddie laughed, making Becca turn her head towards the curly shy guy as he looked up at Becca and gave her an awkward smile.

"Hi, I'm Gareth" he said, and Becca chuckled.

"You're cute, I'm Becca" she said, greeting him as he seemed to relax.

"What you drinking, sweetie?"

"Vodka and coke" you said as he waved down the bartender and ordered you another drink, as he ordered a beer for himself.

You sat there talking together with Gareth and Becca before they disappeared, and Becca told you to not wait for her as she dragged Gareth after her out the door.

You laughed as you leaned against Eddie, who's hand was at the small of your back.

"I've missed you" he whispered into your ear, and you bit your lip.

"I missed you too" you said, looking up at him.

He leaned in to kiss you, and you didn't stop him. Your lips melting together as one, as he wrestled with your tongue for passage to your mouth. You would normally care that you were in public, but right now? You've been craving him so bad, you didn't really care at all.

You moved to stand between his legs, as he grabbed your ass, squeezing lightly as he smiled against your lips.

"Oh, how I've missed you" he said, smirking against your lips. You playfully swat his chest as he chuckles, enveloping you in another heatful kiss.

You just stand there, exploring eachothers bodies as you kiss, and suddenly it hits you as you pull away from him.

He looks at you in confusion, as you huff slightly.

"We're in public" you whispered, and he just chuckled, smiling at you.

"No one knows who we are here anyway, look around" he said as he leaned in to kiss your neck, but you pushed him away.

He looked at you, and cocked his head to the side in confusion.

"You wanna go out to my van instead?" he asked, and you nodded.

"Let's just finish our drinks, and we'll head out of here?"

You smiled, pecking his lips before you leaned into his chest, taking in the scent of him.

"I've missed you" you mumble against his chest as his arm reach up to stroke soft circles on the small of your back.

"I missed you too" he mumbles against your head before he places a soft kiss to it.

He lead you out of the bar, and back to where he had parked his van as you leaned into him the entire way, holding on to him as if he would disappear on you if you let go.

He opened the door for you, and you climbed in, laying down on the floor where he had some blankets laid out, and it seemed like he had been living there for some time, making you look around in confusion.

"Me and mom had an argument, I didn't wanna go home, so I've been living here lately" he said, making you look at him as he climbed in with you, closing the door and laying down just beside you, motioning for you to lay in the crook of his arm as you climbed closer to him, snuggling closer.

"That's why you haven't seen me around lately, she got angry at me for leaving you the day your dad asked me to look out for you" he said as you looked up at him.

"I wanted to tell her that we were together all night, but instead of letting her know, I threw a fit over her being a bitch about it, and left" he shrugged, and you sent him a "I'm sorry"-look as he huffed.

"But now we're together again, and I wouldn't have it any other way" he said as he kissed your forehead, making you smile.

"Your mom has been with my dad non stop since the first date, and it has driven me almost crazy that you never came in the door with her whenever she came to visit"

Fuck, what would you guys do if your dad and Haley actually became a couple?

"I have a strange question" you started, and he looked down at you, smiling.

"What if they become a couple?" you asked, and he tensed a bit before he relaxed again.

"Fuck, I haven't even thought about that" he started "But I don't think it would stop me from wanting to fuck you or taste you on my tongue any time I looked at you" he stated, which made you chuckle.

"It doesn't creep you out that we could be step siblings?" you said as you leaned onto your elbow, looking up at him. He shook his head no.

"Not really, we would never be related at all" he smirked, and you giggled. Guess that was true.

"It would be very difficult to keep my hands off you whenever we would be together with out parents, but I think it could work" he stated, and you could feel the lump in your stomach disappear.

He would still want you if it became more than just some dates with your parents, and that made you smile. You never thought in your wildest imagination that he would still want you. You knew deep down it was wrong, but even if it was wrong in some way, your entire body screamed yes. You wanted him, and he wanted you.

You sat up, looking at him, smiling as he leaned his head up on some pillow he had beside him so he could look at you better.

You surprised him with straddling his lap, enveloping him in a passionate kiss as your hands roamed his body.

"I've been craving you so bad" you said in between kissing him. His hips bucked up into you, and you could feel he wanted you just as bad as you smiled against his lips.

His hands roamed your body just the same, before one came up to your hair, pulling lightly while the other grabbed onto your butt, squeezing it as he moaned into your mouth.

"Fuck, I want you so bad" he said as you grinded against him, making him moan even more from the friction.

"I'm yours, Eddie" you moaned against his lips.

He didn't even hesitate to switch places with you, so you laid down on your back, with him hovering over you. Even if you were a big girl, he managed to manhandle you for being such a skinny boy compared to you. It always surprised you how he could flip you over like you were air.

He were looking at you, taking in your outfit before he grabbed a tit and squeezed.

"You have to use this outfit more often, you look stunning" he said before he kissed you hungrily, grinding his crotch into your heated core, making you gasp from the friction.

"Eddie, please" you whimpered, and he stopped sucking your neck, to look you in the eyes.

"Please, what princess?" he teased, and you whined, thrusting your clothed pussy against him. He tensed up a bit from the friction, before he chuckled.

"Alright, alright" he hummed against your skin as he worked his way down your body with kisses before he stopped right above your clothed pussy, kissing your pelvis before he lifted up your skirt and smiled, seeing the panties he told you he loved so much.

"Were you expecting me?" he asks, and you chuckle, knowing that you in fact expected him to be there today just because he was a metal head himself. Little did you know he was the guitarist for the band that played.

"Oh how I've missed this" he says before he inhales the scent of your aroused pussy as he shoves your panties to the side, and dives in.

You gasp from the contact, before your hands snake into his hair, pulling lightly. He hums against your pussy, licking up all your juices before he chuckles.

"You taste so damn sweet" he cooes as he inserts a finger slowly, making you squirm from the contact, hips bucking up into his mouth as he hums.

"That's it baby" he cooes as he pumps it in and out of you. The sounds from your wet pussy and his finger pumping in and out of you is intoxicating, making you even wetter by the second listening to the power he has over your body.

You could feel the warmth from your lower belly rise, but tried to push it away. You didn't wanna cum just yet, you wanted to savour this. It's been so long.

"If you wanna cum, you can, I can just do it again" he says, as you moan his name loudly. His words sending you over the edge as you pulsate around his finger.

He lets you ride out your high, before he chuckles and hovers over you again, pulling his finger out of you, and pushing it into your mouth to lick it clean.

"Missed me that much, huh?" he smirks, before he kisses you hungrily.

"You taste so much better off your own lips sweetheart" he cooes you, as he grinds his erection against you.

"Please" you whimper in between kisses, and he hums as he pulls down his pants, his boxers following, releasing his erection as it slaps on your thigh before he plays with your folds, making you whimper even more.

His lips crash on yours as he inserts himself into you, and you both moan in unison.

"So... fucking.. tight.." he moans, as he gets used to the feeling of being inside you. Your nails dig into his back, and he whinces a bit from the pain before he hungrily sucks onto your neck, marking it as he slowly starts moving.

You both breathe heavily as he moves a bit faster, but deeper in you, your nails scratching at his back as he whinces, sucking onto your neck.

"Fuck, I've missed you" he says as he leans up to kiss you hungrily. You can feel yourself getting close, and whimpers.

"If you keep talking like that, I'm gonna cum" you warn him, and he stops his movements before he looks at you, deep in your eyes, trying to catch his breath.

"Cum with me? I'm close too" he asks, and you nods, motioning for him to continue when you buck your hips up to meet his.

He understands the mission you sent him on, and pounds into you hard and fast, moaning your name as his hand goes down to cup your tit, squeezing your nipple hard.

"Fuck baby, I'm cumming!" you moan, as his thrusts gets sloppier, and you pulse around him as he finds his own release, emptying himself inside you before he flops down on top of you, his dick still inside as you both try to catch your breath.

You just lay there for a while, catching your breath as he softens inside you.

He suddenly chuckles, and looks at you.

"You know I can feel you clenching, right? If you want another round, just say so princess" he smirks at you, and you can feel your cheeks heat up.

"Aw, are you suddenly shy now?" he cooes, pecking your lips. "Just say the word, and I'll fuck your brains out, sweetie" he winks, and you nod.

"And that means?"

Oh fuck, he really want you to tell him with words.

"Please, fuck me" you say after clearing your throat.

And Eddie does just that. The most intense orgasm you've had in weeks, is his work. He is the only person who's been able to make you cum that hard. You never wanna go back to knowing how it was without him again. Never.

When the morning comes, you wake up in his arms, his hair a mess, and so are yours. Your makeup all smeared and fucked up after getting facefucked by him, and your hair a mess after several rounds with him. Who knew sex in a van would be so breathtakingly awesome?

You look up at his sleeping face, and you could almost swear that he was smiling in his sleep. His face naked and sweaty after the antics from last night. He looked absolutely stunning laying there, all fucked and happy.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" he says as he opens his eyes and smiles down at you.

"Good morning, beautiful" he cooes against your lips, as you kiss him eagerly back.

"Good morning, handsome" you say against his lips, as his hand reaches up into your hair to drag you closer to him.

"Wanna get some breakfast?" he asks after some time, pulling away from the kiss, as you look over him, smiling for yourself when you see that kissing you made him excited.

"You sure you don't want me to take care of that first?" you say as you point down to his erection. He scoffs, and smiles.

"I mean, if you want too" he says as you lean down, sitting up on your knees as you start cupping him.

His hips buck up into your hand, and you stop touching him. He whimpers slightly.

"I'm in charge now, pretty boy" you wink at him, and he huffs before his head falls down on the pillow.

You cup him again, and he groans.

You smile as you start to stroke him softly, making him buck up into your hand, making you stop again.

You tsk at him, and he whimpers.

You look at him, and he lays his head down again.

"Okay, I'll be good" he says, and you almost jump out of your skin when someone knocks on the window.

"If there's someone inside, you have to move your car" the person on the outside says, as you both rush to gather your clothes, and you can't find your top as you look around, while Eddie is quick to jump in the front, no t shirt on or anything besides his boxers as he rolls down the window to talk to the person on the outside.

"Sorry officer, I'll move" he says, as the officer says something back as Eddie ignites the van, and drives off.

"Uhm, Eds, I can't find my clothes" you say, and he looks at you from his rearview mirror.

"Take one of my shirts, the Iron Maiden one is big enough to fit, I'm sure" he reassures you as you look around and find the shirt he's talking about.

He was right. The shirt fit enough to hang a bit loose on you, and you can only imagine how small Eddie would look wearing it.

"Is the skirt you wore last night okay?" he asks, and you nod, climbing in the front with him as he looks at you, almost driving off the road as your butt is in his face.

"Hey, watch the road mister! How much I'd love to die beside you, today is not the day" you say as you let out a loud huff as you sit down beside him, and he chuckles.

One of his hands land on your thigh as he smiles, rubbing small circles on your soft skin as he steals small glances at you without driving off the road.

"You'd die beside me?" he smiles, and you look up at him, reaching up to brush away some lipstick on his cheek.

"I would" you say, as his hand squeeze your thigh, smiling at you.

"I'll drive you home, hopefully your dad isn't home" he says as he turns onto the highway on the way back to Hawkins.

You lean into his arm as he drives off.

You could get used to this. You could get used to being beside Eddie during anything. He made you feel so safe, and wanted at that too. No one has ever made you feel like just a regular girl despite the size you were. He looked at you like a kid looks at a whole isle of free candy, and you could never get enough of it or him for that matter.

He drove off onto your street, and you could see your house from where you were. Fuck. Both your dad's car and Haley's car were in the driveway. Eddie slowed down a bit as he saw his mom and your dad come outside, standing there, looking like they judged him.

They couldn't see you beside him because of the angle, but Haley knew that it was her son driving there by the way she stood glaring at the car.

He stopped right beside the sidewalk up to your house, and your dad saw you as you opened the door.

"Sweetie!" he said, running up to you to check on you.

"Are you okay? What happened to your clothes?" he asked, and you chuckled, holding him at arms lenght.

"I'm fine dad, I crashed with Eddie after the show last night, and he borrowed me this so I could sleep in"

A little white lie never hurt, right? He didn't have to know the whole truth, right?

"Edward Munson! What do you think you're doing?!" his mom started yelling at him, and you could see Eddie got worried straight away. "Do you think you can just disappear and show up like nothing happened, young boy!?" she yelled, and you walked over to Eddie, mouthing sorry to your dad as he nodded for you to just continue.

"Mrs. Munson, I'm sorry that Eddie showed up like this, but he drove me home and kept me safe after last night since he was at the same concert as me" you smiled, and Haley looked at you and huffed. Glaring at her son.

"This is not over" she said to Eddie as she smiled towards you.

"Now come inside and get some breakfast, the both of you!" she said, motioning for you all to join her inside.

Excuse you? Who the fuck do you think you are?

Eddie's hand landed at the small of your back as your dad walked in with Haley.

He leaned down and whispered in your ear.

"Thank you baby" he said, kissing your neck before he dragged you with him inside for breakfast.

Oh boy, it would be difficult to keep your hands off him, that's for sure.

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