Bay here with a quick update for you guys, I'm going on a small break to focus on both my real life and to catch up on some writing. I don't anticipate it lasting too long. Just long enough to get caught up on things. I'll keep you all updated as I can!
Current WIPs:
*I have a super fun arc idea for the 30s block of Lucky Penny (hint: someone is coming back!) and chapter 29 will be a wholesome way for bridging Germy's downfall and the more upbeat 30s.
*I'm also very excited to share the story of William and Delilah with you all. It's obviously based a little on my real life but truly this series is allowing me to give my own mom and stepdad a much happier story than they got. It won't have too many more parts but it will be a fun journey until the end.
*I am currently working on about 50 blurb ideas (I wish I was joking), I might post these here and there during my break to give you all a little treat as they aren't my first priority.
*I am currently starting to work on a new AU!Series that I am VERY excited about. It features all our favorite aviators, the Chaos Squad, and one of my favorite movies ever as the base of it all. Not sure how long this will be but it's shaping up to be a fun one.
*I also have more ideas for Little Lucky blurbs to show our girl at different ages. I know I haven't posted any since Christmas but there will be more soon!
*I am also going to be working on a small series I haven't named yet, but will feature Lucky and Fanboy's wild child Hadley Kate Garcia and how she came into this crazy world and beyond.
Basically, I have a shit ton to work on in between everything else going on in my life. I will keep my askbox open in case yall want to talk and I will answer when I can.
Love y'all and thank you for the support and love!
I hope everyone is having or has had a wonderful Easter Sunday.
As I celebrate today, my mind goes to the sad fact that today should also mark my stepfather's 48th birthday, but he is not here to celebrate it with us.
The man who inspired William in the Lucky Penny and Second Chance at Love series should be 48. Instead, he is forever 39.
When they first dated in their teenaged years, my stepdad would tell my Mom: "I'm not making it to 40." To which she would hit him and say "Yes you are, you idiot."
Unfortunately, for one of the few times in his life, my stepdad would be correct and we lost him to Stage 4 Lung Cancer in 2016, just one month and 3 days after his 39th birthday. He truly didn't make it to 40. He barely made it to 39.
Next month will be 9 years since that day, and somehow, next year will be a full decade. That doesn't seem right, and it's definitely not fair.
I hope he is having a wonderful birthday party wherever he is today, and I want everyone to know that William, his fictional counterpart, will be returning soon.
Happy Easter everyone! And Happy 4/20! The most appropriate birthday ever! :)
There had never been anyone to challenge the Dutch mafia. Max was feared by many, if not all those he surrounded himself with. All but Mr. Ricciardo from the Australia mafia. It was a mutual friendship and respect they had for each other. When Daniel sent word to Max that there was someone cornering Baylie at the club, Max knew that Daniel would do what’s needed to care for his girl.
Max ended his meeting and made his way downstairs to the club. He knew Baylie could and would fight back and stand up for herself. He smirks as he spots her glaring at the man cornering her. What the man didn’t know was that Baylie kept her knives on her.
At the same time, Baylie had unsheathed one of her knives and was pressing it against his right flank. “Touch me again and it’ll be the last thing you do,” she says as add more pressure to the knife. “I may be a nurse by day, but I’m always Max’s girl.”
Max quickly then twists the man’s arm behind him, causing his shoulder to snap out of place. “Leave and don’t come back to my club… Better yet. Don’t return to my city. Next time Baylie will do more damage than the cut you have and a dislocated shoulder.”
Soulmates. Carlos and Baylie. Baylie and Carlos. These two were the definition of platonic soulmates. Since their karting days, they had a mutual love and respect for each other. Neither would let anyone badmouth the other. As they got older, their friendships deepened to be sibling-like.
Carlos knew Baylie didn't have the best of upbringings and she would sometimes forget to eat. He made it his mission to always do what he can to make sure Baylie ate something. If their group of friends were hanging out at anybody's house, Carlos was the first to offer to cook something he knew Baylie would eat. He always learned to carry snacks for her because he knew she still had lingering long term effects of an eating disorder from childhood.
Even when Baylie got engaged and Carlos eventually started dating someone, he still took time to care for his friend.
There was no easy way to explain them. They just were. Max and Charles had always been and would always be Baylie’s big love. They were there for her when she needed someone on her corner the most. The three of them had endured so much pain since childhood: they lost friends, the lost family, they were yelled at to be better.
Monza Grand Prix 2023 would always be one of their shared memory. All three of them were at the podium and holding up their trophies.
When they gave us our trophies
And we held them up for our town
And the cynics were outraged
Screaming, "This is absurd"
'Cause for a moment, a band of thieves
In ripped up jeans got to rule the world
Baylie looked out to the crowd and spotted Alana. When their eyes met, the girls smiles just grew. Not long ago they learned that they are half sisters. This moment was one that Baylie would always cherish. She turned to her boys and told them: “Long live all the mountains we moved. I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you.”
The boys shares a knowing smirk and sprayed Baylie with the champagne to start the celebrations.
For my darling @bayisdying I hope you enjoy this babe! 😘
NSFW EXPLICIT SMUT
Baylie had the whole month of July off to spend with Danny and to get some much needed rest and relaxation. She'd been working so hard, he wanted to spend the month spoiling her. They spent two weeks on Lake Tahoe with their friends, and now they were in Miami for some much needed "them" time.
They'd been to the beach and some of Danny's favorites spots, but this morning they'd decided to hit the gym before doing anything else. Working out together always proved difficult, as they both would get distracted by the other. Even if they were across the gym from each other, nowhere near touching distance, they would get lost watching the other.
They made it thirty minutes before they drifted back together. Danny's hands grab her waist and pull her close. "How'd I get so lucky?" he whispers before his lips descend on hers.
"Danny," she pants when they pull back from the intense kiss.
"You're so goddamn hot Baylie," he whispers, his eyes travelling down her body and back up, just like they'd been doing for the last thirty minutes.
"Not as hot as you," she counters, her finger trailing over his bulging bicep.
He tilts her chin back up and gives her another searing kiss. "Let's get out of here before I devour you right here in front of everybody."
She gives him a nod as he pulls her to the locker room to grab their things. No one is in there, so she decides to push him just a bit, staying plastered along his back as he undoes the lock. Her hands drift around his waist and then lower, palming him through his shorts.
"Baylie," he growls in warning.
"Yes?" she teases as she bites at his shoulder.
He quickly spins in her hold and gives her a warning look, but all it does is shoot desire right to her core. Her body clenches in anticipation of feeling him pounding into her. He grabs her chin as he kisses her soundly. "Behave."
"You're no fun," she pouts, as he spins back around and grabs their things out of the locker.
"I'll show you fun," he taunts back, before he steps out of her hold, lacing their hands together. They head out of the gym and to his car, both sweaty messes.
"We should've showered," she says, eyeing the hot leather seats. Summer heat has been brutal and she's not looking forward to sticking to the seat.
"Why? We're just going to get even more sweaty," he smirks.
Instead of getting in the front, he pulls her into the back seat. "What are you doing?" she hisses, looking around. The street is busy, but his windows are so tinted, she doubts anyone can see them.
"Promised you some fun I think."
"Here?"
"How's it any different than the locker room of the gym? At least here no one else can hear the sexy sounds you make for me, when I'm pounding into that hot wet pussy."
"Danny," she whines, as he pulls her into his lap so she can grind down against him.
He lets her grind for a few minutes, working them both up even more, as his hands trail up and down her back, then over her abs. His lips tease her breasts through her sports bra, before he pulls it off. He grips her hips tight as she just rubs on him, as he takes his time, sucking and licking and nipping at her nipples.
She's whining and moaning for him, making his dick just throb for her as he teases her. "Please," she finally begs, causing him to smirk wider.
"Yea? Ready for me baby? Get all wet grinding against me?"
She nods as she moans his name. He lifts her and jerks her shorts down, before letting her help him work his shorts down. She licks her lips when she see him all hard and ready for her, a drop of precum glistening on the tip.
She drops down and licks it off, but he doesn't let her linger there. "Later," he promises when she whines as he pulls her up. "Too keyed up and need you," he pants against her neck as he pulls her down on him.
She takes him all at once, both of them moaning loud enough it echoes in the small space. He holds her still for a moment, making sure he's not going to hurt her, but she just clenches on him and begs. "You're so wet for me baby girl," he murmurs as he finally starts helping her move.
He keeps it slow, dragging it out, but she feels so good, and he did promise to pound into her. He moves her faster, her breath leaving her as he arches up into her at the same time. "Oh God, please," she moans, throwing her head back.
Both of their muscles are burning and screaming from the extra exertion, but they go hard and fast. All Baylie can do is moan his name, her body clenching and releasing on him. "Bay... So close," he pants. "Cum for me baby. Fuck.. you gotta cum," he grunts.
He changes the angle just enough to hit in that sweet spot deep inside her and she moans even louder. "Right... there," she pants. "Don't stop," she begs.
"Never gonna stop. Never. Look at me Bay. Look at me," he pleads.
She opens her eyes and meets his intense gaze as he pulls her down on him and holds her still. She whines but then he arches up even more and starts grinding into her, pushing her right to the edge. He flips them, pinning her against the car seat and absolutely devours her like promised. He pounds into her hard, hitting just right, and Baylie shatters.
His lips close over hers, swallowing her scream as she cums so hard. It only takes a couple more thrusts like that before he follows her over into oblivion. He grinds into her drawing out the aftershocks as much as possible, before he finally comes to a stop.
"Goddamn," she pants, as he kisses around her face with a smirk.
"You're so amazing and all mine," he murmurs.
"All yours," she promises. Once they've both regained their breath, they redress in the tight space, giggling and laughing at how difficult it is with how sweaty they are. She ends up stealing his tank to put on instead of trying to squeeze back into her bra, and she can't help up smirk as his eyes dilate once more seeing her in his clothes. Once they're redressed, they get into the front seats and head back to his place. It's one of the best months off in Baylie's opinion and she looks forward to more of those with him.
Tagged by the lovely @ravens-words. Thanks babe this was fun!
What element writer are you?
I got:
FIRE WRITER🔥
You burn. In the night, under the hot sun, you burn. You shine in the darkest nights, bringing to your readers an immortal fire. No one is able to portray feelings better than you. Emotions burn your characters, making them matches in dark rooms, lighting up everything, and burning from their own hands. Your best is shown in short stories, where the flames of your character’s souls can burn brighter than ever, and become ashes. Your stories hold the most passionate love, soft sighs whispered against a lover’s skin, and the neon lights of a night club. Pain is your second name, and you don’t mind it. Wars, betrayal, yearning, a/b/o and enemy to lovers are your favorite tropes. But when you decide to comfort, the fierce fire that burns in your soul becomes the warm hug of a blanket in a cold day. Established relationships, per-relationship fluff and medical fics are great at showing this softer side of you. Keep burning, and show everyone how hard a fire can burn, even in the coldest of the nights.
Thanks for the tag my wifey @gracespicybradshaw I love you
To nobody's surprise I got:
STORM WRITER ⛈️🌪
Writers of the storm, the rain, and the snow. Angst is your element. You mastered the art of making it hurt, in every way. That quiet hurt of a smile on a crying face. Your words whisper to the lonely ones that they’re not alone. You are able to show your readers a universe where everything’s okay, and even if it hurts it’s okay, because being sad is a feeling that deserves to be felt. Yells against the dark of the night. Screams of rage and hurt, tears running down soft cheeks and white knuckles. You are there, screaming with them. Angry at the unfairness, and fighting it, in the first place it attacks you. In the heart. And you’re the hand, offered to the hopeless. With a delicate smile on your lips, you help people stand up again. The storm writer, the one who knows how it feels, to be screaming in the void, and doesn’t want anyone else to live it too. You are the storm writer, but you’re able to build beautiful reigns of ice and snow, and offer comfort to the ones who seek it.
{ Danny Ramirez x Reader } | { Song Inspiration: Hold My Hand by Lady Gaga }
{ Dedicated to @bayisdying | Love you wifey and wishing you many more years of thirsting over your husband!! I hope to get invited to the wedding! }
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Danny kept counting down the minutes and seconds until he could see you. The last few months he had been in Atlanta filming, leaving you states away. However, despite his busy filming schedule, he made sure to prioritize your video calls.
This last one he could feel, aside from visibly see, the stress you were under.
“Amor, take a deep breath. For me. Start again from the beginning telling me what happened.”
As you recount your latest stress with work, as well as with family, he can’t help but wish he could just hug you and tell you it will be alright. So he decides he will do that.
That night he takes a red eye flight to be at your place by the time you wake up. He knew the next day was your day off from work. As he was getting you coffee and breakfast, he also made some very important calls.
When he arrives at your place, he’s loaded up with flowers, baked goods, coffee, and so much love for you. You’re completely taken by surprise when you open the door and see him there.
“Danny!”
“Mi reina!”
You help him with setting all the bags down. Once his arms are free, he pulls you in for a tight hug and a deep kiss.
“Te amo… Te amo muchísimo. El ver que estás trabajando mucho y sin relajarte me duele. So hoy nos vamos de vacaciones.”
“I love you… I love you so much. Seeing that you are working too hard and not relaxing hurts me. So today we are leaving on vacation.”
You stare at him in shock at his words and then you start crying. Danny pulls you in for another tight hug. “It’s okay. Let it out.”
You pull away just a bit to look him in the eyes to thank him. “Never did I imagine I’d get so lucky with you.”
“I’m the lucky one, Mi amor.”
The first stop of your vacation is right in town. He takes you to the open air market for lunch and then to ride the Ferris wheel.
“Hold my hand! I know heights aren’t your thing but the view is worth it.”
You nod and keep a tight grip on his hand. And he’s right. The view of the lake next to the Ferris wheel is just beautiful. Your eyes full with tears as you can feel yourself truly relax for the first time in perhaps years.
Danny notices and wipes the tears from your cheeks. “You deserve to be treated like the queen that you are. You deserve to have more days where you’re happy and not about to break.”
He slips his hand into his pocket and takes out a ring. Still holding on to your hand, he kneels down in front of you. “Marry me, cariño. I want to be there for you every day. Not just the good ones. I want the bad ones too to show you you’re not alone.”
The happy tears flowed freely and you nodded. “I’ll marry you.”
He kisses you once again. “Happy birthday mi reina.”
It's baby wifeys birthday!!!!! @bayisdying so enjoy some PWP in our 911 verse!
NSFW EXPLICIT SMUT!
It was Baylie's birthday and Chris was determined to make the morning perfect for her. He'd convinced Eddie to help him make her breakfast in bed, so that morning they quietly snuck into the kitchen to make her favorite breakfast.
The gifts were already sitting on their dresser having been placed there last night after she'd fallen asleep. Once breakfast is done and put on a tray, they head to wake her up.
"Happy Birthday Mama!" Chris shouts as they walk through the door. Baylie stirs as Eddie sets the tray down and Chris climbs on the bed.
"Thank you baby," she smiles pulling him into her arms.
Breakfast goes quick, Chris talking a mile a minute and then she's opening gifts from her favorite two people. Once Chris is satisfied that his mama is well loved from him at the moment, he heads to his room to get things ready for his sleepover at the Buckleys.
While Baylie is in the shower, Grace, Buck and Cam arrive with their own gifts for the birthday girl. After another round of presents and love from her other favorite little boy, the house finally empties to just the two of them.
"Mmmm all day with you to myself. Whatever shall we do?" Eddie smirks as he holds her in his arms.
"Thought for sure we'd be in bed," she smirks back.
He spins her into the wall and kisses her senseless. "Bed you say?"
"Bed."
He scoops her up, Baylie wrapping her legs around his waist as he carries her back to their room. He gently lays her down, crawling over her as their lips never separate. "Mmmm gonna worship my birthday girl today," he whispers, when they finally pull back for air. "And you're gonna let me. No rushing. Just laying back and enjoying," he smirks.
She whines a little but nods her consent as he starts at her forehead with kisses. He slowly kisses around her face, murmuring how he loves her smart brain and how beautiful she is. From there he moves down her neck, making sure to pay special attention to all her weak spots before leaving matching hickeys at her collarbone.
He kisses across her shoulders and down each arm, murmuring praise for her talented and capable hands; how she amazes him each day from taking care of him and Chris to saving patients when they're on shift.
From there he moves back to her breasts, taking his sweet, sweet time loving on those. He has her withering under him as he doesn't relent in his kisses and sucks. "Can't wait to get you pregnant one day and watch you feed our babies," he whispers.
"Eddie please," she moans, grinding against him.
"Oh mi amor, I'm just getting started," he smirks.
He moves down right below her breast and leaves a hickey over her ribs near her heart. "I love your big, caring heart and how much love you offer freely. No matter what you keep on caring and loving and showing your love. You're passing that love onto our son and I love you all the more for it."
She has quiet tears leaking down her cheeks as Eddie praises and loves on her. He raises up and softly kisses them away before he moves back down. He kisses down her chest and over all her ribs, his hands griping her hips to keep her still.
He leaves hickeys across her hips before he moves on to her thighs. He playfully nips inside them before he kisses all the way down to the top of her feet. She's practically soaring with all the love and praise he's given her and she's not even cum yet.
He slowly kisses back up her legs and then slowly spreads her. "Damn baby," he moans when he sees how wet she is for him.
"Please," she begs arching towards him.
His shoulders spread her thighs wider as he uses one arm to pin her hips to the bed. "Mmmm how many times can I make you cum like this?" He smirks.
"Eddie!"
"Yes?"
"Oh god please... do something!"
"I am. I'm admiring you baby."
She tugs at his hair in frustration and he can't help but chuckle softly. "I gotcha babe." He slowly licks her, moaning just a little, drawing a deep sinful moan from her. She tries to arch up, but his forearm keeps her pinned to the bed.
Her thighs clench around his head as he starts slowly licking. Her head is tossing back and forth on the pillow as she moans his name over and over. His tongue is like magic against her, and even though he's intentionally dragging it out, she cums rather quickly.
But he doesn't relent. His tongue keeps flicking up and down, pushing her past the over sensitivity and right back into pleasure. When he can tell she's lost in the pleasure once more, he flicks his tongue in her and feasts like a starving man. He brings her to a second orgasm, his lips sucking on her as his tongue flicks inside her.
As she's coming down, he eases his tongue out but slams three fingers in her, drawing it out. "Please.... Eddie please.... fuck me," she begs.
He finally releases her hips and she grinds against the fingers in her wanting more. "Goddamn you're so beautiful," he whispers, just watching her for the moment.
She begs and pleads until he finally relents, easing his fingers out. She pulls him down to her for a searing kiss. She grinds against him as they kiss until they need air. Eddie slowly pulls back and then flips her over. "I didn't get back here," he whispers with a smirk.
"Oh god. Please. Eddie I need you," she begs.
He slowly kisses across the top of her shoulders as he pulls her up to her knees. He slides into her easily, causing her to scream into the pillow as her body stretches around him. "God you feel so good love."
She arches back against him, but he still doesn't move. "Please just fuck me," she begs.
Eddie smirks against her back as he slowly pulls out and pushes back in. "Mmmmm wanna finish my kisses," he whispers.
Baylie whines, arching back against him and clenching, hoping it'll make him fuck her. His lips trail up and down her back as he slowly, oh so slowly rocks in and out of her. The whole time his mouth is running, telling her how good she is and how perfect she is. He keeps her right there on edge until he's done lavishing her in kisses and then he tips her over for a third time.
"Goddamn I love making you cum for me baby." He keeps his rocks gentle, but steady as she rides it out. "But I'm not done with you yet."
Baylie moans arching back into him as his hands move down to grip her hips. He just keeps slowly tightening his hold as he goes a little harder on each thrust until his grip is tight enough she knows she's going to have bruises.
Her moans are incoherent at this point as Eddie is finally, finally, fucking her hard and fast. His moans mix with hers as he pulls her back on him. The closer he gets the harder he goes and he finally jerks her up to him so her back is plastered to his chest. He nips at her ear, growling her name as he drives into her. "Come on baby. One more. Give me one more," he grunts.
She arches her back as he grinds in deep, touching her cervix, his name leaving her lips in a scream as she cums hard. Her whole body clenches as he goes a few more thrusts, before he's cuming, shouting her name.
He holds her tight against him as they ride it out, and then he eases her down to the bed. She whimpers as he slides out, but he pulls her in close, cuddling her tight. "Fuck baby," he moans as she tucks her face into his chest. "You ok?"
"Yea," she whispers, her voice gravelly from all the moaning and screaming. Her body is still tingling, her ears ringing, as she comes down. His hands rub up and down her back as he keeps her tight to him. "Best birthday sex ever," she whispers causing him to chuckle.
"Mmmm that's what I like to hear."
Baylie slowly drifts off and Eddie lays there holding her the whole time. They barely leave the bed all day, but he does order her favorite take out, and they have a cake his Tia made for Baylie, which is absolutely divine. They eat it in bed, not caring if they get icing all over each other because they're just going to lick it clean.
The next morning, Baylie endures the teasing from Grace and Jade and she can't even be mad because it was truly an amazing birthday.
Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia and Baylie "Lucky" Steele are two of the best naval aviators in the country, they are also in a secret relationship and have been for years. They are called back for a mission that will test their limits and their love. Follow the journey of the girl who finds pennies everywhere and her nerd through the good times and the bad.
Sneak Peek
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Nineteen 1/2
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Other Works of Lucky x Fanboy
Red = SMUT (18+)
1:13am
Mirrors
Jealous Lucky
House Hunting
Suspicious Mind
Runnin' Red Lights
A Very Miami Christmas
Wrapping Paper and Bows (+Spicy/Rooster and Cinco/Hangman)
