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[tornbetween2loves]

Hello Choices Fandom

Hey I know I’ve been absent for quite some time, but I had to take a much needed break. I would like to come back and rekindle some old friendships while making some new ones. I’ve been writing a lot of original stuff, but I miss my fanfics. I’d like to finish some of my series and do some reading too. So I guess my question is: Is there anybody out there? Lol.

[nestledonthaveone]

Hi! 👋👋

I’m fairly new here (since the beginning of summer). I stumbled upon TRR during covid last year. I played all the way through choosing Liam (because that’s the point of the story, right?) then I found out Drake was an optional LI and have been playing repeatedly marrying him over and over. THEN I found out there was a whole world of Drake Walker fanfic and camped out here in tumblr. I only recently started writing. Feel free to check out my small Masterlist. 🥰🥰

[lizk77]

Thank you so much! Your experience with TRR sounds very similar to mine. I also chose Liam, but I loved to lead Drake on as much as I could. I started reading as much fanfic as I could and wanted to write liam x drake x riley in a polyamorous relationship. That's sorta my specialty. But I've been on hiatus for quite sometime, life has been busy and I actually don't even play choices anymore. But I love TRR fanfic. I will definitely check out your masterlist asap! Feel free to take a look at mine too. My name is Liz, by the way. My main blog is @lizk77 just in case you see it pop up in the comments somewhere.

[lizk77]

Ten Years

This was actually originally posted on facebook around the end of the year. It began with my need to share my experience with others. I saw a few of those ‘10 years ago’ posts where people post a pic from back then and a recent one side by side. I tried that and realized I don’t really look much different. But the last decade of my life has certainly been the most meaningful of my life. This is very personal and discusses physical, mental and emotional abuse so if that’s a sensitive subject for you please don’t read. This is why I’ve been absent from tumblr and writing for so long.

I would also say this is not appropriate for anyone under the age of 18 due to adult themes.

It’s been 10 years. A decade. The most difficult yet meaningful decade of my life. When I think back to the person I was 10 years ago, I am amazed by the woman I’ve become today. I stand here at the end of the most difficult decade of my life and I’m proud. Proud of what I’ve accomplished, my strength and everything I’ve learned.

I began this decade feeling nearly suffocated by grief. I was no stranger to grief, but the loss of my mother was like the spiritual and emotional equivalent of having the wind knocked out of you. Pure, utter devastation. I was overwhelmed by my feelings. The whole world felt like a strange, scary place without my mother in it. In the months preceding her death I had tunnel vision, I focused on taking care of her and Emily and didn’t allow myself time to feel anything. So even though I knew she was dying, it didn’t really hit home until after she was gone. I instantly regretted that I didn’t focus more on enjoying my mother’s last months on this earth. I carry that regret with me still today. I should’ve had her teach me how to make her spaghetti sauce. I should’ve written down the recipe for parsley potatoes that she showed me how to make once but I haven’t been able to duplicate since. I should’ve asked her questions. Questions about my grandparents, about my dad, about when I was a baby. I should’ve had her French braid my hair every night. I miss that the most. I should’ve asked her how to be a good mother. What to do when my child is up at 3am puking down the hallway, all over the bed and the carpet. If I should take my kid to the hospital when she has something stuck up her nose, or how high of a fever is cause for alarm. There have been countless instances over the past decade where I would have given anything to be able to call her for guidance and support.

Grief has been the overwhelming emotion guiding me the past 10 years. I’ve learned that grief never ends. It changes, at first the feeling of loss is so raw that you just don’t know how you’ll ever be the same again. Then, over time, it evolves into every emotion. Grief can be happiness, sadness, anger and frustration. It can encompass all emotions at once. There are times even now when I just feel the loss of her all over again and in that moment I’m devastated all over again. I struggled with a lot of things after my mother’s death. I am still struggling with my faith. I have been angry at God for the past decade, so angry that I have neglected the spiritual well-being of my children. I have yet to figure out how to let that go.

I’ve always considered myself to be a strong, independent person. Life made me that way. I’ve experienced enough death, enough pain, enough abuse. Not long after the death of my mother, I was lured into a relationship that provided security. Financial security, which I had never had before. But I lost my strength. For 7 years I allowed my strength and independence to be stripped away. I was broken, ashamed, nobody knew what I was going through. Hell, I didn’t even realize the full extent of it. I was blind to the damage being caused not just to me, but to my children. I told myself our security was more important than our happiness. I realized after a while that I was wrong, but by then I didn’t know how to get out. I was afraid of losing everything.

Then it happened. The one thing I always said I would never tolerate. And yet, I found myself wishing it would happen. Because then I would have a reason. I watched my mother suffer the effects of physical abuse many times while I was a teenager. I vowed that I’d never let that happen to me. But once I was tangled in the web of my own abusive relationship, I began to realize that there are types of abuse that far surpass the physical. Bruises, cuts, even broken bones eventually heal. And it’s so easy to say, “He hit her? What a monster!” The abuse is very evident. But when you’re subjected to the whims of a narcissist, it’s very different. Everybody thinks they’re such a nice guy. They project an image of being loving and caring and happy. But the truth is they are even more of a monster than the guy who beats his wife. For seven years, I merely existed in his world. I tried as hard as I could to give him what he wanted and make him happy. Nothing I did was ever good enough. My daughters and I walked around our house on eggshells, not wanting to poke the sleeping giant. I tried to be the peacekeeper. Tried my best to keep his anger focused on me and not my girls. I told myself I could take it as he backed me into the bathroom, up against the shower wall, screaming at me with his face inches from mine. Spit flying everywhere. He called me worthless, accused me of cheating, told me I didn’t care about my children or the home we built for them.

And I stayed. Because I didn’t know how to leave. I didn’t think I could take care of my home and children on my own. I wasn’t strong enough. I was weak. I wasn’t good enough. After all, that’s what he had told me for 7 years. The day after one of our fights was always surreal. He acted like it never happened. Told me he loved me and he just needed to get his anger out or he’d explode. Like berating me and breaking me down was no big deal. And I would stand there in front of him, bewildered. Amazed by how really fucked up he was. But I stayed. I kept the peace and I stayed.

Until that night. When he hit me, it was like he knocked some sense into me. I remember the look on my daughter’s face after it happened. Tears welled up in my eyes as my baby looked at me with concern and asked if I was ok. I was not ok. Not at all. I saw myself in the face of my baby, saw the concern I felt for my mother all those years. And I drew strength from it. My mom would have been devastated to know what my life was like. I was her strong child, yet here I was broken and weak. I couldn’t let the same cycle repeat itself. I couldn’t let my kids grow up watching their mother being treated badly. I knew that if she were still alive, I would’ve gotten out sooner. She would’ve seen right through him. She would’ve known he was evil and I was miserable. She always did. She always knew. I used to hate that she was always right about my life and my feelings. But now that she’s gone, I truly miss her ability to tell me what’s wrong with my life. She always had a way of calling me out on my bad decisions. And she was the only one I listened too. The only opinion that really mattered.

So I decided to make a change. I called the cops and had him arrested. Then I went the very next day and filed an injunction for protection from abuse. He was gone. My oldest was already with her dad and my youngest went up north to stay with my aunt for awhile. I had two uninterrupted months to find myself again. I picked up the broken pieces of my life and focused on me. I spent time with friends. I went on dates. I lost a bunch of weight. I went out and experienced life beyond my couch. Gradually I began to feel like myself again. I regained my strength. But I also found myself grieving, once again. Despite everything I had been through, I missed my family. I worked hard for 7 years to build a life and it was gone. Of course I didn’t miss the abusive part of my relationship. But there were some things I missed. The feel of someone next to me in bed at night. Having someone to talk to about my day. Despite my decision to stay single and raise my daughters on my own, I found myself lonely at times. Sure I had been out on dates, but I told everyone up front that I wasn’t looking for a relationship, I just wanted to keep things casual. Once you tell a guy that there’s really no way to take it back. Plus I had so much baggage. And I’m not talking about my kids. I’m talking about emotional baggage. I was a mess. I faked confidence that I didn’t have. Sure I was getting stronger, but healing takes time. How do you tell someone you just met that you just suffered through 7 years of narcissistic abuse? Without them thinking you’re totally crazy? You don’t. So I held it back. I tried to push it to the back of my mind and forget it was there.

It didn’t work. I decided to try something different. I talked about it. To everyone. Literally. Friends, co-workers, family, dates. Reactions were mixed. Most people were really supportive. Some were not. A lot of people just faded into the woodwork of my life at this point. They stopped texting me and returning my calls. I was upset by this at first, but soon discovered that letting it out was like lifting a huge weight off my shoulders. It was helping me heal. I was growing stronger each day. I have to thank each and every person who listened, even if they had a negative reaction. My healing was much quicker because I let all those feelings go rather than bottle them up. I know, crazy, right? Here I am, the cold-hearted one who buries their feelings deep down, sharing all my feelings with pretty much anyone who would listen. And something amazing happened. I started to smile more. I opened up to people. I started being honest and upfront with people about my feelings. Sure, I’m still hurting and healing, but I really feel transformed. I struggle, I have stress and anxiety, mostly about my children and finances. But I am happy. I am confident again. I know I’m a good person and learning how to let go of all the bad feelings and negativity created by my situation. Some days are good, some days aren’t. Some days I feel strong and on top of the world. Others I feel weak and broken. But the most important thing I’ve learned in the past decade is how to pick myself back up, dust myself off and rise above.

I don’t know what the next decade has in store for me. I know I will continue to focus on my inner growth and raising my children. I will figure out how to be happy and how to struggle less. I will also focus on developing honest and loving relationships with the people I care about. Respect and loyalty and communication are my top priority. My focus has to be me and my children. We come first. I refuse to allow any of us to be mistreated or abused. I will settle for nothing less and surround my family with people who are genuine and who care. This is my goal for the next ten years.

It will be the best years of my life.

Tagging: @allaboutchoices @innerpostmentality @bobasheebaby @sirbeepsalot @darley1101 @desiree---1986

I’m tagging just a few people I know. I won’t be offended if you don’t want to read or reblog.

[lizk77]

Hey love! I'd like to add you to my birthday page if that's okay! When's your bday? -choicesbirthdays

February 7. Thanks! 😊

[tornbetween2loves]

Arcana Unbound-Plane Rides

Four thousand years ago gods and magic shaped and ruled and were plentiful in the world. Man and all the creatures were shaped and marked by it. Then things began to change. Gradually those things of magic diminished and the things of science took precedence until magic became a myth tucked away safely in children’s fairy tales and skilled entertainer’s parlor tricks.

It’s been a thousand years of progress unmarked by true magic.

Things are about to change.

This is a collaborative project between @tornbetween2loves and @innerpostmentality parts of this particular post were also written by our good friend @kennaxval

Word Count: 2800+

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Pixelberry except for our OCs. They are our precious babies and were created with all of our love and affection.

Warnings: This series may contain erotica and adult themes and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. 

Keep reading

[lizk77]

tagging you because it didn’t work the first time. @innerpostmentality

[lizk77]

Smitten

The Perfect Date

This story was based on a prompt from @begging-for-kamilah “The Perfect Date” for Joe and Tina. This is not the next chapter in the story, it actually occurs a little over a month into their relationship. After they had slept together but before “Snowed In”.

I almost had to post this a day late due to my procrastination. Hopefully the late hour of this posting doesn’t discourage people from reading it.

Warnings: this is erotica and is only suitable for adults over the age of 18. You have been warned.

Word count: 2483

You can read the rest of this series on my masterlist here.

Tagging: @kennaxval @indiacater @stopforamoment @cora-nova @innerpostmentality @missevabean @smalltalk88 @gardeningourmet

Excitement grew in the pit of her belly as Tina drove over the Skyway Bridge to meet Joe. She had never been to his place before. It was just about lunch time on a Monday and he had taken the day off work to plan what he described as the perfect date. She didn’t know anything about it, he had been weirdly secretive. He told her to dress in her best Steelers garb and meet him at his place. She had on her favorite jersey, number 36 for player Jerome Bettis, aka The Bus. Sure, he had been retired for many years, but he was still her favorite player of all time. She also had her black and gold Steelers hat on, her long ponytail pulled through the back. The look was topped off with a pair of Steelers logo earrings and a folded black and gold scarf around her neck. Tina shifted her eyes to the passenger seat next to her where her terrible towel sat. That was of course a must for any Steeler fan watching the game.

The Steelers were playing the Tampa Bay Buccaneers for Monday Night Football. Joe was born and raised in Tampa, so he was a die hard Bucs fan. She figured he planned to take her somewhere to watch the game, perhaps a sports bar. But she couldn’t get him to give her any information, eventually she stopped asking and just went with it.

After what seemed like forever, she pulled into his driveway. Her stomach fluttered as she turned off the ignition. She checked her face in the rear view mirror, grabbed her purse and terrible towel, and headed for the door. Tina smiled as Joe opened the door, decked out in just as much Bucs garb. He kissed her on the cheek. “You look great, despite all the black and gold,” he said as he playfully grabbed her butt and pulled her closer. She smiled up into his bedroom eyes. “Same, although you would look better in black and gold.” She leaned up and kissed him softly. He smiled at her then swatted her playfully on the butt. “Nope. Will never happen.”

“We’ll see. I have my ways,” she said with a smirk as she walked past him down the hall into the kitchen. She looked around at the open floor plan. The kitchen had a bar built in to the counter with three stools. It opened up into the living room, where Tina saw the biggest tv of her life. “Wow, that’s some tv!” Joe beamed with pride. “Well thank you. It’s necessary for watching the games.” She smiled slyly as she peered at him from the corner of her eye. “Is this where we’re watching the game?” Joe feigned confusion. “Absolutely not. What makes you think we are watching the game? Do you really think I’d plan our date around football?” Tina giggled at his attempt to act confused. “Yes, I think watching football would definitely be your idea of the perfect date. Plus we’re all dressed up in football garb.” Joe smiled slyly as he put his arms behind his back. “Ok, I just don’t think I can keep this secret any longer.” He pulled something out of the back pocket of his jeans and handed it to Tina.

Her eyes went wide as she grabbed two tickets from his hand. Her mouth dropped open as she read them. “Oh. My. God. Are you serious right now???” He smiled wide at her and nodded. “And check out the seats. Right on the 50-yard line.” Tina squealed and jumped into Joe’s arms, wrapping her arms around his neck. He leaned back against the counter to brace himself. She just couldn’t stop hugging his neck as she thought about watching a Steelers game live. This was so much more than the perfect date. This was fulfilling a lifelong dream. She blinked back the hot tears that stung the corners of her eyes. He pulled away and smiled at her. His smile faded when he saw her tears. “What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?” Tina shook her head. “No,” she said in a shaky voice. “You did everything absolutely perfect. I’ve never been to a live game before. I’ve always wanted to go, but every time I had an opportunity it didn’t work out. How did you pull this off?” Joe shrugged as he smiled at her, wiping a single tear from her cheek with his thumb. “I’ve got connections, baby.” She laughed at him and handed him back the tickets. “You must. I can imagine it’s hard to score tickets to a Monday Night Football game, even if it is the crappy Bucs playing.”

Joe shot her a stern look. “Hey now. You could just stay here and watch the game on my huge tv. I’ll be sure to wave at you from my seats right at midfield.” Tina grinned playfully as she swatted his arm. “Ok, you win. No more comments about the crappy Bucs. At least not until we’re at the game. Deal?” He nodded. “Deal. I say we make a friendly wager.” Tina raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What exactly did you have in mind?” He smiled mischievously. “How about whoever’s team loses has to be the other person’s slave for the rest of the night?” Tina narrowed her eyes at Joe. “Slave huh? What kind of slave are we talking about here?” He smiled as he wrapped his arms around her waist. “Whatever kind of slave we desire.” She raised an eyebrow at him. “I don’t know, I don’t exactly feel like scrubbing your toilet and washing dishes tonight.” He laughed and squeezed her behind. He looked into her eyes lustfully and mumbled in a deep, sexy voice, “Don’t worry, what I have planned for you as my slave has nothing to do with cleaning.” He pressed his lips to hers as she smiled. “Don’t get ahead of yourself mister. First the crappy Bucs have to win.” They both laughed and pulled apart.

“Come on, let’s get going,” he said as he grabbed his keys off the counter. A look of confusion crossed her face as she glanced at the clock on the wall. “But it’s not even 2. Why so early?” Joe broke into a big smile. “You’ll see. Let’s go.” She followed him out to his Jeep.

Once they were on their way, Tina’s curiosity got the better of her. “Ok, spill it. Where are we going?” He shot her a quick sideways glance. “We’re going to the game.” She rolled her eyes at him. “I know, but the game doesn’t start for like 6 hours.” Joe smiled. “I want to make sure you get the whole experience of attending a live game. So we’re meeting some friends for tailgating.” Tina shifted her upper body towards him excitedly. “Tailgating? At the actual stadium?” He nodded in response and smiled big. She squealed, unable to contain her excitement. He laughed and pointed over his shoulder with his thumb. “I’ve got all the required tailgating items back there. Lawn chairs, a grill and a cooler filled with food and drinks. We’re all set. Plus, you’ll get to meet a few of my friends.”

A few minutes later they pulled into the parking lot of Raymond James Stadium in Tampa. Joe drove around until he spotted a red pick up truck and a blue SUV parked together in the corner. There were a few people milling around the vehicles, one was setting up chairs and tables. Joe pulled in next to the red truck and gave a friendly wave to his friends. Tina was suddenly nervous. She was a little shy, and it took her awhile to feel comfortable around new people. She bit her lower lip and looked out the window at Joe’s friends setting up.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Joe reached over and put his arm on Tina’s shoulder. She shook her head and smiled at him. “Nothing. I’m fine.” “You’re not fine. Spill it.” She sighed and dropped her gaze down into her lap. “I’m just a little nervous to meet your friends, that’s all.” He tilted her head up to meet her eyes and smiled at her. “Baby, you have nothing to worry about trust me. These people have already heard so much about you. I’m pretty sure they like you better than me. And they haven’t even met you yet.” Tina smiled sheepishly as he kissed her softly. “Let’s go.”

They got out of the Jeep and Joe laced his fingers with Tina’s as they walked over to the group. Everybody smiled as introductions were made. “Everyone, this is Tina. Tina, this is Greg and his wife Michelle.” A petite woman with blonde hair came over and wrapped her arms around Tina. “It is so good to meet you finally,” she said in a bubbly voice. Tina smiled at her warmly. “You too Michelle.” Greg stood behind his wife and extended his hand with a smile. She shook it as she looked up into his kind eyes. He towered over Michelle by at least a foot. Joe gestured to the other couple. “And this is Randy and his fiancée Jennifer.” Tina broke out into a wide grin as he shook Randy’s hand. He was the only other one in the group that was decked out in black and gold, with a terrible towel slung over his shoulder. “I see you finally found a woman with good taste Joe,” he said as he returned her grin. “I’m glad to see I’m not the only Steeler fan in the group.” Joe brought Tina’s hand to his lips, brushing her knuckles softly with his lips. “I’m gonna go unload the Jeep. Are you ok?” She nodded and smiled, already feeling much more at ease.

The guys went to help Joe and the girls offered Tina a beer and a chair. She accepted both. “Well I’m totally excited to get to know you Tina,” Jennifer said. Michelle nodded in agreement. “Joe has always been the eternal bachelor of our group. He’s dated girls here and there, but he has never been as smitten as he is with you.” Tina felt her cheeks grow hot. Jennifer nodded. “Yes his face just lights up at the mention of your name. You may tame him yet, Tina.” Joe walked up behind Tina and wrapped his arms around her neck. “Don’t believe anything these ladies tell you baby. I can’t be tamed.” He bent down and growled as he nipped at her neck. Then he whispered softly in her ear, “I’m wild for you.” Tina groaned and swatted him. “You’re so corny.”

The guys grilled burgers and hot dogs and everybody chatted happily as they got to know each other. Tina began to open up as she felt more comfortable. As game time grew closer, they started to pack everything up and headed into the stadium to find their seats.

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“Weeeee got a feeeeeeling! Pittsburgh’s going to the suuuuuuper Bowl!!!” Randy and Tina skipped hand in hand through the parking lot, waving their terrible towels in the air with their free hands. The Steelers had won 30-27. It was a great game, won by a field goal in the last 20 seconds of the game. The others rolled their eyes at their chant. “Don’t you think y’all are getting a bit ahead of yourself? It’s only week 3.” Tina released Randy’s hand and spun around. “Don’t mess with our mojo.” She narrowed her eyes at Joe. He smiled and ran up to her, picking her up and tossing her over his shoulder as she shrieked. Her arms flailed out behind him. “Help me!” She called out to the others, but they just laughed and shook their heads with their hands up in the air. “Come on, Randy. Help me out here.” He giggled. “No way. We all know when Joe throws a girl over his shoulder he means business.” She groaned.

He carried her all the way back to the Jeep before he set her down. “You’re gonna pay for that mister,” she said as she wagged a finger at him. He shrugged with a smile. “I ain’t scared.” They all said their goodbyes and hugged, then Joe opened the door for Tina to get in the Jeep. She climbed in and he shut the door then walked around to the other side. He barely had his door shut and Tina was in his lap, straddling him, kissing him passionately. They made out like teenagers until the windows fogged up. Tina could feel his hardening length beneath her and she ached to have him inside her. She kissed a trail from his lips across his cheek to his ear. She nibbled his earlobe softly and whispered, “I want you so bad.” She sat up to look him in the eye. His pupils were wide with lust as he massaged her ass. “I guess we should probably head home then.” She shook her head and pouted. “I’m not sure I can wait that long.”

He smiled and looked around, realizing the parking lot was almost empty. Could they really pull this off? “Take off your pants.” She shifted off of his lap just long enough to remove her pants, keeping them wrapped around one ankle. He undid his pants and freed his cock as she climbed back onto his lap. She lowered herself onto him, gasping as she felt him fill her. He groaned as she began bouncing in his lap. He grabbed her hips to help give her leverage.

“Oh baby you feel so good.” Joe’s breath hitched as he fought to pull himself back from the edge. She continued to grind into him and bounce on his cock, tension building at her core as she moaned and panted. Their eyes met and with a sexy smile Joe said, “Come for me baby. Come all over my cock.” That was all it took to push Tina over the edge. Feeling her walls flutter around him, Joe finished at the same time. Their foreheads pressed together as they rode their waves of passion. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her as their breathing returned to normal. She smiled and kissed him softly, then climbed off his lap, pulled her pants up and sat back in the passenger seat. Joe fixed himself as well and sat there looking at her in amazement.

“So you liked the game, I take it?” She burst out laughing, swatting him with her terrible towel. “This was the perfect date. I’m not sure you’ll ever be able to top this.” He shot her a sideways glance as he started his Jeep. “Don’t ever underestimate me Tina. I plan to blow your mind and claim your heart.”

She smiled. He had already succeeded at both.

[tornbetween2loves]

My Heart Torn Apart

This is the series that started it all. Part one is my very first fic. While playing TRR, I had the worst time choosing between Liam and Drake. So I decided to create a world where I didn’t have to choose. Liam, Riley and Drake are in a polyamorous relationship in this series, so if that’s not your thing, please don’t read. Many parts will be NS*W, so please don’t read unless you are 18+.

All characters belong to Pixelberry. I am simply borrowing them.

Masterlist

My Heart Torn Apart, 5 Years Later

This series is based on the same characters and relationships as the original My Heart Torn Apart, but the events take place 5 years later. It’s much more angsty than the original. Although there is less smut in this series, there are still some parts that are NS*W so please don’t read unless you are 18+.

Masterlist

A Glimpse Into Christmas Future

One-Shots

Clearing the Air: Drake x MC, Savannah x Bertrand. Tensions are high during their first camping trip as a family. But will they be able to clear the air and become a family or will their relationships continue to be strained?

At the Mercy of the King: Just a hot little NS*W Driam smut for you all. 😊

[ibleedmarinarasaucee-deactivate]

I remember walking into the kitchen to see my mom standing over the sink and crying. Crying hard. I couldn’t have been any older than 5. It was a hot summer day and sweat made my denim shorts stick to my pale skin. My hair was in a fallen pony tail and my face sticky with Kool-Aid. My reason for walking into the kitchen was to ask her how to spell the words “baby” and “mama” for a book I was writing. She wiped away the pool of sweat and tears from her eyes before getting out a notepad and writing the words down for me. I was no longer interested in the words on the paper and I asked her why she had been crying. She told me she was fine and nothing was the matter. I persisted in asking over and over until finally she lost her temper with me and her voice broke when she told me to go away. Similar instances would happen again every so often. I’d walk in on her sobbing while folding laundry, quietly weeping on a long drive back home when she had thought my sister and I were asleep. Eventually I stopped asking her what was wrong. She would never tell me and would only act defensive and embarrassed when I pressed on about it. It always baffled me why she would be so upset about something and refused to tell me why even as I got older.

It wasn’t until I grieved the death of my aunt that I realized my mom was only 23 when my grandma died. Leaving her scared and alone to raise two young children in a broken relationship with a reckless man.

It wasn’t until my children’s father moved out that I realized the suffocating guilt and overwhelming sense of failure that comes with a one parent household.

It wasn’t until I went 2 days over the 10 day grace period to pay our rent that I realized how she could go with so little sleep and why she would be too stressed to eat for days.

It wasn’t until I cleaned our bathroom after drinking a bottle of wine alone that I realized why I would see her throw out empty bottles from her bedroom after returning from a weekend at my dad’s house.

It wasn’t until I felt my face turn red from embarrassment and my throat dry up like sandpaper after being compared to other mothers that I realized why she would want to fling herself so far out of the box she wouldn’t even know how to find her way back in.

It wasn’t until I was crying over our sink and a 5 year old boy walked into my kitchen with messy hair and a sticky face and he asked me what’s wrong that the next time I tell him “Nothing. I’m fine” I realized just how badly I want to mean that.

[lizk77]

Wow, this really struck a chord with me. I struggle with grief and stress and sadness everyday.

[lizk77]

Perfect date - Joe x Tina

Thanks for the prompt, @begging-for-kamilah I’ve been neglecting this blog and this awesome story for too long! And this is the perfect prompt for them.

[lizk77]

Smitten

You can read previous parts of this story on my masterlist here.

This series is very NSFW so please do not read if you are under the age of 18.

I’m tagging a few people who have read previous parts and a few people who I think will enjoy this. @kennaxval @stopforamoment @missevabean @smalltalk88 @bobasheebaby @speedyoperarascalparty @boneandfur @blackcatkita @drakewalkerwhipped @femmeshep @hhiggs @lizeboredom @pb-boeboe @tmarie82 @writtenbycandy @darley1101 @katurrade @lodberg @bella-ca -ca @indiacater @hopefulmoonobject @walkerismychoice @eileendannie @museofbooks @jared2612 @h3llostrang3r @ooo-barff-ooo @alesana45

Part 6: Lost in Each Other

Joe and Tina crashed through the front door, unable to keep their hands off each other. Their lips parted just long enough for Joe to shove the door shut behind them as he pushed Tina up against the wall. Her stomach fluttered as they kissed, their bodies pressed close together. She could feel his hard length pressing into her stomach as he trailed his kiss down to her neck. Her breath hitched and she could feel her heart racing at his touch as he slipped his hands down to the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head. He smiled as he caught sight of her black lace push-up bra. “You’re so gorgeous,” he said as he trailed the back of his hand down her cheek to her neck, then across her cleavage. Tina wrapped her arms around his neck with a smile. She kissed him passionately for what seemed like forever then pulled away breathless. She grasped his hand and turned, leading him down the hall to the bedroom.

Soon they were both naked, standing in front of each other, gazing into each other’s eyes. Tina could get lost in those eyes and all the emotions swirling behind them. Suddenly she felt a little nervous, so she broke his gaze and turned away from him slightly. “Hey,” he said as he turned her back towards him. He tilted her eyes back up to meet his. “What’s wrong? Are you sure you want to do this?” She nodded and smiled at him. “Yes I definitely want this more than anything. It’s just—I don’t,” her voice trailed off as she looked away again. He grasped her under her chin, tilting her head up to meet his eyes again. “Tina, you know I’m absolutely crazy about you,” he muttered as his eyes darkened. He took in all of her, his gaze sweeping down to her breasts, then her stomach, pausing between her legs, then down to her feet and back up to meet her eyes. Tina’s breath hitched as her inhibitions started to fade. She knew how crazy she was with the anticipation of what was coming. She could only imagine how he felt. What if she didn’t measure up to his fantasy? Suddenly she felt all this pressure.

But the way he looked at her, like she was a feast for his starved senses, shot pulses of electricity through her core. She smiled as her insecurities faded and she crashed her lips into his once more, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him close. They kissed passionately as Joe slowly slid his arms down to her waist then cupped her ass in both hands and picked her up, pressing her back into the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist and could feel his hard length pressing between her legs. A soft moan escaped her as he kissed her neck, trailing his tongue up to her ear. She felt his hot breath in her ear as he whispered, “I can’t wait anymore. I want to be inside you right now.” Tina smiled and reached down between them, positioning him at her entrance, then gasped as he thrust inside of her just as he made eye contact.

And that was all it took for them to be lost in each other. For what seemed an eternity they held that position, eyes locked together, foreheads pressed together, Joe gently rocking his pelvis to thrust slowly into her. Tina knew, in that moment, that this was going to be so much better than they both could have anticipated. She felt him filling her and it was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Like it was meant to be. Like he belonged inside her. She moaned as she began to feel the tension building inside her, each thrust bringing her closer to the edge. His breathing quickened as his thrusts became more frantic as Tina felt her orgasm wash over her in waves as she called out his name. He thrust into her one last time as he came undone, his body pressed against hers, quivering and sweaty. They stood like that for a moment, allowing their breathing to return to normal. Joe gently pulled out as Tina unwrapped her legs and they flung themselves down on the bed next to each other.

“Wow,” Joe said as he gazed up at the ceiling. Tina smiled and rolled over to lay in the crook of his arm. “Was it everything you anticipated?” She asked hesitantly. He rolled onto his side to face her, placing one arm around her waist and resting his hand on her ass. “Are you kidding? I can’t even begin to describe how great that was. You are something else.” She smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “I still think we need to try it in the back of your work truck,” she said with a giggle. He laughed and gave her ass a light smack and a squeeze. “We’ve got plenty of time for that baby,” he said and kissed her softly. His hand slipped between her legs into her wet folds and soon they were at it again.

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The sky was just beginning to lighten the early pre-dawn sky when Joe and Tina finally slept, wrapped in each other’s arms, fully sated. As Tina drifted off, she wondered what would be next for them. She knew she was falling hard and felt powerless to stop it. But for some reason, she wasn’t afraid. She felt safe in his arms, and so did her heart.

Joe felt as if his whole world was complete as he drifted off. Something about Tina just felt so right. Everything about her was just perfection. He loved her already, despite his efforts to keep his feelings in check. And that was ok. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt this happy. He couldn’t wait to see what the future would be like for them.

[missevabean]

I don’t know how I missed this chapter but it was 🔥and Brian/Joe (when did the name change happen?) is already in love?! An ass man and not afraid of his emotions? Yes please 😌

[lizk77]

Thanks for reading @missevabean the name change was necessary per request of the person I based the character on. My dumb ass used his real name. 🤦🏻‍♀️

[tornbetween2loves]

My Heart Torn Apart

A Glimpse into Christmas Future, Part 2

Ok so this fic takes a break from the current MHTA, 5 years later angsty timeline and jumps ahead quite a few years to give a glimpse of my favorite poly as parents at Christmas time. It is based off the prompts “Don’t be a grinch” and “I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus” given to me by @bobasheebaby It will be posted in two parts. I am also submitting this for @choices-december-challenge hosted by @kinda-iconic for day 16: Secrets.

Warning: This contains spoilers for the current MHTA, 5 years later series. If you prefer to not witness a glimpse into the future of this series, please don’t read this. Riley, Liam and Drake are in a polyamorous relationship in this series. If that’s not your thing, then please don’t read this. This part is ns*w and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Pixelberry. I am simply borrowing them.

Taglist: @kennaxval @boneandfur @bobasheebaby @drakewalkerwhipped @femmeshep @hhiggs @lizeboredom @pb-boeboe @klaudiana-beaumontkkreal @tmarie82 @writtenbycandy @zaffrenotes @speedyoperarascalparty @darley1101 @katurrade @lodberg @bella-ca @indiacater @hopefulmoonobject @missevabean @walkerismychoice @eileendannie @museofbooks @jared2612 @h3llostrang3r @ooo-barff-ooo @alesana45 @debramcg1106 @stopforamoment @carabeth @cora-nova

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[kennaxval-deactivated20191121]

Oh gosh @tornbetween2loves this is such a beautiful job my friend. I’m so taken with the dynamic between the three of them. The smut is so sexy and I love that being away from Cordonia has a powerful effect on Liam. I’m also dying to read more about what drove them away in the first place :)

[lizk77]

Thank you so much my friend @kennaxval ❤️

[lizk77]

My Masterlist

Brian and Tina’s story

This story is based on my real life. Ok, well not exactly my real life. I work in a restaurant and the inspiration for this comes from an innocent flirtation I have with the guy who delivers our linens once a week. This is my fantasy about what would happen if that flirtation advanced to the next level. It never will, btw. We are both married. Hope you enjoy. I welcome any comments and suggestions. Also if anyone has any hints on how to make this list better please let me know. Still not entirely sure I’m doing it right but it seems to work so I’ll take it.

This story is very NSFW so please don’t read if you’re under the age of 18.

Part 1: The Best Day of the Week

Part 2: The First Date

Part 3: If You’ve Seen One Sunset…

Part 4: Losing Control

Part 5: Smitten

Part 6: Lost in Each Other

Part 7: Snowed In

[lizk77]

Updated to fix the messed up link for my flagged post

[lizk77]

Smitten

I hate tumblr for making me have to do this again. Apparently the very first part of my story was flagged and I missed it. I can’t figure out why it was flagged, this is by far the least racy part of the story. Explain how that makes sense? Anyway, I have to repost this so I can update the link in my masterlist.

The Best Day of the Week

The loud buzzing of the back doorbell sent a shot of tension through Tina’s belly. This was the day she looked forward to every week. The day she got up 15 minutes early to fix her hair and makeup, spritzing her favorite perfume on her pulse points on the way out the door. Everyone at work teased her mercilessly but she didn’t care. She needed some excitement in her life, even if it was just 15 minutes. She looked up at the computer screen on the grill line. “Fucking hell,” she grumbled. Every time he was here she was buried in checks. “Not this time,” she grumbled as she narrowed her eyes and focused on cracking eggs and flipping hot cakes. She was determined to clear those checks while he was changing the mats in the dining room and loading the dirty towels and aprons in the back of his truck. She had to make a move or she’d go crazy. Had to try to take things to the next level, beyond flirtation. This was it. Today was the day. What’s the worst that could happen? She’d have to be embarrassed for 15 minutes one day a week?

She dropped the last plate in the window and bumped the check off the screen just as he came around the corner with a smile. She smiled back at him and gazed into his eyes. Even behind the lenses of his wire-rimmed glasses Tina could imagine the looks of desire he would give in bed. God, he was gorgeous. He towered over her, well over 6ft. He was hot and sweaty, but not in a gross way. Tina imagined it would be how he looked on top of her, naked, gazing at her with his bedroom eyes, thrusting in and out of her. All while telling her all the dirty things he wanted to do to her in his deep, gravelly voice. “Hi. How are you,” he asked with a smile. “I’m great now that you’re here,” Tina replied, feeling bolder than usual. “Your sandwich is almost ready.” His grin widened. “This is my favorite stop,” he says. “Your sandwich is the highlight of my day.” Tina giggles as she cuts the sandwich in half and puts it in a to go box. She hands it too him and notices he purposely lays his large hand on top of hers as he takes the box. Their eyes meet and Tina tries to hide the shiver she gets from the shock of his touch. “Let me walk you out,” Tina says with purpose. He lifts an eyebrow and grins. “Sure. Can you bring me a sweet tea?” “Of course,” she says with a wink.

Tina pushes through the swinging door and heads to the drink station. The servers out front all give her knowing smiles and words of encouragement as she pours the drink. They know how bad she wants him. “You should write your number on the to go cup,” one of them suggested. Tina smiled and took the pen from her hand. She scribbled her name and number on the side of the cup. Then she took a deep breath. “Wish me luck,” she said as she headed toward the back door. She pushed it open and saw him sitting on the bumper of his truck. His glasses were off and as she opened the door he had lifted his shirt to wipe the sweat from his face. Her throat went dry as she caught a glimpse of his abs. His tight muscles glistened with sweat. He smiled at Tina and slid his glasses back on his face. “It sure is hot out here,” she said. “Don’t you have AC in that truck?” Joe shook his head. “Nope. There’s a fan but all it really does is blow around a bunch of hot air.” Tina frowned as she moved closer. “Well maybe this will help.” Her stomach churned as she offered the tea. He took it with a smile, noticing the number written on the side. He stood up and turned toward her.

He smiled and gazed at her with those eyes again. Tina had lost her nerve, she was trembling as he gazed at her, at a loss for words. He leaned closer to her, tilting her head up and softly grazed her lips with hers. Tina’s breath hitched in her throat as her desire grew in the pit of her belly. He kissed her again, harder this time, parting her lips with his tongue. She moaned lightly against his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck. He trailed kisses across her cheek to her earlobe, running his tongue slowly behind her ear down to her neck and back up. He murmured softly in her ear, “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this.” His breath was hot on her neck and Tina was so turned on she couldn’t think straight. She knew right then she was in trouble. She knew just by the way Joe kissed her that reality would exceed her fantasies. She pulled away and took a small step back, gazing up at his beaming smile. She smiled back, suddenly feeling shy. She laced her fingers through his. “I have to get back inside,” she said. “But will you call me? I can’t stand the thought of having to wait a whole week to see you again.” He grinned at her mischievously. “Oh you bet I’ll call you. You may have a hard time getting rid of me now.” She blushed and he leaned in for one last kiss.

She had reached the next level. Hopefully she wasn’t in over her head.

Tagging: @kennaxval @stopforamoment

[katurrade]

If Only You Knew - 6

This is a TRR Modern AU. It will focus on both the past and present, from the reader and Liam’s POV’s, each chapter will switch back and forth between them. This series will be a reader format. (Y/N = Your Name. Y/L/N = Your Last Name)

Series Description: You arrive home one day to find a wedding invite for two of your best friends from high school. You knew this day was going to come eventually, but even with that said, you weren’t prepared to return home. At least not after 7 years of avoiding Buckhannon, West Virginia. Or rather, avoiding him; your ex-best friend and the secret love of your life. But maybe it was finally time to face your past, to face him and everything else that happened on that horrible night. Who knew that your prom would end up being a total disaster, and the last night you’d spend in Buckhannon for the next 7 years? you certainly didn’t. That’s for sure. Catch up HERE.

Word Count: 3,510 ish.

Pairing: Modern!Liam x Reader.

Rating: 18+

Warnings: Violence. Drinking. Possible triggering thoughts, feelings and emotions. Moments of bullying and harsh name calling. Curse words.

A/N: *throws canon down the damn hall* YEET!

Sorry this chapter is so late in the day! Been so busy today! Hope you all enjoy it!

July 2018 - Present.

The rest of Liams shift was relatively quiet, nothing major ever really happened in Buckhannon though. Liam dropped Drake off at home then headed home himself. Once he got there, he parked his patrol car in the driveway and headed in. Going straight up to his room to change into sweats and a t-shirt, then went back downstairs to make himself some dinner. People always wondered why he had become a cop, instead of taking over the family business with his brother. But in all honesty, Liam never wanted to work for his dad, or with his brother. He had always wanted to do something that helped people. Something that actually made a difference. At first he wasn’t really sure what that meant exactly, that is, not until a few weeks after his prom night. Once the initial shock and anger of Y/N just up and leaving numbed a bit, he started to really think about that night. And how if he hadn’t stepped in when he did it could have ended a lot worse.

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[lizk77]

Best line ever: “Everything you say matters, Y/N. Or at least it does to me.” *swoons* omg I loved this so much @katurrade And the tag finally went through for my main blog. The text exchange was so cute as well. Boy, Liam and I have it bad for each other 😂 I love how Drake is always calling him out on his shit too. Come on Liam, get it together and confess your feelings already! I’m ready 🤷🏻‍♀️

[lizk77]

Brian and Tina’s Story

This series is very NSFW so please do not read if you are under the age of 18.

I’m tagging a few people who have read previous parts and a few people who I think will enjoy this. @kennaxval @stopforamoment @missevabean @smalltalk88 @bobasheebaby @speedyoperarascalparty @boneandfur @blackcatkita @drakewalkerwhipped @femmeshep @hhiggs @lizeboredom @pb-boeboe @tmarie82 @writtenbycandy @darley1101 @katurrade @lodberg @bella-ca -ca @indiacater @hopefulmoonobject @walkerismychoice @eileendannie @museofbooks @jared2612 @h3llostrang3r @ooo-barff-ooo @alesana45

Part 7: Snowed In

“Are you sure you want to come with me?” Tina asked as she folded the last of her clothes and packed them into her suitcase. Brian smiled at her from the doorway of the bedroom. “Of course baby. I would be crazy not to jump at the chance to meet your family and see where you grew up.” He wrapped his arms around her from behind and leaned down to kiss her neck. “Ok but you realize it’s January right? That means it’s going to be really, really cold. And it might snow. A lot.” She turned around to face him. “I’m not scared. I can handle it,” he said. Tina frowned at the duffel bag on his arm. “Is that all you’re taking?” He nodded and she shook her head at him. “There is no way you have enough clothes in that small bag to handle a week in Pittsburgh in the middle of winter. You need a winter coat, hat, gloves, a scarf, sweaters, socks—you know, actual clothes. The stuff we wear here in Florida isn’t going to cut it.”

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[kennaxval-deactivated20191121]

Thanks for doing the prompt @lizk77 this is such a great entry to your wonderful series. As always, I appreciate Brian’s good taste :D and your moodboard is beautiful. I love the way you describe the city and include those pictures. You paint a lovely picture of Pittsburgh. The smut is incredibly hot and I really enjoyed all of Tina’s stories. Getting to know her was a real treat.

[lizk77]

Thanks so much @kennaxval I’m so gladn😊

[tornbetween2loves]

My Heart Torn Apart

5 Years Later

This is the next part in my series My Heart Torn Apart, 5 years later. You should read the first 5 parts first. You can find them on my masterlist here.

Warnings: Liam, Drake and Riley are in a polyamorous relationship in this series. Although this particular part is not, many parts are NSFW so please don’t read if you’re under 18. Or if you find this subject matter offensive.

Disclaimer: all characters belong to Pixelberry. I am simply borrowing them.

So I wrote this awhile ago and was supposed to post it like a couple weeks ago and just realized tonight when I posted something for Six Sentence Sunday from the next part I’m writing for this fic that I never did. I was going to wait until tomorrow because it’s so late but @bobasheebaby talked me into posting now. I’m sorry for making you all wait so long, it was not intentional.

Taglist: @kennaxval @boneandfur @blackcatkita @bobasheebaby @drakewalkerwhipped @femmeshep @hhiggs @lizeboredom @pb-boeboe @klaudiana-beaumontkkreal @tmarie82 @writtenbycandy @xxrainbowprincessxx-deactivated @speedyoperarascalparty @darley1101 @katurrade @lodberg @bella-ca @indiacater @hopefulmoonobject @missevabean @walkerismychoice @eileendannie @museofbooks @jared2612 @h3llostrang3r @ooo-barff-ooo @alesana45

Just Say Yes

Liam stood in the doorway of the bedroom, taking in the scene in front of him. Riley sat on the edge of the bed, her head in her hands as she sobbed silently. There were condoms strewn all over the bed. Drake had come to get him from the living room and the look on his face made Liam’s heart sink to his stomach. He could tell something was wrong. Very wrong. He walked into the room and sat down next to Riley. Drake followed and sat on the other side. “My love, what is it. Talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.” Riley sighed deeply as she wiped the tears from her cheeks. “Liam, I—I don’t know how to tell you this. I did something very stupid.” She met his eyes, fresh tears welling up. “You don’t understand the pressure I’ve felt. Everyone whispering behind my back, the press attacking me about producing an heir, I just felt like everything was out of my control.” Liam wiped the tears from her eyes with his thumbs. “Please, love, just tell me what’s wrong. You should be feeling much better. Once we announce the pregnancy all the pressure you’re feeling should be lifted.” Drake lightly rubbed Riley’s back. “It’s ok Reynolds. We have to face this together.”

Riley took a deep breath and looked Liam straight in the eye as she blurted out, “I poked holes in all the condoms so I would get pregnant.” She grabbed a few off the bed and pushed them into Liam’s hands. “Here. Hold them up to the light, you’ll see.” The color drained from his face as he held each one up to the light, noticing the small pinhole of light shining through each one. Riley watched as Liam’s face fell and tears welled up in his eyes. “I’m so sorry, my king. I am so ashamed.” She reached for his hand which was resting in his lap. But he snatched it away and stood up, heading for the door. “Liam, wait,” Drake said as he got up to follow. Liam stopped at the door, his head hung low. Drake put his arm around his shoulders “I know you’re upset. But please don’t go. We all need to talk this out. Together. We have to resolve this.” Liam took a ragged breath and sighed deeply. He turned to face Riley. Both men stood looking at the woman they love, her face pale, tears streaming silently down her face. She was the one who brought them together. She was the reason their love existed. They never would’ve had the strength to come together on their own. Drake turned to Liam and they exchanged a knowing look.

Liam walked around and sat next to Riley on the bed. He took her hands in his as he studied her face. “My love, I’m sorry I reacted that way. But I must know, why did you do this?” She met his eyes as fresh tears fell. “I got a call from Dr. Chapman’s office. They were trying to reach you. I knew you had an appointment. When you never came to me to talk about it I just assumed the worst and I guess I panicked.” She looked back and forth between the two men. “I started to wonder what would happen if we couldn’t produce an heir. How would we be able to ensure the monarchy would be stable and stay in your bloodline? What would happen to Cordonia then? I started to imagine rebellions, rebel leaders attacking the castle, more assassination attempts on us. It became so much more than just my escape from the gossip and the pressure from the press.” She looked down, wiping her tears away, her eyes suddenly dry. She looked back up at Liam. “I apologize to both of you for making this decision on my own. But I am not sorry I did this. This baby will keep Cordonia at peace and the monarchy stable.” She stood up and moved to the window, suddenly not wanting to face the two men.

Liam looked up at Drake, sadness overcoming his features. “This is all my doing. If I had just been honest from the beginning we wouldn’t be in this mess.” He looked at Riley. He didn’t realize until just then what an amazing queen Riley is. His heart swelled as he thought about how lucky the people of Cordonia were, how lucky he was. He stood and walked over to stand behind Riley and placed one hand on her shoulder. “I understand why you did this, my love,” he said as he leaned down to her ear and whispered. “You did what any great queen would do. Ensure the stability of the monarchy.” He leaned even closer to her ear, whispering softer so Drake could not hear, “And I’m proud of you.”

Riley turned around, tears of relief spilling down her cheeks as she wrapped her arms around his waist. He held her tightly to his chest as he stroked her hair. They both turned to face Drake, who was still standing by the door, an anxious look on his face. “So what’s next?” Liam led Riley to the bed and motioned for Drake to join. They threw the condoms in the garbage and stretched out on the bed, Liam in the center with Drake and Riley curled under each arm. “My loves, we are going to enter a new contract between us, legally binding. We are going to publicly announce our relationship. We will exchange vows, all three of us. We should have done this the first time around. We should have trusted the Cordonian people to be open-minded enough to accept our relationship.”

Drake and Riley both sat up straight, looking down at Liam with shocked faces. Liam looked calm, more relaxed than he had been in a long time. “My loves, if there is one thing I’ve learned today it’s that honesty is best. This is what we must do. Be honest with the people. With our relationship in the open, no one would dare question the legitimacy of the heir. We will make sure of it.” Riley’s lips turned slowly into a smile as she met Drake’s gaze. His face was pale.

“I-I don’t know,” he said cautiously. “So what will I be in this situation? A second king? Because I’m not cut out for that.” Liam sat up and grasped Drake’s hand. “Of course not. You will be exactly who you’ve always been.” “Except you’ll be our husband,” Riley added as she took Drake’s other hand. The tears welling up in Drake’s eyes spilled over as he became overcome by emotions. “I-I don’t know what to say,” he said as sobs wracked his body. Liam and Riley pulled him close into a three-way hug. “Just say yes, my love,” Liam whispered in Drake’s ear. He pulled back, taking deep breaths and wiping his eyes. “Yes, of course. Yes!” He kissed Liam softly, then Riley, his face beaming with a grin from ear to ear.

They all laid back down, tension gone, exhaustion setting in. As they drifted off to sleep they all couldn’t help thinking that tomorrow would be the best anniversary ever.

[kennaxval-deactivated20191121]

This is such a great entry @tornbetween2loves I just love the tension and anxiety as Riley confesses her secret. And the idea of being open with their relationship is very exciting. I can’t wait to see what you do next. 

[tornbetween2loves]

Thank you my friend ❤️ I’m glad you enjoyed it @kennaxval I can’t believe I forgot to post this 🤦‍♀️

[stopforamoment]

I love this series and please tag me for this, too. I’m excited that they will be open with their relationship, and I’m excited to see where this will take their relationship and Cordonia!

[lizk77]

Sure thing @stopforamoment l’ll be sure to add you to the taglist for this series

[lizk77]

Brian and Tina’s Story

This series is very NSFW so please do not read if you are under the age of 18.

I’m tagging a few people who have read previous parts and a few people who I think will enjoy this. @kennaxval @stopforamoment @missevabean @smalltalk88 @bobasheebaby @speedyoperarascalparty @boneandfur @blackcatkita @drakewalkerwhipped @femmeshep @hhiggs @lizeboredom @pb-boeboe @tmarie82 @writtenbycandy @darley1101 @katurrade @lodberg @bella-ca -ca @indiacater @hopefulmoonobject @walkerismychoice @eileendannie @museofbooks @jared2612 @h3llostrang3r @ooo-barff-ooo @alesana45

Part 7: Snowed In

“Are you sure you want to come with me?” Tina asked as she folded the last of her clothes and packed them into her suitcase. Brian smiled at her from the doorway of the bedroom. “Of course baby. I would be crazy not to jump at the chance to meet your family and see where you grew up.” He wrapped his arms around her from behind and leaned down to kiss her neck. “Ok but you realize it’s January right? That means it’s going to be really, really cold. And it might snow. A lot.” She turned around to face him. “I’m not scared. I can handle it,” he said. Tina frowned at the duffel bag on his arm. “Is that all you’re taking?” He nodded and she shook her head at him. “There is no way you have enough clothes in that small bag to handle a week in Pittsburgh in the middle of winter. You need a winter coat, hat, gloves, a scarf, sweaters, socks—you know, actual clothes. The stuff we wear here in Florida isn’t going to cut it.”

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[lizk77]

My tags didn’t work for some reason so trying again.

I’m tagging a few people who have read previous parts and a few people who I think will enjoy this. @kennaxval @stopforamoment @missevabean @smalltalk88 @bobasheebaby @speedyoperarascalparty @boneandfur @blackcatkita @drakewalkerwhipped @femmeshep @hhiggs @lizeboredom @pb-boebo @tmarie82 @writtenbycandy @darley1101 @katurrade @lodberg @bella-ca -ca @indiacater @hopefulmoonobject @walkerismychoice @eileendannie @museofbooks @jared2612 @h3llostrang3r @ooo-barff-ooo @alesana45

[lizk77]

Smitten

This series is very NSFW so please do not read if you are under the age of 18.

I’m tagging a few people who have read previous parts and a few people who I think will enjoy this. @kennaxval @stopforamoment @missevabean @smalltalk88 @bobasheebaby @speedyoperarascalparty @boneandfur @blackcatkita @drakewalkerwhipped @femmeshep @hhiggs @lizeboredom @pb-boeboe @tmarie82 @writtenbycandy @darley1101 @katurrade @lodberg @bella-ca -ca @indiacater @hopefulmoonobject @walkerismychoice @eileendannie @museofbooks @jared2612 @h3llostrang3r @ooo-barff-ooo @alesana45

Part 7: Snowed In

“Are you sure you want to come with me?” Tina asked as she folded the last of her clothes and packed them into her suitcase. Joe smiled at her from the doorway of the bedroom. “Of course baby. I would be crazy not to jump at the chance to meet your family and see where you grew up.” He wrapped his arms around her from behind and leaned down to kiss her neck. “Ok but you realize it’s January right? That means it’s going to be really, really cold. And it might snow. A lot.” She turned around to face him. “I’m not scared. I can handle it,” he said. Tina frowned at the duffel bag on his arm. “Is that all you’re taking?” He nodded and she shook her head at him. “There is no way you have enough clothes in that small bag to handle a week in Pittsburgh in the middle of winter. You need a winter coat, hat, gloves, a scarf, sweaters, socks—you know, actual clothes. The stuff we wear here in Florida isn’t going to cut it.”

His smile faded as he feigned disappointment. “I am shocked. Do you really think I would travel north in the winter unprepared?” He tossed his bag on the bed and unzipped it, revealing the contents. Tina nodded as she saw the bag contained a couple pairs of jeans, a couple sweatshirts, pajama pants, t-shirts and a sweater. There was also a pair of boots and some socks. “My coat is in my Jeep. Along with hat and gloves. I don’t wear scarves. Those are for wussies.” Tina laughed. “If you say so. Well when your neck gets cold, don’t ask me to use my scarf.” She turned and closed the lid of her suitcase and bent over to zip it shut. He zipped his bag and playfully smacked Tina’s butt as she bent over. She stood up straight and moved close to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Careful, you may get me all hot and bothered. And we have to leave in 15 minutes to get to the airport in time.” She kissed him lightly, but he pulled her close and deepened the kiss. After a moment he pulled apart from her. “So you said we have to leave in 15 minutes, right? I think that’s plenty of time for us both to get hot and bothered,” he said as he crashed his lips to hers. They both unbuttoned their jeans and let them pool around their ankles. Joe spun Tina around and bent her over the bed, pulling her hair slightly as he entered her. She cried out as he filled her, thrusting in and out. His hand reached around to find her clit and he rubbed in circles. Soon they were both crying out as they were overcome by the power of their orgasms. Joe bent over and kissed the back of Tina’s neck as he slowly pulled out. Tina stood up and pulled up her pants, then looked at the time. She smiled at him. “Guess you were right,” she said. “We still have 5 minutes before we have to go.”

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Tina was shivering already and she was barely off the plane. She pulled out her phone once they reached the gate to check the weather. She frowned. “Look there’s a heat wave here today,” she said. “It’s 26 degrees right now. That’s a big change from 78.” Joe nodded as he grabbed her hand to lead her to the baggage claim. “I’m super excited to show you around my hometown,” Tina said. “And introduce you to my family. They’re gonna love you.” Joe smiled at her as they stepped onto the escalator. “If they’re anything like you, they will be powerless to my charms,” he said as he gave her a quick peck on the cheek. Tina giggled and slapped his arm playfully. “Well, you are for sure the best guy I’ve brought home to meet them, so you have that going for you.” They stepped off the escalator and headed to their baggage claim. As they walked past a door leading out to the pick up area it opened up, sending a blast of frigid air at them. Tina shivered and cuddled closer to Joe. “I can’t wait to get my coat out of my suitcase. I am so cold.” Joe laughed at her. “You’re the one who lived here for 25 years. You should be more used to this than me.” She shook her head violently. “Oh no. Florida has thinned my blood quite a bit. I don’t know how people live like this.”

They arrived at their claim and found their bags fairly quickly. Tina opened her suitcase to retrieve their winter coats. Then they went to the counter to pick up the rental car. Once they had the key in hand, they bundled up and headed out to find their car. They emerged from the elevator into a blast of cold air in the parking garage. Tina shivered again. Joe laughed at her. “Are you gonna be like this the whole trip?” She smiled and nodded. “Only when we’re outside. I just don’t get it. How are you not freezing? I thought you were a Florida boy, born and raised.” He shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ve done a little bit of traveling in the winter so I’m familiar with the cold. It’s just never really bothered me.” “Well you’re lucky. I don’t know how I lived in this for all those years.” They found their car and Joe loaded the bags into the trunk while Tina got in and started it, blasting the heat so it would warm up.

“So what’s on the agenda for the rest of the day?” Joe asked as he climbed into the passenger seat. Tina shrugged. “Nothing really. We have to check into the hotel. Then I thought maybe I could show you around a bit. My brothers are both working late so we won’t be able to see them until this weekend. And my Aunt is hosting a family dinner Sunday so you can meet all my aunts and uncles. So we have the rest of today and tomorrow to do whatever we want.” Joe looked at her with a mischievous grin. He rested his hand on her upper thigh. “I’m sure we can entertain ourselves,” he murmured in his deep sexy voice as his eyes darkened. She turned to kiss him as his hand slowly travelled further up her thigh between her legs, stroking her over clothes. They groaned in unison and Joe marveled at how he could feel her heat radiating from her core through her jeans. Her breath hitched as he muttered, “Even through these jeans I can tell you’re wet for me.” She kissed him hard one more time, then pushed his hand away and fanned herself as she unzipped her coat and removed her scarf. “That’s enough of that for now. If you keep that up, we may never make it to the hotel. But you did succeed in warming me up a great deal,” she said as she turned down the heat.

They emerged from the parking lot a few moments later into a winter wonderland. The snow was only lightly falling at the moment, but the hills and trees were covered with a thick blanket of snow. “Wow,” Joe exclaimed as he took in the view. “This is beautiful.” Tina grumbled an incoherent answer as she focused on driving. “What’s wrong, beautiful?” She shook her head. “Nothing is wrong. I just am not a fan of all this.” She frowned, then smiled as she caught a glimpse of Joe’s crestfallen look out of the corner of her eye. “Hey, it’s ok. I’ll get over it. Wait until you see our hotel. I booked us a suite at one of the nicest hotels downtown.” Joe raised an eyebrow at her. “Downtown?” She nodded. “Usually when I come here I just stay with my Aunt. But I wanted you to get the true Pittsburgh experience so I splurged to stay in the heart of the city.” Joe looked out the window as they drove down the highway. He could see nothing but hills and trees and an occasional glimpse of suburban housing plans. “You’re telling me there’s a big city around here somewhere?” Tina smiled big as she nodded. “Just wait, it will take your breath away. Pittsburgh is known as the city with an entrance.”

The traffic slowed as they approached a tunnel. Joe read the words above the tunnel out loud. “Fort Pitt Tunnel. Is this the entrance to the city? Because I see no sign of anything that resembles a city.” Tina nodded. “Be patient, you’ll see. First we have to get through this traffic. It always backs up this time of day.” They slowly moved until they were about halfway through the tunnel, then the flow of traffic picked up speed as they emerged on the other side. “Wow,” Joe said as his mouth dropped open. They emerged into a bright, bustling city, skyscrapers rising up in front of them. The tunnel turned into a bridge crossing over a river leading into the city.

“You were right. This is amazing,” Joe said as he took in the view. Tina smiled as she headed toward the heart of town. “Just wait. I got us a room on the 27th floor. The view should be outstanding. And I’ll have to brave the cold to take you up to Mt. Washington and the West End Overlook. The views from there are breathtaking.” Joe rested his hand on her thigh as they drove into downtown, taking in the view around him. The streets darkened from the shadows cast by the skyscrapers. The sidewalks were loaded with people, headed for various bus stops and parking garages. “I think I timed this perfectly,” Tina said. “If we had been any later we would’ve been stuck in rush hour traffic.” She pulled into a parking garage under one of the buildings. “This is where we’re staying?” Joe said in disbelief. Tina nodded as she pulled into a parking spot. She smiled at him and kissed him softly. “Only the best for you. I want to show off my hometown in style.” He smiled “Babe this is so awesome. I’m so excited. I’ve never stayed in the heart of a city like this before.” She turned off the car and smiled at him. “Let’s go check out our room.”

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A few minutes later they were in the elevator, anxiously watching the numbers light up as they climbed all the way to the 27th floor. “This is seriously high up,” Joe said. “You’re not afraid of heights are you?” Tina asked with a grin. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her. “No. Not at all. Are you?” Tina shook her head and kissed him softly just as the elevator doors opened with a ding. They stepped out of the elevator, following the signs to their room. Tina slid the card into the slot and they walked in to the room. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Joe said in disbelief as he took in the room. They were in the living room of the suite and in front of them was a large picture window. The curtains were open, revealing the amazing view of the city. He wondered over to the window as Tina brought their bags into the bedroom. The king-size bed was in the center of the room, facing another large picture window view of the city. “Wow, check this out. We can enjoy the view from bed as well.” Joe walked up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. “This is really great.” Joe walked over to a door on the other side of the room and opened it. It led to the largest bathroom he had ever seen. In the center of the bathroom was a large whirlpool tub. “Wow, baby I just can’t believe how nice this is.” Tina smiled at him from the doorway of the bathroom. “We may never leave this room this week,” she said as she wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. “That may be a true statement,” he said as he turned around to face her. He lightly stroked her cheek as he gazed into her eyes. Tina could feel the familiar fluttering in her core as his eyes worked their magic on her.

The spell was broken suddenly as Joe looked over Tina’s head to the window. “Ok, now that really might be a true statement,” he said as he gestured to the window. She turned to see snow falling rapidly as the sky darkened. They walked over to the window and watched the snow swirling around, the roads below quickly being covered in a white sheet of snow. Tina’s brow furrowed as she sighed. “That’s funny. There was nothing in the forecast about a snow storm. There was just supposed to be flurries.” She walked back and grabbed the tv remote to turn on the news.

A sudden shift in wind patterns has swept a big nor’easter down from off the Atlantic coast of Canada. This rapid change has left the northeastern states unprepared for a storm of this magnitude.

Tina’s mouth dropped open as she watched the swirling storm covering the entire north east, from Maine all the way down to Virginia, stretching as far west as Ohio. And even though at the moment Pittsburgh was at the outer edge of the storm, the wind shift had it headed south west. The worst part of the storm was likely to hit there overnight. “A nor’easter? You’ve got to be kidding me,” Tina said as she sank down on the edge off the bed. “Look at that,” Joe said as he pointed at the radar on the tv screen. “It kinda looks like a hurricane.” “That’s because it is a hurricane. Just a northern version of one.” Joe’s mouth dropped open as he looked from the tv to the window. The snow was falling more quickly and the wind howled as it whipped against the glass. “I have to call my family,” Tina said as she walked back into the living room to get her phone. Joe stood at the window, just watching this beautiful city being covered under a white blanket. He had experienced snow many times, but he had never witnessed anything quite like this. The snow was whipping around so violently and coming down so quickly that he could barely see anything other than snow. “Fascinating,” he mumbled to himself, mesmerized by the swirling and the sound of the wind.

Authorities are urging everyone to stay home. If you’re not home, do not try and travel. It will be awhile before snow plows and salt trucks can even make it out on the roads. Everyone should prepare to ride out the storm wherever they are.

Tina walked back into the bedroom and muted the tv. “Well, looks like we’re stuck at the hotel for awhile,” she said. Joe turned away from the window to face her. “I could think of worse places to be stranded.” He sauntered over to her with a smile. “And there is no one else I’d rather ride the storm out with.” He stroked her cheek and pushed a strand of hair out of her eyes and behind her ear. She smiled at him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Me neither,” she mumbled as she pulled his neck down to kiss him. A low growl escaped his throat as he deepened their kiss. He reached down and cupped her ass with both hands, hoisting her up as she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her over to the bed and laid her down gently. “We should take full advantage of being stuck in this amazing hotel room,” he said as he pulled his shirt over his head. Tina sat up and removed her own shirt as she nodded in agreement. They both continued to shed their layers of clothes until they were both naked on the bed. They got lost in each other as they lay side by side, kissing. Neither one could say how much time had passed.

Joe pulled away with a smirk. “I have an idea. Wait here,” he said as he got up and went into the living room. He returned a moment later with Tina’s scarf. Tina sat up on the bed. “I told you to bring your own scarf,” she said with a giggle. Joe smiled and gazed down into her eyes. “Do you trust me?” He asked. “With my life,” she said, her eyes darkening. “Good. Lie back and put your arms above your head.” She complied as he used one end of the scarf to bind her wrists together. He gazed down at her. “Is this ok?” Her breath hitched as she nodded eagerly. He smiled at her as he took the other end of the scarf and wrapped it around the bedpost, tying it in a knot firmly. He tugged at it to make sure it was secure, then arranged pillows under Tina’s head. “Comfy?” He asked. “It’s not too tight is it?” Tina shook her head, her heart was racing with anticipation.

“Good,” he said as he stood and walked to the foot of the bed, admiring her naked form helpless before him. “It seems we have some time to kill, so let’s take this very slow,” he said as he wrapped a hand around each of her ankles and spread her legs wide. He moaned at the sight of her glistening pussy, already soaked for him. But he wasn’t going to be distracted. He would get there eventually. “I want to taste every inch of you,” he growled in his sexy voice as he bent down to kiss her ankle. He trailed kisses down her foot and back up to her ankle, his lips lingering on her fish tattoo. “This is cute,” he said as he traced the outline of the fish with his finger. Tina looked down at him and smiled. “Thanks. That was a present from my mom on my 18th birthday,” she said. “Why a fish?” He asked as he continued to trace the outline and kiss her ankle softly. Tina’s breath hitched at the sensation of his hot breath mixed with his fingertips ghosting her flesh. “Because when I was growing up my grandmother had a swimming pool in her backyard. I would literally be in the pool morning til night in the summer. She would have to fight to get me out of the water. She called me her little fish.”

Joe looked up at her with a smile. “That’s such a cute story.” He trailed his tongue up her leg to her knee stopping to kiss a bumpy scar on her kneecap. “What’s the story behind this scar?” He asked. Tina giggled. “Is this your plan? To stop and ask about all the imperfections you encounter on my body?” He jerked his head up to look at her seriously. “First of all, your body is absolutely perfectly gorgeous. And all the imperfections tell a story. Your story. I want to know all I can about you. We have plenty of time. We’re going to be snowed in for god knows how long.” Tina met his gaze. “When I was 6 I fell in the backyard and landed on my knees under a bush. When I stood up, a branch from the bush had punctured my knee.” Joe kissed the scar again. “Ouch, that sounds painful.” Tina shrugged. “Surprisingly, I don’t remember it hurting much. It bled like crazy though. And then I swear every time I fell after that I would break open a wound in the same spot. I guess I was just klutzy. So the bump is actually just an accumulation of scar tissue from injuring the same spot so many times.”

Joe laughed as he moved up to her thigh, kissing softly. He crossed over to her other leg, pausing just long enough to breathe in the scent of her. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, causing Tina to shudder at the feel of his hot breath across her sex. A slight moan escaped her lips as she struggled against her restraint. She sighed in frustration as he trailed kisses down her other thigh, to her knee, then her ankle and foot. He stood up at the foot of the bed again. “I’m not done yet baby,” he said as he slowly crawled on top of her, planting kisses across her forehead. He trailed down the side of her face to her ear and nibbled on her earlobe. He pressed his hard body flush against hers. He growled into her ear as his hard length pressed into her soft abdomen. “You’re so soft. Every part of you feels so good.” Tina’s breath hitched as she felt the warmth of his body envelope her. He trailed his tongue down to her neck, sucking on the tender flesh where her neck meets her shoulder. Tina moaned softly as Joe continued to move across her neck to her other ear. He then trailed kisses across her cheeks until his lips crashed into hers. He kissed her deeply, both of them came up from the kiss breathless. “Please,” Tina begged as she struggled against her restraint. “I want to touch you too.” Joe smiled down at her. “You’ll get your turn. But I’m not finished yet.”

He winked at her and planted a kiss on the tip of her nose. Then he moved back down to her neck, then her collarbone, trailing kisses down to her breasts. She gasped as he cupped one breast, twirling her nipple between his finger and thumb. He kissed around the nipple of her other breast, then flicked it with his tongue. Tina wiggled against the restraints, panting as he continued to play with her breasts. Then she sighed in frustration as he suddenly stopped and directed his attention lower. He kissed across the soft skin of her belly, then moved down to kiss a jagged horizontal scar, about three inches long, at the top of her pelvic bone. “I think it’s time for another story,” he said as he looked up at her from between her legs.

Tina took a deep breath, trying to slow her racing heart. “When I was 22 I had a unilateral oophorectomy.” Joe shot her a confused look that made her giggle. “Basically, I had ovarian cysts. One on my right ovary got so large it damaged both the ovary and Fallopian tube. I had to have them surgically removed.” He kissed the scar again softly. “Now that sounds painful,” he said. She nodded. “It was. I missed two months of work. It was weeks before I could even drive. It was the only time I’ve been in so much pain it made me nauseous.” “I’m sorry you had to go through that,” Joe said as he continued to kiss the scar. “It was a long time ago. I hardly think about it anymore.”

Joe looked up at her as he trailed kisses down her pelvis and positioned himself between her legs. “See how much I’m learning about you? I’ll be a Tina expert by the time we’re done here.” Tina giggled. “I really think you’re an expert already,” she said as her breath hitched. He spread her legs wide and slowly parted her lips with his tongue. He slowly lapped up her juices then gently swirled his tongue in circles across her clit. Tina moaned in pleasure, pulling on her restraint. Joe looked up and made eye contact as he slid two fingers inside her, pumping in and out, slowly increasing speed. He pulled back just long enough to mutter in his raspy voice, “I want to taste your cum.” Tina bit her lower lip as a deep growl came from the back of her throat. He continued his assault with his tongue, causing Tina to writhe and wiggle beneath him as tension built in her core. “Joe, I’m—oh,” she panted as her hips bucked into his mouth and the tension snapped inside her. He felt her walls clenching around his fingers as the waves of pleasure washed over her.

He pulled his fingers out of her and replaced them with his tongue, slowly tasting her juices. Her legs shook with the power of her orgasm, each stroke of his tongue sent aftershocks through her core. He smiled at her as he moved up to kiss her. “See how good you taste?” He asked as she tasted herself on his lips. She smiled into the kiss and looked into his eyes. Her eyes travelled up to her arms, still restrained above her head. “May I touch you now?” He smiled and got up to untie her. As soon as her hands were free she was all over him, kissing him passionately as she ran her hands across his hard body. He moaned deeply as she wrapped her hand around his hard length, stroking slowly. “Lie back,” she said, releasing him to grab the scarf. “It’s your turn now.”