That charity calendar that Owin finally agreed to do with the shelter animals...
It makes sense the photographer was a lady because duh! If you're making a calendar like that your target market is female and naturally that should be the gaze behind the lens.
I know that Owin is getting pulled in by Bitty Bean, so perhaps Opie came along (either to watch and mock Owin play with the animals or volunteer to pose for it too) Maybe Opie likes what he sees, lady in charge of taking the photos, being boss of the set.
Just a thot, dunno what you have planned for Opie. Use the idea for another character if you like.
(Could be she's the same photographer that does Story and Carter's boudoir shots...)
This is adorable! I do have plans for Opie (there may be a tiny sneak peak of his girl down below), but I'm not going to fully start that yet, but it will be a reader insert. But just for funsies, this is going to be a reader insert too. Opie will be getting someone though. She's not been introduced, but she does work for one of the Drysdale descendants, and she loves kids 😉
Owin would 100% agree to this right away. He would have BB right there with him, if they're at that point, or if they're not, he's sending her a copy!
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That Was Nice
Summary: Opie is a bit shy
Pairings: Opie Winston X Photographer!Reader
Rating: explicit
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, face riding, unprotected sex, PIV sex, anal play, 18+ ONLY
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Opie sits there awkwardly as firefighter after firefighter gets their picture taken. In various forms of undress. Different animals everywhere, and while Opie isn’t the biggest animal lover, he finds a dog that just wouldn’t leave him alone. Eventually he couldn’t help but to let the little guy follow him around.
He watches as Owin the big cut up poses with one of the shelter cats, leaning over to talk with the kitty, before smiling up at the camera. He doesn’t care that he’s basically nude, except the helmet covering him. That’s Owin for you.
Opie had opted for a baggy and low slung jeans, and you can’t help but keep looking at the cute and shy firefighter. You tried to assure him this was for a good cause, but he didn’t have to participate.
He wanted to go last. He couldn’t help but to watch you direct all these men and women on how to pose. Confident with each person. So sure of yourself like you had been doing this for years, and Opie just admires you, but also almost fears you.
By the time the others had cleared out, Opie takes a big gulp before walking into the lights, “Don’t need to be scared sweetie. I’ve done this a few times.”
“Anyone I know?”
“I do have a sexy king and queen who love using me,” Opie only huffs out a laugh when you walk up to him, using your hand to maneuver his body the way you want it. “The king has a thing for her no matter her stage of pregnancy, or sometimes a couple session. You talk about needing a moment after that.”
“Oh yeah?” that sweet smile shines bright up at you.
“Yeah, they forget that I’m even there. In a messy world all of their own. Pretty sure their biggest kink is each other. What about you? Got you a girl?”
He shakes his head no at you, “No, just a loud ass roommate and his girlfriend. He’s a bit of a menace to her. If he’s not overstimulating her, he’s edging her until she’s just full on sobbing. Thin walls in the apartment.”
“Hmm,” you get a devious plan. It’s not that you’re one for a one night stand with a client, but there is this sweetness, and yet ruggedness about him. “You should find someone to pay him back for all that loud screaming and crying.”
“Who did you have in mind?” you cock up an eyebrow at him. He was only shy with everyone here. He’s anything but shy now.
Opie shoves you through his apartment door, his large stature then pushing you into his room, and you can’t pay any attention to the couple making out on the couch, because he’s banging the door closed. In a fevered attempt at trying to remove your own and also each other’s clothes at the same time. His large hands cup both of your breasts, and he gives them a hard squeeze, before pushing you onto the bed, but you’re not sure how you got to this point.
Standing up off the bed, you’re the one shoving him down, “I don’t think so sweetie. I’m in control tonight,” his eyes shine up at you, and you crawl over his body. Looking back at his giant cock, you crack your neck, “You better get me good and wet for you,” settling your core down on his face, “Keep your tongue out, I’ll do all the work.”
His tongue presses flat against your clit, and you grind over top of him. Hands on the bedframe, while you let his tongue do the trick. Taking another glance back at his pretty cock, you let out a moan, knowing the stretch it’s going to give you will be magical. Gyrating over him, and he makes the most beautiful sounds at your taste.
“Fuck!” you cry, that drool worthy cock there just leaking beads of precum, and you can’t wait any longer. Settling yourself over him for some reverse cowgirl, he grabs tightly to your hips as you pop your ass over him. The two of your sweet sounds mixing together in this dark room, and he chuckles when he hears the beating of his friend on the other side of the wall.
“Eat shit, Jackson.”
“That was Posie.”
“Well...” fuck, he feels amazing, even if it’s you doing all the work, just the way you like it. “Posie this is payback.”
“Shh, quiet,” you tell him, just needing to feel his girth. The stretch is immaculate. There is no need for this man to be as shy as he is. And you won’t even discover what he’s capable of. “You like when I use your body?”
“Hell yes.”
You’re beyond thrilled when he takes initiative the play with your muscled hole. His thumb rubbing over it sweetly, before he breaks through the surface. “Oh fuckfuckfuck,” your voice moans out. That extra fill nearly making you cum on the spot. “Ope you feel so good.”
“Squeezing me so tight.”
“Don’t you cum. Want you to cum on my face,” Opie takes a deep breath to steady himself while you push yourself to your release. Everything feels amazing, but when that long arm reaches around to create tight little circles on your clit, you stutter your movements. Your legs shaking as your high courses through your veins. Quickly you move off of him, and into the floor. The first time you show him any sort of submission.
Opie grabs tightly to his cock, fisting it until warm ropes of cum coat your face. His voice grunting out as he milks himself dry. Flicking a tongue out, you taste the muskiness of Opie Winston. Panting up at him, you give him the sweetest smile. “Well that was nice. I’m glad I was able to get off.”
You are such a tease about Story’s husband!!! I’m loving it, it is definitely a pick me up that I needed today. I want to ask what happens when EVERYONE has the flu because that’s what’s going on in my house right now.
Oh no! I hope you get to feeling better 🖤
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Quit Touching Me
Summary: The Drysdale's are SICK
Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader
Rating: yucky sickness
Warnings: Four sick kids and a sick Ransom, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 700
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Of course the first one to get sick was your germaphobe husband. You had quarantined Ransom to the bedroom while you tried to get the kids situated and off to school. Coming back home to find Ransom all curled up and snuggly on the bed, "I'm dying, Kitten," is the only thing he can get out.
"Aw, my poor little baby," your voice coos down to him. You lay down on the bed, and spend most the morning just petting along his face. Brushing his hair out of his eyesight. Even though he feels terrible he still has the most handsome face you had ever seen. With four kids, it's very rare that you get to just relish in your husband. "You gonna let mommy take good care of you."
He nods his head with his bottom lip puckered out, but then stops to peer up at you, "If you could stop with your sexy talk that would be great," you giggle at him, but continue on making sure he's comfortable.
"Come on baby. You need to sit up and take some medicine."
"Don't want to."
"Ran," your voice whines, "You're worse than the kids. Just sit up, take your medicine, and drink your water," reluctantly he obeys. Settling back down, you turn on your favorite comfort show, relaxing back to hold your sweet baby.
Not long into the episode you get a call from the school, "Mrs. Drysdale, Aster said she's not feeling too well, and Blade has a low grade fever. Story seems to be fine, but she's saying her head is hurting."
"I said," you hear the dramatic voice of your daughter, "that my head is aching. It feels like someone is stabbing me over and over. Could you just tell my mom to come and get me?"
You sigh, giving Ransom a quick kiss. His body still curled up in a ball, not even realizing you're going anywhere. Might as well just pick up all the kids. Stopping at the drugstore so you can get some more medicine just in case, water, Gatorade, soup, crackers, whatever you can think of. Thankfully you were smart enough to get some easy meals, because later it hits the entire household. "You guys stay away from Grandpa. He can't handle all this sickness."
Marta already been contacted that everyone was running fevers, including yourself. All the kids needing some extra TLC it was just easier to set up beds in yours and Ransom's bedroom. "I get to sleep in your bed right?" Story asks her dad, her eyes as big as saucers.
"I really don't care who sleeps in the bed with us," he regrets that quickly when the rest of the kids come piling in the bed with you. Two eleven-year-olds, one eight-year-old, and an almost six-year-old cramming into the bed with you.
"This really isn't that comfortable."
"Well no one said you had to get in here with me."
"Can I not just go get in my own bed."
"I really don't feel good."
"Would all of you just shut up?"
"Quit touching me."
"I wasn't touching you, you were touching me."
"I see my life flashing right before my very eyes. Do you see it Blade? There it goes."
You flop down on the bed somewhere, making it an even tighter fit, while all these kids are arguing about touching or feeling bad, "Would everyone please just stop?" you start to shout, stopping only because you start to cough. "If you're uncomfortable, you're more than welcome to sleep on the palettes I made. If you want to go to your room, nobody is telling you not to. But for the love of my sanity, just hush."
"Mommy?" Story asks, followed by groans from everyone. "Can we watch the Princess Bride?"
"Ran, start her movie," with his eyes closed he grabs for the remote, clicking on the TV and starting Story's favorite movie. Even though everyone had groaned, they all start to settle. "Thank you baby for making us buy the biggest bed possible."
"Don't get too used to this guys. This is only when you're sick kind of thing."
"Story, get off!" Aster whisper shouts.
"Nope, the next person who touches anyone, gets to get in the floor on their palette. There's six of us in this bed, someone is going to be touching someone.
That Drabble you wrote about Curtis knocking the guy out and helping little princess then teaching her how to use a gun… I can only imagine this plus ari they will be the death of me 🥵🥵
No! But to add to it....Ari boxes 🤤🥵 Ari is definitely a more hands on person. He is very hand with a crossbow and bow and arrow, but he loves full on hands on fights.
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Good Boy
Summary: watching Ari at his hobby
Pairings: Ari Levinson X Little Princess!Reader X Curtis Everett
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Boxer!Ari, explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, D/s dynamics, DD/lg dynamics, sub!Ari, throuple, threesome, oral sex (M receiving), face riding, anal, snowballing, spitting, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.1K
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You walk into the gym clinging onto Curtis, excited to see Ari in the ring. But you were not prepared. Curtis chuckles when you nearly pause at your daddy, a hot and sweaty mess. His neck twists quickly to sling his hair out of his face, and Curtis gives you a little nudge, "You're drooling, Little One."
"I know, look at him," Curtis' eyes look back up at Ari, and you see his pupils blow wide with lust. "Yeah, exactly. I think he's going to need some extra, oh!" your hand covers your mouth when the smaller opponent gets a hit on Ari, "Kick his ass babe!"
While Ari doesn't turn to look at you, both you and Curtis catch his sly smirk. "We've got to take care of him afterwards daddy."
"Oh we will. Come on, let's sit down."
You watch that mountain sized man with the broad shoulders and luscious locks continuing to bounce around. Fighting a man that could never compare to your daddy. His arms rippling with every punch he makes. Those big titties that you love to lay on jiggling with his movements, and you just want to bite him. His skin glistening with sweat, "Tell me why we haven't came to watch him before?"
"Because you're looking at him like you're going to fuck him in the ring."
You scoff and turn to look at Curtis, "I'm not the only one, daddy," you lean into his shoulder, his eyes never leaving Ari's large stature. "I can't wait until he's finished."
"We won't ever make it home."
"Never. We agree we're taking care of him though, right?" you can't tear your eyes off Ari, but you see the little head nod from Curtis, happy that the two of you are on the same page.
Ari determined to be the winner continues his fight until the lesser man surrenders. The referee lifting up his arm turns and he looks a the two of you. His teeth biting at his lip as he looks at you, "I get the showers," he whispers to the two men. "No one disturbs me."
You and Curtis watch Ari flick his head motioning to follow him as he walks into the locker room. You're the one that's nearly dragging Curtis behind you, needing to bask in Ari's hot and sweaty afterglow. Once away from the people, the two of you run to see Ari removing the tape from his hands. Your fingers aching to run through his beautiful hair. "You did good daddy," your voice squeaks walking closer to him.
"Did you and Daddy Curtis like watching that?" you nod your head with a smile, your fingers running down the hills and valleys on his arms. "What're you doing Princess?" he asks cocking his eyebrow up.
"We want to take care of you. Make sure you're nice and clean."
"You gonna use your tongue to wash me?" a deep groan rumbles in Curtis' chest, and Ari knows he's about to be fully taken care of. Much quicker he removes his tape, but you and Curtis stop him, each taking a hand. The two of you stripping him down and yourselves, before backing him into the shower. Not even caring that the water that comes out of the showerhead is cold on your bodies, the three of you putting off enough heat until it's warm.
Curtis and you circle around Ari's large frame. Whoever in front of him, giving Ari sloppy kisses. Bringing up the soap, you start to rub it over his hard body. Curtis' hands behind you to give him a deep massage. Those possessive eyes find yours and he looks down at his hard cock. Not wasting a minute you drop down to your knees.
Your tongue rolls around the tip, giving the hole kitten licks. Curtis' lips attach to whatever part of Ari's body he can touch. His hands still roughly roaming around the hard lines. "Look at our pretty Little Princess, Daddy," you press soft kisses up his girthy length, sticking your tongue out to lick up the underside on the thick vein that pulses with need. "Open up Little One, your Daddy wants to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours."
Grabbing tightly around his base you simultaneously bob on him and fist that beautiful cock. "Hollow those cheeks Princess."
"I told you," Curtis kisses Ari's neck, peeking over to see your doe eyes looking up at your daddies. "He wants to fuck that pretty mouth."
"You're next," Ari grunts at Curtis, squeezing his cheeks tightly. Pulling off you stick out your tongue, letting Ari's thickness sink all the way to the back. "There ya go, not even gagging are you, Princess. We've trained you so well."
Tears spring to your eyes and he knows your lungs are burning. Holding only for a minute longer until he pulls out. Reaching around Ari, Curtis places his hands on your head pushing his hips into Ari, and using his body to shove Ari's length in your mouth.
Your own body writhing on nothing. Only phantom touches from your daddy. "Want you to fuck me," Ari whispers through Curtis' kiss. "My Princess needs to ride my face."
You pull off of him with a pop smiling up at his lust blown eyes, "What's my name?" you ask Ari with a devilish grin.
"Mommy," his voice whines.
"Good boy. Lay down, and let us take care of you sweet baby," laying down, he's all but pulling you over his face. Slamming your sweet heat down on top of him, and devouring you. Pulling up his legs, and exposing his tight muscled hole to you and Curtis. Letting a strand of spit drift down from your lips and to his throbbing muscle, you grind down on his sinful mouth, watching as Curtis enters that pretty little hole. "Daddy, he sounds so pretty, doesn't he."
"Whimpering on your cunt as I fuck into his."
Curtis pumps into Ari's ass, and you go back to his cock. Ari overstimulated whines on your sloppy cunt, his fingers digging into your skin harshly. You look up at Curtis, his eyes staring at the two loves of his life working each other in the nastiest sixty-nine, "He's throbbing. It won't take long daddy."
"Get ready Little One, want your mouth to be dripping with his...ahh...cum," you go back on him. Ari almost freezing his movements, waiting on that sweet release. Curtis stabs into him a few more hard times, and his warm spunk fills your mouth, holding as much of it in your mouth as you can. Your body shimmies off of Ari's blissed out form, crawling to Curtis before giving him a nasty kiss. The two of you drowning in each other and Ari's cum. His voice whines for his own. "You big baby," Curtis grunts.
Pulling out of him, Ari's pretty hole a dripping mess, "Spit in his mouth, Little One."
Frank- “He’s the first kid I didn’t have to lie to.” Awww, If he is like this now that his his late teens, He would have been an emotional mess When Beau would have been born.
Frank is such a pitiful character, but he was so happy when Sugarplum became pregnant. He got to be there everyday, feel every kick, have her say his name, and then finding out he was having a boy 🥺
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Your Daddy, Frank
Summary: you're pregnant
Pairings: Frank Adler X Reader
Rating: sweet tears
Warnings: emotional Frank, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 650
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You knew that life would be different as soon as you saw those two pink lines. While you were trying to get pregnant, you and Frank just didn’t do anything to prevent a pregnancy. There was no checking to see if you were ovulating, you just had fun. You knew that without a doubt that Frank would be an excellent father, because he already was. But this time, you were going to do it right.
Almost sensing that there’s something happening, you hear the little knock on the door. Letting Frank know that he could come in, he almost rushes to you when he sees tears in your eyes. When you hold up that test to show him, he drops to his knees. His head pressing against your tummy. You take your fingers and calmly smooth them through his messy hair, and he can't help but to press the sweetest kisses on you.
"Thank you, Sugarplum," he whispers. "I promise I won't screw this up."
And he didn't. The perfect husband, the perfect partner, and he was becoming an even better father to Mary and Iris. So doting, and he love telling them about their baby brother or sister. Almost counting down the days to that fateful doctor's appointment when it's confirmed you had a little baby boy growing inside of you.
Frank became even more doting, more loving, and you didn't know that it was possible. Always making sure that you had everything that you could possible need. Wanting to make sure you took the time to fully rest. When you'd get home, he wanted to be the one that was preparing supper. Getting Mary ready for the next day, or if Iris or her other siblings were over, make sure that he was the entertainment. And that was far from his forte.
At night when it was just you, him, and that baby boy of his, those fingers rubbed over your belly like he was having a silent conversation to his son. Studying your body, and memorizing what locations Beau favored. If there was different taps, presses, or music played on your belly, how that boy of yours reacted.
You thought because he was so attentive he would be a nervous wreck when it was time for labor. You forgot he'd been a birthing partner to two other women prior. He was calm, so stoic and loving. His hands massaged your back, he made sure you had plenty to drink, that you were comfortable, became your advocate if he thought something was wrong. There wasn't. It was easy as far labor goes, and it was all because of him.
But seeing that man that usually had no show of emotion in front of other people, break down at the first sight of your baby boy's face, had you completely and utterly falling in love with him, and never looking back. Frank's fingers couldn't keep his face clear of tears long enough to enjoy the sight in front of him.
Wishing he could freeze this moment, memorize every part of it. He only spares you a few glances, because he couldn't quit looking at your perfect boy. Commenting he was beautiful just like you.
Then there was the moment where the nurse placed Beau in your arms, and you look up at Frank, "Beau, I want you to meet your daddy, Frank."
With big crocodile tears in his eyes he looks down at his third child, but in so many ways, it's his first. Speechless and overcome with emotions, he leans over to kiss your forehead, "Thank you, Sugarplum. Thank you for giving me this."
Wendy better loose custody of Able or so fucking help me…
Well....let's take a lot into Emy's session with Abel, and see exactly what she's doing to her son, and why he's so concerned with this window...
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What Do You Think?
Summary: Emy talks with Abel
Pairings: Curtis X Eva, Emy X Abel, courtroom
Rating: mild
Warnings: language, a bit about Wendy 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.7K
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“Dad!” Eva shouts at her father as he starts accessing his gear. “Dad, look at me!”
“We’re at work. I’m sheriff Everett,” he only gives her a moment of a glance before he’s back to fidgeting around with his gear. Pissed off and ready to leave.
“Sheriff Everett, you need to take it down a few notches,” He stares down at her a moment, before he starts to stalk away. With one shuffle of her foot, Eva stands in the doorway. “Eva, move.”
“You need a clear mind.”
“Really? Your cousin’s birth control was tampered with, and the only people that had access to those pills were Jax, Posie, Opie, and everyone at that pharmacy. The pharmacy where a former junkie, and the mother of Jax’s son works. Now, I’m not a genius, but what does any of those people besides that vile woman have to gain from this?” Eva stares blankly at Curtis but doesn’t move. “That’s what I thought. Now move. We’re making an arrest. Evaluna Blaze, get out of my fucking way, and do your god damn job.”
“You’re gonna listen to me.”
“No. She took the right to decide from Posie and Jax. Posie and Jax may be happy, but they had every right to wait for their time to decide this. That is your cousin. A girl we have watched grow up. She didn’t deserve this.”
“And she’s not her!” Curtis takes a step back looking at his daughter. “She’s not her grandmother. This is a different scenario. I’m not denying that this is shitty. Wrong in so many ways, but don’t go putting your emotions of a past case on this. It’s different, is all I’m saying. You need to be level headed.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“I’ve seen the case file. It’s horrific. This isn’t that. Jax hasn’t abused her. They’re in love, and when we arrest this bitch, Iris and Matt will build a case around her to put her away.”
“You have no idea what the MC is capable of.”
“And have you not been keeping up with our informant, huh? They’re crumbling because of Gemma and Clay.”
Curtis takes a deep breath looking at his daughter. Reminding him so much of himself, “And if we can’t put her away?”
“Well, I may need to chop some wood.”
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“What the hell?” the young tech answers, stepping away from the counter when the sheriff’s department comes in.
“Wendy Case?”
“She’s out back smoking,” her brown eyes go in between all the officers. Slowly backing away from the register with her hands raised, “Am I in trouble?”
“What’s going…” the pharmacist stops in his tracks staring at Eva. “On?”
“The sheriff is making an arrest on your employee. Here’s the warrant, I need you two to move aside. I need all video footage you have from the last year. I need the file of Posie Sarah Rogers, and I need to speak with the both of you about interactions between Wendy and Miss Rogers.”
“Ma’am, um uh, Wendy never dealt with her,” the younger girl answers. “She always made an excuse to go smoke.”
“What was Posie picking up?”
“Always birth con…”
“That is a violation. We can not tell you that.”
Eva slaps an evidence bag of pills on the counter, her eyes rolling between the two. “Read the warrant. We have the right to seize all information on Miss Rogers. These were purchased here. Do you know your employee?”
“Officer what’s going on?”
“These pills are useless. They’re sugar pills.”
“I-I-I…no, we don’t do that here,” the pharmacist responds. His head shaking rapidly. “Those are…no, did she not take them correctly?”
“They were tested. Posie said something about a three month supply?”
“We did away with that offer over a year ago,” he looks at his tech, who only shrugs. “What’s going on?”
“These two need to come down to the station. Wendy is under arrest. Get CPS to back off because his father was just granted full temporary custody.”
Emy watches Abel slowly play with a few toys. Mostly just observing him for a moment. Letting him think, hoping he speaks to her. “Your Posie’s aunt?”
“I am. Her dad is my brother.”
“I’m gonna be a brother,” those bright blue eyes roll up to look at Emy and he gives her a kind smile. “There’s a baby in Posie’s belly. I heard my mama talking about it to that woman.”
“What woman?”
“The one who works at the garage. Mom makes me go there,” his fingers play with the toy a bit longer before he gets up fetching something else. “Oh, was I supposed to ask?”
“You’re fine. Did Posie and your dad tell you she was having a baby?” without looking up from his toys Abel shakes his head no. He blows a puff of air out before knocking each toy down one by one. Completely focused on the toys in front of him.
“How did your mom know she was pregnant?”
“She saw her belly.”
“When?” Abel shakes his head, but looks up at Emy nearly scared. “What’s wrong?”
Leaning over the table towards her, he whispers quietly, “It’s mama’s secret. I’m usually sleeping.”
“Where?”
“The car,” Emy looks over to the window seeing Joshua standing there, before he closes the blinds and pushes Iris back.
“Why are you sleeping in the car?”
“Daddy, he smokes, but Posie doesn’t like him to be away from her, so he smokes outside the window on the stairs.”
“The fire escape?” Abel nods his head, and gets excited when Emy hands him crayons and paper.
“Mama said she’s trying to get daddy to smoking. But when I’m there I don’t hear her voice. I told him to lock the window. We went to daddy’s one day, and Posie’s car wasn’t there.”
“Did she go to the door like you do?” Abel shakes his head and continues drawing. “She uses the fire escape?”
“Yeah. She said that the neighbors dog tried to bite her. But this is a secret.”
“Abel, do you want your mom going through Posie and your dad’s window?”
“No. Can I…is it okay if I call Posie mom?”
“What do you think?”
Abel looks up at Emy and smiles again, before returning to his drawing, “She sings to me at night. And she’s busy but always spends time with me. Her and daddy took me to the zoo and to see the fish, and Papa makes me ice cream with special sprinkles. Kitty, she lets me bake cookies with her and Posie. And Grumpy, he he lets me sit in his lap with Poppy and we watch a movie until he starts snoring. And Lovie she lets me walk the dogs, and I help her clean up. I don’t do that with mama. There’s a lot of kids. Do you have kids too?” Emy gives him a single nod, her finger playing with her rings.
“Daddy, he got Posie a ring. But I can’t say that. It’s a secret, too. Is mama in the bad place because she did bad things?”
“What things did she do that was bad?”
Abel shrugs, finishing up a crude drawing of some bunnies, before picking up a book. “It’s not nice to sit in other people’s window. We were trying to catch up with Posie the other day. Mama said Posie was going too fast and they wouldn’t let her at Posie’s school, but I’ve been there with Posie and dad. It’s pretty.”
“You were trying to catch up to Posie?”
“Yeah, in her car. Posie was going to fast.”
“Abel, our time is up here buddy. You did good. Thank you for being honest.”
“Can I…I wanna meet your kid. Is it Posie’s aunt?”
Picking up the toys she gives him a calm smile, “They’re Posie’s cousins.”
“Miss Rogers?” the defense attorney sweetly says as she walks up closer to the podium, leaving Emy to glare at her.
“Mrs. Barnes.”
“I apologize Mrs. Barnes. What is your relation, in regards to a Miss Posie Rogers?”
Emy turns to look at her, her green eyes shining at Mrs. England. “You called me by my maiden name, so I assume you already know.”
“For the record, Mrs. Barnes. What is your relation to Miss Rogers?”
“She’s my niece.”
“From your half brother?” Emy grits her teeth looking at the lawyer but nods her head. “How close would you say the two of you are?”
“Miss Rogers was the only child in our families for twelve years. She was…”
“Objection,” Matt speaks out looking up at Judge Stark. “Relevance.”
“Just establishing relation of your client and the witness. The client that is intent on getting full custody of my client’s son.”
Matt stands up, his body facing towards Marilyn England, “Let the record show that Miss Rogers and Mr. Teller aren’t married, and neither were seeking full custody of his child. They’re seeking safety for a four-year-old little boy who’s mother is parading him around during all hours of the day and night so she can spy on Mr. Teller and Miss Rogers, while Miss Case and Mr. Teller’s son is in the car. That speaks not only to her parenting skills, but also the safety of my clients.”
“How did you obtain that evidence? The word of a four-year-old little boy that just found out who his father was? I’m sure he’s confused.”
“Order. Mrs. England, do you have a question for Mrs. Barnes? Or are you and Mr. Murdock going to argue in my courtroom?”
“Your honor, the validity of this evidence…”
“I suggest you look at the evidence presented to you. You called Mrs. Barnes up to the stand,” Judge Stark stares down at the prosecutor. “Mr. Murdock did not call her up. Finish your cross examination.”
Marilyn gives a nod to the judge and is looking back at Emy. “What did your session with Abel tell you?”
“He’s worried about a young lady he views as more of his mother. Asked if he could call her mom. Abel has mentioned on numerous occasions the window in his father’s room, and later found out Ms. Case was standing outside of it.”
“It’s the word of a young boy.”
“Objection,” Matt speaks, as Iris grabs ahold of his thigh. He only grunts once at her grip, and she loosens immediately. “Call in evidence forty-three. A cigarette butt, with Miss Case’s DNA, outside of Mr. Teller’s window. It is not just the word of a young boy, Mrs. England.”
“Mrs. England, everything was submitted in a proper amount of time. It is not Mr. Murdock’s fault you chose not to review everything. I’ll grant you a recess, but come back prepared.”
I’m obsessed with the trio!!! 🔥🥵 I need to know how they get official? Was it angsty, fluffy? Had they a conversation or was it naturally flowing??
It is very naturally flowing to an extent. Curtis had talked to her a few times about a second daddy. He's not a brat tamer, where Ari loves that. And Little Princess can be a bit of a brat. Ari can't hold back his want to be involved with her and Curtis. Shall we see the next morning when Ari actually introduced himself to Curtis' Little One??
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Just A Little Taste
Summary: Meeting Ari
Pairings: Curtis Everett X Little Princess!Reader X Ari (Future)
Rating: fluff a bit of flirting
Warnings: Ari and Curtis, D/s dynamics, DD/lg dynamics, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 400
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You cling tightly to your daddy, deep in sleep, but you can hear the random whisperings between Curtis and some other man. Grunting you go to roll away from him, only to hear a deep chuckle, and him pull you right back to him. "Little one, it's time to wake up. Want you to meet someone."
It's too early to be meeting anyone so you just groan, keeping your eyes closed. Trying to shuffle away from him but he holds you tighter, "Maybe she needs a spanking," a new voice causes you to open your eyes quickly. "See, that got her awake," his deep voice rumbles low in his chest and you're unsure how to feel. "Is that what you're needing princess? You just need a bit more punishment when you cross the line?"
You take a big gulp and he leans forward towards you. Your eyes move to Curtis, because you're not sure how to react. "See she does know how to behave. Curtis, are you bothered if she speaks to me, or lets me touch her?"
"You didn't bring me out here to kill me did you?"
"No, Little One. This is my friend Ari. He's a bit much, but he's a good one to have in your corner," you offer him a shy smile and give him your name, and you see it, the warmth in his own smile. Your eyes flick down slightly embarrassed. You miss the quick wink from Curtis towards Ari.
You sit quietly listening to the two of them conversing, loving anytime that Ari would turn to look at you with that warm smile. And even when Curtis brushes hair out of your before giving you a soft but lingering kiss, Ari's eyes still watch the two of you.
"Why are you watching?" you ask him, not missing the way he looks down at your kiss swollen lips.
"Just needed to meet Curtis' little one. He sure does talk a lot about you princess."
You start to thinking of all the times that Curtis had mentioned a second daddy, and quickly you look at him. With a soft smile he nods his head, "Would it be something you would want to try Little One?"
"I don't want to come in between you two. Just add to your relationship."
Overwhelmed on what you say, you look between them. "Can I think about it? Maybe..." you get a devious smirk looking at Curtis, and even Ari smiles, he knows you would be a fun one. "Maybe, just a little taste first?"
Hi Peach. You know since it's cold out I wanted something to warm me up and I'm a wh*re for your Ari x Curtis writing. Could you write something where we get to see a softer side of Ari. I was thinking like reader wanted to explore her limit and didn't use the safe word, ended up hurting herself, which made Ari mad at first but then he took care of her.
Thank youuu xx
This is SUCH a cute ask! I need some fluff after everything that's been going on with Story and THESE TWO MENACES JUST DO SOMETHING TO ME!
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Ice Cream for the Princess
Summary: You test your limits
Pairings: Ari X Little Princess Reader X Curtis
Rating: mild
Warnings: implied sex, D/s dynamics, DD/lg dynamics, safe word, pushing boundaries, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 400
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You could see it in his eyes. The minute your tears turned from something Ari loved, to you crying out in pure pain. Your body crawling away from him as soon as he stops. You curl into Curtis, your soft daddy, watching Ari. He's angry. Angry you didn't use your magic word. Angry that you let him push you way too far, but then he sees just how scared you are, and his scowl softens. "Princess, do you know why we have your magic word?" you whimper at him but nod. "No, I need to her your big girl words. Why do we have a magic word?"
"When I need you to stop."
"That's right. Did you want me to stop?" you look up owlishly at Curtis, your lip trembling as you pout up at him. His thick hand soothingly rubs on your cheek, and he nods towards Ari. Normally the big man would have reminded you that he asked you a question, but seeing how scared you look, he doesn't give you that raspy deep voice he prefers.
"Yes, but..."
"There's no buts. We have that word, so everyone is safe and has fun."
"But I wanted to make you happy, you wanted to," when the tears break through your eyeline Ari's thick body crawls towards you.
"I want you have fun. I know you like a bit of pain, but that, you didn't like it," he pulls at your body to set in his lap. His hands calmly run over your skin, adding the tiniest bit of pressure, making you feel safe and secure in his arms. "This makes me happy. Knowing that you feel safe right here. It's my job to take care of you, and I can't if you don't follow the rules. Testing your limits beyond what you're comfortable is not fun. We've had fun before haven't we princess?"
"Yes."
"We'll have fun without you being scared to look at me, okay?"
"Okay, daddy, I'm sorry."
"Now, does the little princess want ice cream or a bubble bath."
"Both! With both my daddies. can I eat ice cream in the tub?"
Ari and Curtis both chuckle at you, and you lean more into Ari's thick chest, nuzzling up against the tufts of hair. "The ice cream will melt. Will you let me lick it off of you?"
"Uh huh."
"Curtis, ice cream for the princess, she's getting a bath."
so we got the ari leaving aster 😔 but what about ari introducing the baby’s to her and her reaction 🥺 i feel like she’d be so upset as if he were replacing her or something
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Aww goodness! You know Kitten was having some conversations with Aster to help soften the blow. But let's take a peak at when she finally meets them. Ran and Kitten decided to make it a small family vacation since they had to travel so far. *For the sake of this fic, Kitten is the reader insert, and Little Princess is just going to be called that or LP.
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Love You Always
Summary: You and Ransom visit the Everett-Levinson's
Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader
Rating: fluff
Warnings: Sad Aster, soft!Ari, soft!Curtis, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.1K
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"But, but, but are they small?" Aster demands your attention in the back of the car. Her little legs twitching around.
"Yes, little star, they're going to be very small. She did have three babies in her belly. Mama had two and you were tiny. And your daddy isn't quite as big of a man as Airy and CC."
Ransom pouts at this admission. His hands gripping tighter to the wheel, "I mean taller baby. Airy is a big man."
"What about Curtis?" you glare at him. Yours and Curtis relationship was such a short time frame, but he was forced to watch it unfold. "Hmm?"
"We're not talking about this. That was my past. You my dearest amazing and wonderful husband are my everything. Well and three kids that are the most precious beans I've ever in my life seen," he rolls his eyes grumbling something, and you swat at his arm, causing an ehh sound from Iris.
"Don't hurt my daddy!" she screams from the back causing Blade to jolt in his sleep.
"Yeah, Kitten, don't hurt her daddy."
"Tell daddy he better behave then or he's getting a spanking."
When you hear Ransom growl, you know that he didn't miss that, "That better be a promise, or it's you, that's getting a spanking."
Ignoring the comment all together you point at the house, "Oh there it is! Look at how cute the it is. Oh, Ran, I can't wait. Three babies to cuddle and snuggle with."
He points in the back looking at your most precious boy, "Oh, I haven't forgotten my Bladey either. Hims so perfect, too. Just like our angel and little star."
"Uncle Airy! I see him," her hands go to her buckles, carefully trying to get herself out of the carseat. "Uncle Airy! Come get me!"
"Azzie quiet," Iris whispers, her eyes looking at Blade who wakes up. Those eyes looking for his mama, and starting to cry when you're nowhere to be found.
Finally freeing herself from her confines her legs jump out of the SUV running to Ari who scoops her up. The two of them clinging onto one another, but with a crying toddler who wants his mama you can't pay attention. "You spoil him, Kitten."
"Oh, hush and get your other daughter out. She's sitting back there like a good girl just waiting," as soon as you pull Blade out of his seat, his cries almost nearly stop. "You're worse than your daddy. Ari, how are you?" you walk up to him giving him the biggest hug. "You look happy."
And he does. His lines have soften, still that sun kissed skin as before from working outside, still the carefree attitude. The difference now is there's the biggest smile planted on his face. He informs you that LP and Curtis are inside. Both holding onto the babies; Curtis with the twins, and LP won't even set Owin down.
"I understand. Something about a mama and her boys. Well go on. Show us your house."
"It's not quite as grand as the townhouse or the estate, but it's cozy. And I know I'm not the best judge, but the babies they're perfect."
"Who is biologically the father's?" Ransom asks. Not because he means to be ugly. You both knew how it was a concern for them to know for medical reasons.
"Owin is biologically mine. The twins are Curtis'. But all three are ours," he stops right before opening the door, "How's Frank? I heard he's got a baby."
"He's good. You should really talk to him yourself."
"He has to apologize first. I never once judged him for what he did as harshly as I should. And yet...no, this is supposed to be a happy day. Come on Azzie, I want you to meet my babies."
She gives him a quick pout, her nose curling up looking at him. "I thought I was your baby."
"You are, but you're still daddy's baby right?"
"Daddy's angel. Sometimes his star. Mostly mama's star."
He gives her a quick cheek kiss, "What about Steve? Aren't you his baby?"
"Not anymore. He's got that rotten thing that he keeps at his house now. Daddy let's me throw dirt at him," chuckling he takes her in the house. Such a calm and inviting homey feel that the three of them have made. So many people would want to judge them because they all freely love one another, but not you and Ransom. You see the love and care they have with each other. Not feeling jealousy or feel like they're being tugged in too many directions. Their relationship is one of the most functional ones you've ever seen. Including your own.
Seeing the big burly Curtis lay shirtless with those two tiny girls on his chest napping. His crystal eyes just staring at those tiny little babies. Randomly looking over to LP and even at Ari, complete contentment. Their wife just staring down at her little bear cub, you can't help but almost get tears in your eyes. "Oh Ari. They're so much cuter in person."
"Put me down. I wanna see these girls," Aster nearly tiptoes over to Curtis. Her little hand reaching forward to touch one, but quickly she jerks it away. "Is it okay for me to touch them?" Ari smiles and nods his head and she gently touches Evaluna. "Why is she so small?"
Their wife looks up at your daughter with the utmost kindness, "They had to fit in my belly, and their dad and daddy are such big men. They almost didn't fit as it was."
You can see the thoughts running wild through Aster's mind, contemplating some big thought as she tries to process what she wants to say or ask. Her deep blue Ransom eyes look up at Ari, and then back at the girls. When she looks back at Ari, her eyes are welled up with tears. "Does this mean you don't love me anymore?"
Ari grabs her up from the floor, his arms wrapping all the way around her, "No. Does your mom and dad love you less since Blade?" she shakes her head no. "With kids, it's like your heart gets bigger to accommodate all of them. And your good ole Uncle Airy is a big man, so I have a lot of room for my heart to grow okay?"
"Can I hold one?"
"Me, too!" Iris almost whisper shouts, finally coming out from behind Ransom.
"You two sit down, CC and I will help you hold one. Kitten, if LP will let you hold the boy, you guys could do a little trade off."
Blade looks at you, smiling but shakes his head, "No no," he whispers. That little bitty head laying on your shoulder. So you just sit close by. Tapping the couch to let Ransom join you as the two biggest beefy men that you've ever seen, so gently hold onto babies, placing them in your babies laps.
Aster still with tears in her eyes looks up at Ari, "You promise you still love me?"
"I promise with every part of me Azzie girl. I will love you always."
