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#baby Bea AU
call-me-maggie13 · 11 months
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Neither could tell you what they were arguing about. The disagreement has long since grown and morphed and mutated into something much larger than it should’ve been. It ends with screaming and slamming doors, shatters the top of the snowglobe they’ve been living in. There’s glitter and water and an idilic scene ground beneath the bottom of their shoes.
"I hate you! I wish you never moved in!" Shannon throws Beatrice’s stuffed monkey out of her room, it thumps against the wall next to Beatrice’s door. Beatrice squeezes her eyes closed but she doesn’t flinch. Beatrice isn’t allowed to flinch. Shannon groans one final time before slamming her door in Beatrice’s face.
Beatrice waits. Takes small, slow breaths and waits for Shannon to come back. For Martha or Rich to race up the stairs and take her away. She’s a terrible housemate. She takes up too much space. She knows to be invisible, to erase herself from everything until there’s no evidence of her existence.
At least, she used to.
No one comes to get her. Martha doesn’t come up the stairs to punish her. Richard doesn’t find her and make her pack a bag. Shannon doesn’t open her door.
So Beatrice does the only thing she knows how to. She returns to the room she’s been staying in and she packs the few items she has, gathers Hoho from the floor and hides. She crawls to the back corner of her closet and she waits for them to tell her it’s time to leave.
She doesn’t cry. Beatrice doesn’t cry. Excess emotion is prohibited. It’s foolish and unnecessary and it accomplishes nothing.
So she presses her eyes into her knees and she doesn’t cry. She sinks into the depths of the deep dark around her, lets it slip into her mouth and nose and pour down her throat until it consumes her. Until there is no Beatrice, there is only darkness.
Beatrice doesn’t cry. Beatrice might cry a little.
"Bea?" Shannon already knows where to find her. She’s learned the smaller and darker a space is, the safer Beatrice feels in it. Still, she barely opens the closet door but a sliver, peeking through the crack to find Beatrice curled around herself shaking. "I’m coming in."
She shoves the shoes out of her way and closes the door behind her, cradles the back of Beatrice’s neck after she pulls her into her chest.
"I’ve never had a sister before, I’m sorry I’m not very good at it." Beatrice doesn’t move, lets Shannon’s words rumble in her chest and burn a hole through her heart. Sister. "I can do better. I will do better. I’m sorry."
Beatrice doesn’t respond, she lets Shannon hold her in silence. Let’s the words twist and spin about in her head, rattling like a soda can in a vending machine.
Sister. Sister. Sister.
The word repeats like a broken record, like the instrumental CD in the Walkman she’d gotten for her sixth birthday. The woodwinds forever building to a climax they never reach, clarinets dancing and flutes twirling and saxophones whirling over an aching bass line that falls and crumble and dissolve into a cacophony beneath them.
It takes a moment for her to recognize Shannon’s voice again, soft and light and mellifluous in her ear. A song, a simple melody, that settles the maelstrom in Beatrice’s head.
"They didn't have you where I come from,
Never knew the best was yet to come…"
Shannon drops her cheek against the top of her head, arm strong and unmoving around her waist, fingers steady on the base of her skull. Her voice is envelopes her like Shannon’s hoodie Beatrice steals every other week to sleep in, soft and warm and safe all about her.
"How long do you wanna be loved?
Is forever enough, is forever enough?"
Shannon smells like turpentine and paint and lemongrass, like early morning hot chocolate and midnight stargazing and late afternoon cookies. She smells like home, Beatrice realizes.
Beatrice has never had a home before.
She finds she quite likes it.
Even after Shannon has told her she wishes they didn’t meet, after she’d thrown Beatrice’s only stuffed animal, after they’d fought and yelled and made each other cry. Especially after all of that.
Because Shannon came back. Shannon’s saying she didn’t mean it. Shannon’s singing her a song about loving her forever.
Shannon called her sister.
Beatrice doesn’t know what it means to be a sister, doesn’t know if she’s doing it right, but she’ll try her best. She’ll be the best sister Shannon could ever have.
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electrozeistyking · 4 months
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has N ever had a "oh god I thought I lost you" moment with Bea? like she vanished and no one knew where she was or she got hurt or trapped somewhere? kids can get themselves into so much trouble...
he’s going to in the ghost drones fic at some point, and he may have a panic attack over it
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by-mi · 4 months
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Bea Bennet ♡
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daisychainsandbowties · 3 months
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i love writing an entire au based off of one (1) page from a comic book 🫠🫠
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omegabenaeart · 1 year
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I’m not a parent (thank God) but I have three siblings that are all at least seven years younger than me. And because of this, our house is really messy 75% of the time (because the youngest is still in preschool and preschoolers are…something) But anyway, they eat ALL of the food and when they’re done they leave it around the kitchen and my god toddlers are awful sometimes. But I think Charles would raise his daughter to be SOMEWHAT organized at least.
I don't have kids either, and all my siblings are older than me 😅
HOWEVER, all my siblings have kids, so I have a fair bit of childcare experience
Oh yeah, he definitely tries
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bumblingbabooshka · 1 year
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More T’Pel (from Ensign AU)
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idswolf · 1 year
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So after the new dlc came out I added her to my au and her and Gregory end up being in their own animatronic groups
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My rambling about my second chance au down below ⬇️ but feel free to send me questions about this au if anything confuses you or if you’re curious about it, please I would love to ramble about it also the read more thing is acting bugging so yeah….
Sorry about the long block of text but basically in this au Gregory (who’s 5) and Ally (who’s 10) are both orphans from the same orphanage and view each as siblings. One day the orphanage gets to take the kids to the pizzaplex, which is a publicity stunt by fazbear entertainment to look better. Around the end of the trip (so around closing time) Gregory wanders away from everyone cuz he saw something shiny only to get jumped by Vanny (this happens before Malhare takes full control over her). Ally notices that Gregory is gone, goes to look for him, ends up hearing him screaming, and finds Vanny trying to drag him into an employee only area to be further out of sight. She grabs a nearby object and throws it at Vanny to distract her and yells at Gregory to run, he hesitates for a second not wanting to leave her with the scary bunny lady but runs off after Ally yells at him a second time. Due to him hesitating he doesn’t make it to the doors before they locked so he ends up crying which catches the attention of Bea, Lyric, and Payton (glam Freddy and he’s not in the drawing for a reason). The 3 animatronics manage to calm him down and get him to explain why he’s crying, after learning about what happened they decide to help Gregory in finding his sister and getting them out. Now back with Ally, she manages to get away from Vanny and ends up hiding in one of the restaurant areas. She immediately runs into Ferris who was talking to Lizzie (oh yeah these two and basically everyone else who aren’t in sb originally are there because what happens in the first half of the au), they get her to calm down and have her explain what got her all frazzled. Ferris decides to help her and drags Lizzie into helping too, now the 2 kids and their new animatronic buddies are searching for a way out, evading murderous animatronics, all while not knowing if the other is okay at least until a certain “animatronic” helps with that
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rottmnt-honeybea · 9 months
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Mikey enjoyed getting to walk his little nephew home from school. It gave him an excuse to see his brother, and he was usually joined by the future trio who wanted a good excuse to hang out with him.
Of course, being the savior of the world two times over meant that people recognized him, even with his age. With the recognition came the confusion. Mikey wasn't married, or even dating anyone, so why did he have a small child in tow? And why did the young adults his age refer to him as 'uncle'?
"Are any of them yours?" Was a frequent question he'd been on the receiving end of.
Without skipping a beat, he'd answer "no," and carry on his way, with the youngin and the future trio on his heels.
This is so many layers 😂
First, you gotta know that I write a rise oc x canon fic.
Then ya gotta know that I did a Bad Future AU of MY fanfic as a joke so Casey could have some friends his age.
And said future trio (more or less) go back in time for the events of the movie.
Which then spirals into, well, what is life like post-movie? And THAT is where this is. A post-bad-future-good-future-AU
Is it canon to either of my fics? Who knows. But I wanted to draw lil Yoshi again and so I did
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fairyhaven13 · 10 months
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I'm away from my computer and can't do good art right now, but I finished watching Mark do the latest FNAF DLC and several analysis of it, and it's giving me a ton of ideas for stuff I was stuck on with my own FNAF story. Maybe I can finally bring Lia back, if I can work through the writer's block from an exhausting year. But, for now, I have several ideas for redoing my designs again, a couple concepts of which I sketched here and posted for you to see my progress!
1. I hate how I gave Puppet hair in the last redesign. I was trying to make her face more feminine but she doesn't need hair for that and it looked bad. Here she's bald like she should be, and I'm working on a more feminine hood that leads into her security cap instead, with a cute scarf and corset under a baggier top.
2. I did Baby so dirty the last two times. Last time was better but still way overly skimpy and... Well, slutty. Baby doesn't need to be slutty to mean business and I should have known better. Here her top still shows some stomach without being a bikini, more of a biker jacket. And her shorts aren't booty shorts and still have the tutu frill. Instead of a tattoo she has a funky suspender buckle thingy. I need to make her a little wider, though, I like the idea of her being plus size without being overly sexy.
3. A little sketch of Michael. He still needs better proportions and I've made him look like a poorly done Sonic the Hedgehog human the last two times. I don't know why making him the right size is so hard for me. Here I did a little practice making his chest broader so his head wouldn't look too big, and in that case his legs would be longer. I also tried to make his head more ghoul and less Grimace Shake Silly Putty. I'm sorry Mike.
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Lmao oh no, Ava’s not going to be interested in choking at all after this chapter.  Baby girl, I’m so sorry...
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astonmartinii · 7 months
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bite the hand | max verstappen social media au
pairing: max verstappen x fem musician!reader [face claim: clairo + clairo, boygenius and taylor swift music]
having fans are great, but sometimes it goes to far and you have to bite the hands that feed you
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yourusername: howdy ladies, gentlemen and all that's in between, it's single release day. i had so much fun on this track with bea and getting to pour all of my love for maxy onto such a cute melody... hope you all enjoy my loves x
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user1: YES THANK YOU MOM THIS IS JUST WHAT I NEEDED TODAY
landonorris: how many letters in devoured?
yourusername: ATE 💅
landonorris: ate and left NO crumbs
maxverstappen1: why oh why did i ever introduce you two
yourusername: because you love us both?
maxverstappen1: i sure love you, jury is out on lando
landonorris: boooooooooo
user2: ugh if y/n had to date an f1 driver why couldn't she go for one of the hot ones like lando or charles?
user3: for real like bro he just drags her down
user4: you can't be serious? he's a professional athlete at the top of his sport and by what they show us a massive softy who loves y/n? why would we want anything else for her?
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user5: y/n will NOT stand for any max bashing idk why you guys try it every time
maxverstappen1: so unbelievably talented and the artist of her generation
yourusername: maybe it's because i have a top notch muse ?
maxverstappen1: NO NO IT'S ALL YOU YOU ARE THE ARTIST I AM JUST LUCKY TO BE IN YOUR VICINITY
yourusername: i am the lucky one baby
danielricciardo: leave your cute shit offline i already have to hear it all of the time let me be on instagram
yourusername: nope love my boyfriend too much
maxverstappen1: nope love my girlfriend too much
user6: they're so insufferable i love them
user7: this song bangs so much more when you pretend it's not about ... him
user8: bro is acting like max verstappen ran over his puppy
user7: sorry i don't want a GREAT artist and BEAUTIFUL woman being dragged down by THAT
user9: you are insane, you do not know y/n, you enjoy her music, that doesn't give you the right to have power over things in her personal life
user10: you people are why this fanbase has a bad name and before long y/n will get fed up too
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maxverstappen1: the off weekend spent right
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user13: i need a man so obsessed with me that all he does is post my face
user14: crazy that all this guy does is wax lyrical about how much he loves her and she's like never at his races ... interesting
user15: and her weirdly entitled fanbase say he doesn't deserve her when she clearly doesn't support him as much as he supports her
yourusername: i love you and our soft little weekends, i wanna do it all the time :(
maxverstappen1: gosh our day jobs are really quite unconventional i guess we should just retire to a remote island to live on a small farm?
yourusername: you said it not me i just wanna be anywhere with you
maxverstappen1: i love you <3
user16: RETIRE TO A REMOTE ISLAND? SOMEONE TELL THIS RAT THAT IF HE IS THE REASON WE DON'T GET MUSIC WE WILL RIDE AT DAWN
user17: babe have you ever thought that maybe the reason he said that he wants to retire away from everyone because you people stick your noses in all the time
danielricciardo: @yourusername a soft weekend you say? how many hours did max spend on the sim?
yourusername: a solid ten but he even let me have a go
danielricciardo: oh wow that man really is in love
maxverstappen1: i think she'd rival a couple of you with some practice, i'm working on getting her to join redline
user18: ugh this is so annoying... preaching like you like spending time with your girlfriend and then spend it all playing a video game and letting her have one go?
user19: the sim is something f1 drivers use to train? if anything max probably shouldn't have let y/n have a go she could've accidentally changed the set up or other things
user20: i'm seeing charles and lewis training this off weekend and he just lies in bed with this girl? he really needs to ditch her to stay at the top
user21: literally two comments up is them talking about him training on the sim the jealousy is insane from both fans at this point
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maxverstappen1: happy to take home another win in mexico, i love this track and am forever thankful to this team and my loved ones.
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user25: holy shit idk what f1 can do but the paddock looked insane today there's no way that is safe for the drivers and personnel.
user26: there's so many videos of people rushing max and although some of them look like max fans who are just excited but there were a lot of very rude rival fans trying to get too close for comfort
yourusername: forever proud of you !! you're like jimmy and sassy with zoomies on crack <3
maxverstappen1: that is the highest of the high compliment thank you my love
yourusername: champagne is on me girlypops no expense spared for the love of my life
redbullracing: do we all qualify as girlypops ???
yourusername: of course !! don't think i didn't notice the supply of vegan pizza rolls you truly are the lactose intolerant allies of the grid
user27: can she stop spending all her hard earned money on this scrub that just uses her
user28: bro makes millions in a year he doesn't NEED her but that doesn't mean he can't want her? you guys are crazy
user29: some of these fans need to do some serious evaluation, drivers are not zoo animals, they are people and deserve respect and that includes respect to their personal space.
user30: for real like why was brad basically having to act as a body guard for max and y/n
user31: this was such a dangerous event for max and y/n. they're both very famous individuals and should be able to move around the paddock without being in danger.
user32: max joked about getting a body guard for this weekend but i think he should seriously consider it especially is y/n is coming to more races while she's not touring
danielricciardo: it has been brought to my attention that y/n has stated that she will spare no expense, i am making a formal enquiry into whether this will cover my bar tab?
yourusername: i will within reason but only because your bffs with maxy and will drink the fruity lil cocktails with me
danielricciardo: REAL men drink cocktails
maxverstappen1: do NOT disrespect the humble gin and tonic on my post
user33: i'm glad they're in high spirits after the shenanigans in the paddock today and the booing towards max :(
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yourusername: there is no full way to articulate my feelings right now. my fans have to respect my personal relationships and my boundaries. i appreciate your support but you have to understand that i am not your personal friend and you do not have the right to my personal life. i also understand that in sport, there are a lot of heightened emotions, but drivers do not owe you their safety. this is something i have felt for a long time since max and i became a public couple and the onslaught of hate came for him. you may say that it comes from a good place, or for my best interests, but the manner in which some 'fans' have expressed their 'worries' is unacceptable. i do not want to bite the hand that feeds me, but there's only so many slaps me and my loved ones can take from the hand.
bite the hand is out on all streaming platforms. please listen closely a re-evaluate your relationships with your favourite artists, thank you.
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maxverstappen1: i love you and i will never let other people tell me when i'm not enough get in my head again. we both appreciate our support and acknowledge that we would be nowhere without it. but our relationships are ours, please respect this.
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yourusername: okay sad songs are important but it's now time for me to sing my wee little heart out about how much i love you and how i know we were always made for each other.
i love you maxy, invisible string is all about my muse. out now.
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user41: IT BANGS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH
user42: ffs i guess we're stuck with this man for life now ...
user43: LISTEN TO BITE THE HAND AND BANG YOUR HEAD AGAINST THE WALL AND HEAR THE PINBALLS OF YOUR BRAIN GOING CRAZU
user44: speak your truth sis
maxverstappen1: ISN'T IT JUST SO PRETTY TO THINK THAT ALL ALONG THERE WAS SOME INVISIBLE STRING TYING YOU TO ME
maxverstappen1: so true, you make me believe in soulmates YOU ARE MY SOULMATE I LOVE YOU
yourusername: i love you to the moon and to saturn for real
yourusername: and that thread of gold is made from all of your trophies LET'S GO RAHHHHHHHH I'M SO PROUD OF YOU
maxverstappen1: the gold of that grammy @thegrammys yall heard bags?
user45: the way they're each others wags and completely embrace it
user46: i love that they're still their goofy asses they don't give a shit abou t yall
user47: y/n dropped a heart wrenching track and immediately went ... but hey i'm SUPER happy and that's all you're going to hear
landonorris: so like can y/n remix the dutch anthem so we can actually bop every weekend
yourusername: i kinda wanna marry the king of the netherlands so maybe not
landonorris: you broke up ?????
yourusername: no you dumbass max is the king of the netherlands
maxverstappen1: not factually but i do have a medal from the royal family so same thing
landonorris: why do you guys have to clown on me every time
yourusername: you're like our baby brother it's our duty
maxverstappen1: sorry not sorry
user48: you could never make me hate them they're made for each other
user49: finally bite the hand shamed the crazy bitches into finally shutting the fuck up
note: i love bite the hand i actually fear it might be my fave boygenius song and i recommend it to everyone. i actually did my university dissertation on parasocial relationships with athletes so like i feel like a good couple of sports fans could do with a listen to bite the hand. hope yall enjoyed and had a good weekend !! (chelsea gave me a heart attack but what's new, even though i was too sick to go to the game:()
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call-me-maggie13 · 1 year
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Beatrice doesn’t have chores. Martha and Rich don’t expect her nor Shannon to help clean the house as long as they maintain their bedrooms and clean up after themselves when they’ve completed a task. Sometimes Martha will ask Shannon for help with the dishes or the laundry, but never Beatrice.
Perhaps she doesn’t trust Beatrice’s ability to do dishes or laundry, although Beatrice has done her own laundry since she could reach the knobs on the washing machine back home.
Home?
Since she could reach the knobs when she still lived with her parents.
"Shannon, could you put away the dishes, please?" Martha leans into the room, smiling at them.
"I can do it, Mrs. Masters." Shannon looks up at Beatrice from her sketchbook, brown colored pencil pausing mid-sketch.
"I got it, Bea. Don’t worry about it." Martha glances between them on Shannon’s rug, smile fading at the edges when Beatrice insists on helping.
"I’m not a baby, I can put up some stupid dishes, Shannon. Stop acting like I can’t do anything." Shannon bristles at the bitter edge of her tone, sighing and shaking her head.
"Fine. Put up the stupid dishes. Baby." Shannon grumbles and returns to her drawing, ignoring the pained look Beatrice gives her.
"Shannon."
"She started it!" Shannon swings her arm out wide to motion to Beatrice, voice high and indignant. Jasper lifts his head lazily at the motion, watches Beatrice until Shannon drops her arm before he returns to snoring between them.
"And I’m ending it. That’s enough. Beatrice, you don’t have to - "
"Cups go in the cupboard to the left of the sink, plates and bowls in the cupboard to the right of the stove, silverware in the top drawer beside the fridge, and cooking utensils in the drawers beneath them. Knives go in the knife block. I know where everything goes." Beatrice stands, toes tapping. She can put up dishes. She doesn’t know why they don’t trust her to put away dishes.
"Okay. Let me know if you need any help."
"I won’t." Beatrice slips past her, careful to avoid accidentally brushing against her before she rushes down the stairs and into the kitchen.
She puts away the cups and bowls without incident. Does the same with the silverware and the knives. But, in the process of moving the plates from the counter to the cupboard, one slips.
It flips and spins in slow motion the entire way to the tiled floor, shattering in an explosion of fractured glass like her racing heart in her chest.
She immediately drops to the floor and starts scraping the pieces into a pile in front of her, ignoring the tiny piece that digs into her knee. She slices the pad of her index finger open when she tries to scoop the pieces into her hands.
"Oh, Beatrice! Hey, it’s okay, I can get that." Martha’s hand burns the skin of her shoulder when she tries to pull her away from the mess.
"I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry," Beatrice repeats like a mantra, collecting the larger pieces to throw away.
"Beatrice, put it down. I can get it." Martha’s fingers are hot on her wrist, making the skin itch and tingle beneath their touch. "Beatrice. Please."
Beatrice pauses long enough for Martha to uncurl her fingers from around a shard of plate and brush the smaller pieces from Beatrice’s hands.
"Come on." She tries to guide Beatrice to her feet but she resists, stares intensely at the remnants in front of her.
"Hey, bumble Bea." Shannon kneels beside her, ducks her head to meet her eyes. "If you let mom clean you up, I’ll stand guard over this so you can clean it up when you get done. Deal?"
Beatrice nods once and allows Martha to lead her out of the room and down the hall, into the bathroom. She allows Martha to lift her onto the bathroom counter and rinse her hands, to inspect the tiny bubble of blood that swells atop her fingerprint. Martha clicks her tongue and digs through the medicine cabinet for a box of bandages, tearing away the paper and wrapping it delicately around the finger. She kisses her own fingers before pressing them gently over the Mickey Mouse pattern.
"All better, yeah?"
"I’m sorry."
"It was an accident, Beatrice. I don’t care about the plate, I care about you. What’s important is that you are okay, alright?" Martha brushes a hand over Beatrice’s forehead, tucks a stray hair behind her ear, strokes her hair tenderly. "You don’t have to clean up the mess, I can get it."
"It’s okay, I can do it." She allows Martha to help her off the counter and accepts the hug she’s offered. Martha squeezes her firmly, rubs up and down her back and presses a consolatory palm between her shoulder blades. She smells like fresh coffee and raw flour and warm vanilla. Beatrice finds she quite likes the way Martha wraps around her, warm and safe and strong.
"Are you sure? I can make Shannon do it, she deserves it for how she was talking to you earlier." Martha’s smile is crooked when she squeezes Beatrice’s shoulders and Beatrice releases a soft chuckle.
"I deserved it. I was being cruel."
"So was she. She still shouldn’t talk to you like that."
"I should not have spoken to her as I did either. I was being unfair to her."
"You, Beatrice, are far too old for your age. Maybe try to be a little more childish. Allow yourself to squabble with Shannon, maybe call her a mean name or something every once in a while. It’ll be good for you, honey."
"I don’t think calling Shannon derogatory names would be very facilitative in the development of our relationship." Beatrice nods curtly.
"Derogatory? Facilitative? Beatrice, you’re ten. Use ten-year-old words. Go call her a stupid head or something." Martha laughs and motions for her to leave.
"I appreciate that, Mrs. Masters. I will, however, do no such thing." Beatrice smiles politely before departing, returning to the kitchen to find her mess cleared away and the last of the dishes put away. Shannon’s sat on the kitchen island tossing chocolate chips in the air and catching them in her mouth, swinging her feet and swaying along to the radio she’s turned on.
"’Sup." She nods and tosses a chocolate chip at Beatrice’s head. Beatrice glares at her, glances pointedly between where she’d left the shattered plate and where Shannon is sat. "Yeah, I wasn’t going to let you clean that up, stupid. You cut yourself and like, cried because you broke a cheap plate."
"I said I would clean it up."
"Actually," Shannon slides off the counter and saunters over to Beatrice, bouncing another chocolate chip off her nose before continuing. "The only thing you said was I’m sorry about a half billion times. You said nothing about cleaning it up."
"But I broke it." Beatrice takes a step back to swing her arm out petulantly. "I broke it so I should clean it up."
"Or I could clean it up because you hurt yourself." She flicks the bandage on Beatrice’s finger to emphasize her point, Beatrice frowns and jerks her hand away. Shannon winks and sticks her tongue out, skipping past her and back down the hallway. She pauses at the end of the hall and calls over her shoulder. "You’re welcome! I love you!"
Beatrice clenches her jaw and fights the urge to stick her tongue out at her, she wants to take her by the shoulders and shake her until she apologizes.
She sighs deeply instead and follows Shannon up the stairs.
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lokideservesahug · 8 days
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Bound to falling in love
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Mick Schumacher x reader Soulmate AU
Warnings: None that I can see?
Notes: Unsurprisingly this won the vote. But I hope you like it :)
Summary: Mick Schumacher has been extremelyprivate with how soulmark his whole life. But what happens when the interest does ehat its best at, snooping. Well Mick Schumacher might just finally meet the celebrity that he doesn't at all have a tiny crush on...
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Yourusername: WE ARE SO BACK BABY!!🖤🖤 Mercedes CCH 2024 Incoming (I'm delusional)
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User1: I knew Y/N was an F1 girlie but I didn't know she was a Mercedes girl🤔
↳Yourusername: Have been for ever🖤
User2: Y/N is like me fr eith that caption
↳User3: Fr though😭 Like wdym 2nd place in sprint doesn't mean Lewis will get his 8th!?
↳Yourusername: Maybe he performed so well just to improve his ex-husband
↳User4: LMAO Poor Nico
Lewishamilton: Glad to see your support lies in the right place💪
↳Yourusername: OH my gosh. Sir Lewis Hamilton. It is an honour to speak to you
↳Lewishamilton: Maybe you should come to the Mercedes garage some time. I think certain people would love your company👀
↳User5: I think he just killed Y/N
↳User6: Wa she talking about himself or someone else. George perhaps? I'M so nosy!!!
↳User7: Well Mick is in the likes so that's where my money is...
↳User8: Sure grandma, the mkst soul ate obsessed obsessed In existence is caught up over Y/N...
↳User7: I mean it is Y/N Y/L/N
↳User8: True...
User9: Mick being in the likes👀
↳User10: Meh even if he does have a thing for Y/N, he'll still stick to his soulmate like he has done for decades.
↳User11: Hear me out, Y/N is his soulmate...
↳User10: Girl actualy shut up
↳User11: Just look at that twitter thread
↳User10: Hmmm interesting. It looks like it could be possible but the chances are 0.001% of it being her. Just because one user recognised it doesn't mean it's her
User12: Is anyone else really confused by all this talk of the twitter thread and that "one reply"
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↳User13: basically people are trying to find out who Mick's soulmate is and currently people think it's Y/N
↳User12: OH... how random
↳User13: Yeah but tell me they wouldn't make the perfect couple...
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↳User14: Y/N liking this comment + its replies twice is wild and shows she's as curious as us...
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Yourusername: This guy wouldn't leave me alone in Italy. He says he's in the family business of driving cars or smt
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User1: NO WAY.... DOES THIS MEAN WHAT I THINK IT DOES
↳User2: Girl probably? Hopefully? Idk?
User3: We don't need confirmation now...but also we so do!!!
User4: Awww they really are perfect for each other!🥺🥰
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Lewishamilton: Glad you two finally found the time to go on a proper date rather than letting Mick ogle you all day!
↳Mickschumacher: Thanks for that man...
↳Yourusername: Aww Micky, you stare at me all the time?
↳Mickschumacher: How can I not Schatz, you're the most gorgeous person in the whole world❤❤❤
↳Estabanocon: How sweet 🤢
↳Mickschumacher: Aww just let me be in love this once.
User5: Ugh he's so bf coded
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↳User6: I SEE YOU LURKING Y/N
User7: did you guys see Mick say love? Ooh is this a new word added to the equation or....
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(My darling, my soulmate. Finally all mine to love)
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crazyintheeast · 5 months
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Ok listen. Avatrice AU where Beatrice friends hire an escort for her so she can get over her ex and Bea is reluctant but goes for it only it turns out that Ava wasn't the escort she was supposed to meet. She was just super friendly and horny
And next morning Ava is just baffled as to why the girl she picked up last night is giving her $1000. Did she accidentally become a sugar baby? Meanwhile Beatrice is also baffled as to why the stunningly beautiful escort her friends arranged for her is sticking around and wants to go get breakfast.
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boobo13cambridge · 1 year
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Send That Picture Promise I'm A Keep It | Kylian Mbappé
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Pairing: Kylian Mbappé x f.Reader
Warnings: Fluff, sexting, masturbation (m.)
Summary: What’s it like texting when your husband is a really busy athlete? 
A/N: Hello, everyone! I’ve been trying to finish up all my old requests before I get to the new ones. I was actually supposed to post this May 5th, and its now June, oops. I’ve seen all your prompts for the new Kylian smut, and I love all your ideas. I’ll try my best to get them done because for once I have nothing to this summer except find a job, lmao. I swear having a job ready for when you graduate is not easy at all. Uni should’ve prepared us better for the post-grad life. Anyways, as always don’t forget to like, comment, and repost! Enjoy, lovelies ❣️
Kylian: bébé 
Kylian: bébééé
Kylian: bééébééé
Kylian: béééébéééééééééé
Kylian: Arrête de m’ignorer 😢 (stop ignoring me)
Kylian: jte veux  (i want you)
Kylian: j besoins de toi (i need you)
Kylian: envoie t seins (send your tits)
The incessant buzzing of your phone that was conveniently located in your back pocket was proving to bea major distraction as you were trying your best to follow what your boss was trying to say. You knew who it was without even having to look, the culprit - a certain brown-eyed professional athlete who was called away on international duty. 
While you wished you could be there to cheer him on as France played against Gibraltar in Faro, you were unfortunately tied up at work as you had to deal with an important client. As a divorce lawyer, you were constantly surprised to learn just how selfish and idiotic some people could be. You’d think a firefighter would be too busy trying to save people to have two mistress with three children each. Alas, humanity never failed to disappoint. To add fuel to the fire, this particular client absolutely refused to comprise on anything and insisted that he still loved his wife despite being a piece of shit.
Seeing all these cases, you were grateful that Kylian wasn't like that. To be honest, in the beginning of your relationship, you were very self-conscious as footballers were known to be cheaters. A few people (who were no longer in your life) warned you that your husband would inevitably turn out like most people in his profession and leave you for a model. Kylian, on the other hand,  turned out to be nothing like that. He was consistently loving, truthful, and patient with you. The media's attempts to tear your relationship apart still pained you deeply, especially the heartbroken look in Kylian's eyes as you shouted at him, accusing him without even giving him a chance to explain.
But returning to the present, your boss finally released you from the conversation as her secretary reminded her that her husband was waiting on the line. Your boss, an intimidating woman whom you respected greatly, was the only one who hired you straight after graduation, despite most law firms turning you away. You suspected they viewed you as nothing more than a trophy wife destined to retire after having a few kids. Céleste Beauregard was the only one who gave you a chance, and for that you would be eternally grateful.
Walking back to your desk, you pull out your phone and look at the messages Kylian send you. Letting out a snort at his antics, you reply.
You: t’a pas un match à jouer toi?  (don’t you have a match to play?)
Kylian: c koi le rapport bb??    (what’s the correlation baby??)
You: tu c ke chui au travail kyky  (you know I’m at work kyky)
Kylian: allez bb juste une photo 🥺 (cmon baby its just one picture)
You: ds t rêve (in your dreams)
Kylian: fais pas ca (don’t do this)
Kylian: arrête de faire ta difficile (stop being so difficult)
You: t un gros pervert Mbappé 🤢 (you’re a big pervert Mbappé)
You: j d’autres choses à faire ds la vie ke de t’envoyer d pics de mes seins              franchement  (I have better things to do than send you pics of my tits seriously)
You: t’a pas déjà d pics? (don’t you already have some?)
Kylian: j’en veux d fresh svp (I need new ones pls)
You: tu m’énerve (you’re annoying)
In moments like these, you couldn't help but appreciate having a private office with tinted glass. Glancing around cautiously to ensure no one was present, you carefully unbuttoned your dress shirt, unveiling a seductive, lacy red push-up bra. With one hand, you delicately squeezed your breasts together, your cheeks flushed crimson as you quickly snap a picture and send it to him. 
Buttoning your shirt, you feel a mixture of excitement and anticipation, as you nervously bit your lip, holding your breath as you observed the three blinking dots in your message thread. You couldn't help but giggle at doing something so risky at your workplace.
Kylian: putain bb chui bandé 🤤 (fuck bb i’m hard) 
Kylian: si tt là ça serait parti en branlette espagnole 😏 (if you were here I would’ve fucked your tits)
You: t dégeulasse 🙄 (youre disgusting)
Kylian: tu m’aimes pareille ❤️ (you love me tho)
You: vrm pas  (not really)
You: envoie moi t seins toi (you send me your tits)
Kylian: jpeux tenvoyer qq chose de mieux 😘 (i’ll send you something better)
Your heart raced with anticipation, a symphony of palpitations echoing in your chest, as you waited impatiently for your husband to send you a picture of himself.
As the picture popped up, you felt liquid heat pool in your panties as your breathing deepened looking at the nude Kylian had sent you. 
The dim lights showed his hand wrapped firmly around his throbbing cock. Your gaze was fixated on the engorged head of his member, a vibrant hue of crimson, as a drop of precum bubbled on top. You could feel yourself throbbing as you feasted on the photo. Waves of pleasure surged through your core, causing your body to pulse with an insatiable hunger.
You: merde kyky ta pas le droit de m’envoyer sa quand tu c ke jpeux rien   faire (shit kyky you can’t just send me this when you know i cant do anything about it)
Kylian: enjoy bb 😘
You: ??
You looked at his message confused, not really sure what he meant. A few minutes later, he sends you a video that ignited a blush so intense it flushed the very roots of your hair.
In the video, he moved with tantalizing slowness, his strong, veiny arms caressing his length with deliberate, seductive strokes. Each movement of his arm drove your senses ablaze. The air around you thickened with the sound of his sinful moans, weaving a symphony of pleasure that sent shivers down your spine.
Your eyes were fixated on the mesmerizing sight, unable to tear themselves away from the erotic scene playing on your small screen. Your breath hitched as he swiped a bead of precum, his fingers glistening with the essence of his desire. 
It was when a primal groan escaped his soft, pink lips with the sound of your name on the tip of his tongue that sent a blast of ecstasy through your body, electrifying every nerve ending with longing.
Unable to contain the building heat within you, you instinctively pressed your thighs together, seeking relief from the persistent throbbing that radiated from your slick core. 
The video was two minutes long, and you were burning up so fast. As you continued to watch the captivating video, your senses became heightened, every nuance and detail etching itself into your memory. The sheer eroticism of the scene, the raw sensuality exuding from his every movement, unleashed a whirlwind of desire within you.
With every gasp and moan that escaped his lips, you felt the reverberations deep within your core. His sinful utterance of your name was like a symphony of passion, intertwining with the symphony of your racing heart. 
As his fingers swept across his velvety skin, spreading the intoxicating precum, the ache between your thighs intensified. The throbbing in your core demanded attention, aching for release. The tension built, and with every second, you grew closer to the precipice of ecstasy.
It was almost a bittersweet torment, because as much as the video set aflame your desire for him, it also intensified the ache of longing for his physical presence. With a final, lingering stroke, the video came to an end, leaving you breathless and craving more. 
You: t vrm cruel kyky (you’re so cruel kyky)
Kylian: 😘😘 mmmhhh jte vois samedi? (mmmhhh see you saturday?)
You: non, viens mtn 🥺  (no, come now)
You: jte veux trop (i need you too much)
Kylian: hahah, tu c ke jpp princesse (hahah you know i can't princess)
Kylian: mais jvai marquer un but pour toi bb (but i’ll score a goal for you bb)
You: t mieux ❤️ 🙄 (you better)
You: jtm booboo ❤️ (ily booboo)
Kylian: jtm fort mon coeur ❤️ (ily so much my heart)
You: tu veux que je t’amène qq chose bb? Je c ke tu vas rester à l'hôtel avant le match au stade (do you want me to bring you something bb? I know you’re staying at a hotel before game at the stadium?)
Kylian: ouii, t seins 🤤 (yess, your boobs)
You: ugh bye 🙄
Your playful exasperation was evident as you bid farewell to the teasing suggestion. The exchange left a lingering sense of anticipation and passion in the air, as you both were eagerly waiting to see each other again. The thought of being in his arms, of holding him and kissing him, made you long for him so bad. Looking at the time, you quickly packed your stuff and rushed home, excited to be with him.
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omegabenaeart · 1 year
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I've seen so many Modern AU things that I decided to take a crack at it 🤷
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Also, bonus baby under cut
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