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*SLAMS OPEN THE DOOR*

TALK TO ME ABOUT THE GREEN CREEK BOYS

God GOD I am head over HEELS for these books!!! I'm taking a break before Heartsong, but I've been rereading parts of Wolfsong and Ravensong, and I love this pack so much ;u;

and TJ KLUNE. NEW FAVOURITE AUTHOR OKAY

EJ. I WOULD LOVE TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT THE BOYS ARE YOU KIDDING?!?!????

i LOVED heart song soooooo much omg you’re going to love it tell me ALL your thoughts bc… wow. i need someone to talk to about that book it’s perfection

well i mean, just the whole series is perfection really. like ravensong?!?! gordo and mark and my little blorbos and that whole book was just so delicious, i’ve read it 3 times since it got republished bc it’s just. so good. and the cover?!?! it’s gorgeous sigh

and of course wolfsong…. sweet baby ox… everything about their pack just makes me love them more and more they all deserve the world.

tj klunes writing is so effortlessly heart-wrenching and lovely all at once he’s by FAR my fav author at the moment. not only this series but house on the cerulean sea ? chefs kiss. waiting so mega impatiently to brothersong to republish

@/alessia.trunfio on insta makes some AMAZING art for the green creek series but if you venture that far tread carefully bc there’s a few “spoilers” (illustrated scenes) on there for heart song & brothersong

#mark and gordo and carter and kelly and joe and ox they’re all my little grown men blorbos #i’m so excited that other people are as insane about this series as i am #i’ve been trying to explain it to people who refuse to read it agsjkfksg #that mission has been unsuccessful #BUT YOU GET IT #ej #green creek series

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The Bennett boys from the beginning of Wolfsong to the end of Brothersong by TJ Klune

#reblogging this again bc look at them

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making up for lost time

green creek series: mark bennett/gordo livingstone, rated M.

The wolf may have been contained, but that didn’t make him any less feral, and his gums itch, teeth longer and sharper in his mouth. Gordo knows. He’s watching his mouth, his lips, the glimpse of fang as he parts them, breathing heavily. “I want all of you. Even this.” - Set after ravensong, in the gap between books. Mark and Gordo make up for lost time.

look I blame @lvllns for this, I've had sad werewolf brainrot for the last week. i'm taking a break before heartsong.

#ej….. you beautiful human #i have being going absolutely insane about the green creek boys for MONTHS #and i check into ao3 and see THIS????? #MARK AND GORDO????? #you’ve fed a brain rot in my noggin that i fear will never let up #those idiots are my most favoritest idiots #picking at scraps to find gordo & mark fics this… #you’re my hero agsjlfksh #green creek series

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i know i haven't posted in... eons BUT this quiz was too fun to pass up. thanks for the tag dr romi <3

tagging @angelnoodlesoup and anyone else who wants to play :)

hey guys there's this really cute personality quiz here and i think it'd be a fun chain game :)

@kadethecat @biocrafthero @littlest-bugz @the-hydra-sys @anyone else who sees this!!

#i do fear this is accurate to the Current Bubbles #in my pessimistic era

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The Bennett boys from the beginning of Wolfsong to the end of Brothersong by TJ Klune

#my little weensie babies oh how they changed #in my feelings #i know i have been entirely absent on here for like months #and this is Not redacted related content #but #been rereading the green creek series and i just #yea #sigh

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ooo if you’re still doing scene soundtracks maybe hiking with Hux? or on the angstier side, the first hug between elliott and sunshine after everything that’s happened hehe

OOOOOOOOOOOH LOVE

okay here's BOTH XD

Hiking with Huxkey [it's giving chill vibey folk so-]

First hug between Elliot & Sunshine after all this sHIT- [i used to think this would be a big moment but no - it's quiet relief and silent tears so here's an in between that builds and captures those both perfectly imo]

^not to brag but I think this one is perfect

#D: such perfecttttt choices omg #the beginning of swallowed in the sea is the exact energy i’m-

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hi romi!!! i hope you are doing well :3 for the prompt asks could you maybe do david/angel with the prompt “i…i think i need a hug” from the hurt/comfort list?? of course no pressure at all!! i’m always excited to see all the wonderful things you come up with no matter what!

Thanks for your requests, @belovedbow and @angel-bubbles ! As soon as I saw these come in, I started thinking about possibilities to combine them because I think your prompts compliment each other very well. Hope you enjoy!

Rating: T ; WC: ~2.7K; Prompts: David/Angel, “i…i think i need a hug”, “I’m not afraid of you,” first fight

Read the oneshot on AO3!

#hehehehe WOOOOOOO #romi i love all your work always #you never cease to amaze #angel being the strong independent alpha mate they are #hehe i love them and the way they’ve grown together #you did such a good job at showing the early struggles they most definitely faced #and doing it tastefully #so thank you <3 #will cherish for forever #redacted audio

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Balancing Act: A Redactedverse Fanfic (18/18, Complete!)

READ THE EIGHTEENTH AND FINAL CHAPTER OF BALANCING ACT ON AO3 HERE!

The day of the Pack Anniversary Party is here! As the party winds down, David, Angel, Asher, Babe, Milo, Sweetheart, Darling, and Sam enjoy the dying embers of an intimate post-party bonfire. Together, the eight pack members reflect on the effects of the Exchange Ritual, the crazy experiences they had while their powers were swapped, and the love between them all.

As requested, I'm tagging @starlitangels, @shellssstuff, @ephxmerrxl, @thegoldenlittlerose, and @halscafe in updates to this story. I'll also tag people who generously let me use their headcanons in this story: @claracatlady, @pinksparkl, @floofdeloop, @frenchiefitzhere, @gwenifred, @palilious, @itsdaifuku, and @pycth. Again, thank you!

I also want to extend a huge thank you to anyone who read, commented on, kudoed, reblogged, bookmarked, or liked this story. It all means the world to me. I cherish every single interaction from readers for any story. Always have, always will. Balancing Act holds a special place in my heart for many reasons, including the long time (nearly a year!) it took to draft/post this fic, the length (~75K!), and the fact that I lost my father while posting this fic. Suffice it to say, David's flashback memory of Gabe in the last chapter took on new meaning for me. Anyway, I am so exceedingly grateful to anyone who allowed me to share this labor of love with you. It's my pleasure and privilege to be able to share work with the fandom. When kind people choose to leave feedback, it's truly an amazing act of kindness and connection. Thank you.

Interested in learning more about Balancing Act, my Redactedverse power swap fic? Check out this post. Or, just watch my blog, because I'm surely going to be reblogging/promoting this one for a while.

#this fic has such a special place in my heart #everything about it has been so wonderful #and omg this last chapter #cry #i love pack feels and pack bonding #and the little moments between angel and david of COURSE #also.... the gold engagement ring was so personal 2 me and i will be thinking about that for ever and ever #such wonderful work by romi #as always #thank you for sharing your talents with us <3 #forever thankful for you and your wonderful writing

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i want you all to know that even though i don’t poke around on here like i used to i am still checking ao3 every single day afshfjksshf

#been rereading fics at an insane rate #it’s my bedtime routine #i just want joy and joy at this moment in time is through damien/huxley fics #and the catalogue is slim #i mean of COURSE david/angel fics too #bc i am a loyal david enjoyer #but damien and huxley are just so #it’s the epitome of grumpy/sunshine we all know how i feel about grumpy/sunshine #also domini’s david/hux fics bro #grumpy mf sunshine #me rambling :)

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scriptwriter by day, ao3 writer by night

#hehehehe i <3 comicy art #so pleasing to my eyeballs #the waking up in a cold sweat with the solution to a plot hole #it’s so real #love love

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summit spoilers below (? kind of not rlly tho)

PARDON ME??????? HEY????? WHAT IS GOING ON?????

everything i expected to happen didn’t and everything i didn’t expect did

and also just literally What is porter doing bc i can NOT decide a sprinkle of his intentions not even for a second and i just cannot comprehend how erik thought of any of this

#thoughts and feelings about the summit #redacted audio

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add if youre right or left handed too ig. this is for science

#counterclockwise #right handed #it feels fine clockwise i just… why would i #it’s not in the groove

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happy birthday bubbles!! 🥳🥳 have a beautiful day today <33

ahhh!!! thank you sm clover <3<3 you’re the sweetest :)

#hehe birthday bubbles

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wip snippet :3

MINORS DNI this is relatively tame but the actual chapter is filth so watch out

this from the new chapter of nine to five that i just finished drafting ^_^

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“If you don’t let me finish this paperwork, we’re never going to get out of here,” he says, not that it deterred them.

They push the collar of his shirt aside to give themself more access. Leaving hickeys was always easier in spots that they didn’t have to cover up. Just because Aaron couldn’t walk into the office as the Director of Accounting with a neck full of bruises like some horny teenager, didn’t mean it stopped them from giving him any at all. 

His moans were their reward for leaving their mark on him, until he says, “I just have to get this done and then we can go.” They ignore him, running their hands over his shoulders and leaving sloppy kisses. 

He groans their name. While they know he means it as a way to get them to stop, they take it as encouragement to keep going even harder. 

They only stop when he yanks their hair, forcing them away from him with a gasp.

“Does my brat need a distraction or can they fucking behave themself?”

#OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO #aaron <3 #what a man what a man what a mighty good man #no thoughts just insanity #very excited for this >:3 #redacted audio

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david vid in honor of mine and sophie’s bdays thanks erik <3

#mine is on monday #sophie’s was on wednesday #perfectly in the middle? #it’s for us #redacted asmr #redacted audio

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I Don't Know You - 5

The David/Huxley amnesia story continues! Read from the start on ao3.

tags: angst, amnesia, married, longing, hurt/comfort, explicit sexy memories... look how early that cut line is...

I Don't Know You - 5

“Sunflower,” that deep voice whispered close to his ear.

Huxley panted, chest down and legs bent under him, that heavy body molded to his from behind, buried inside of him. Hands slowly pushed his arms up, over his head, stretching and pinning him.

“Are you okay?” that deep voice asked, mouth close to his ear and body against his, waiting. He had him thoroughly pinned, but he was still checking, still waiting.

Huxley groaned. He felt so thoroughly fucked already that this couldn’t have been their first round. He was already shaking but turned his head to smile back at his husband. “So okay. You feel so good. Move?”

David growled low in his chest, the vibration shuddering through Huxley and making him moan. “You’re so beautiful,” he said against the back of Huxley’s shoulder, hips moving in slow, relentless thrusts. “I love you.”

Huxley woke with a start. His breath came fast, his skin tacky with sweat, and his dick painfully hard. Fuck. Fuck! That dream. Not a dream, he realized. He knew it wasn’t. That had happened. In this bed.

He swallowed back a groan and rolled out of bed, taking a few more deep breaths. It was still night and his head still hurt, but it was a low thrum now.

Before he could lose his nerve, he walked out of the room and down the hall. He wasn’t sure what his plan was. He’d probably get to the end of the hall, see David asleep on the couch, and turn back.

But that wasn’t what happened, because David heard him coming. “Hux?” David asked, voice gravelly from sleep and full of worry—of care. He hadn’t called him Sunflower much since that night and Huxley knew it was because he didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

He remembered the way his breathing sounded in his dream, rasping and deep, grinding out of his chest in growls as he pumped into his body.

His skin felt raw.

He gravitated closer, stepping around the coffee table.

David threw the blanket off and sat up. “Are you okay?”

Huxley shivered, remembering the press of him against his back, his mouth close to his ear, panting but still taking that careful second to ask, “Are you okay?” He reached out and David reached back automatically, grabbing his arm.

“Huxley?”

“I want to remember you,” Huxley confessed in the dark, throat tight around his voice because admitting it hurt like the echo of something so much bigger. He pushed forward slowly, not sure if he’d be rejected but seeking more contact. David’s hand found his hip in the dark, guiding him. His knees pressed into the couch on either side of David’s thighs, straddling his lap. His hands touched bare chest, feeling David’s heart under his palm. Huxley dragged a breath, trying to explain, trying not to say everything was okay and hide. “I feel…lonely? Like, I had something and I lost it but I don’t remember what it was… I don’t remember you and it hurts.”

David squeezed his thigh, his other hand sliding up to his side. “You didn’t lose anything, Sunflower. I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere,” he promised, head tipped back to look up at him. His eyes almost gleamed in the dark, a glimmer of yellow.

Huxley lifted a hand to touch his face but hesitated. Should he ask first? He was already straddling his lap. He should have asked. He was all up in David’s space…

David never took his eyes off him, turning his face just enough to bring Huxley’s fingertips into contact with his cheekbone.

Huxley sighed, tracing gently, looking for some spark of memory. Everything was vaguely familiar but just out of his reach. “What if I don’t ever remember?”

David swallowed and even in the dark Huxley could see the pain that idea caused him. “Then we’ll start over.”

Huxley exhaled, surprised by the relief that rushed through him, making him shake. David’s arm curled up his back, like he was ready to hold him up. No one had ever touched him like that. Huxley was always the strong one, definitely not someone who could be held upright if he passed out. “Can…Can I kiss you?” he asked, looking at David’s mouth. There was always something familiar about him, like the memories were all right there under the surface.

David sighed. “You don’t ever have to ask that.”

Huxley wondered if he had asked it the first time. Who had made the first move? Had he kissed David or had David kissed him? What about their first time? What were they like in bed together? Three years. They had been together for three years, but he didn’t have any of it, not really. He swallowed down that rising grief, focusing on that achingly familiar contact of David’s skin and the patience in those shifter eyes. Huxley leaned in and kissed him. It was a nervous press of lips at first, awkward in its uncertainty, but he instantly felt like he needed more—like he couldn’t get enough. The kiss grew, coordinated like they’d done it a million times. They probably had.

They pressed against each other and Huxley felt light-headed. There was a rumble in David’s chest that rolled right through his own. Without thinking, he slid forward to sit in David’s lap, to get closer, to seek more contact.

It surprised him, because he was usually so much more conscientious of his size. He was a big man. He tried to push up onto his knees again almost as soon as he sat, mumbling a breathy apology.

David grumbled, hand on his ass to keep him where he was. “Why?”

“I…” Huxley huffed a thin laugh. “I don’t want to crush you, dude…”

David looked confused and then he was grinning. “You can’t crush me, Sunflower, but you’re welcome to try.”

Huxley moaned. “Fuck…”

David gently pulled him back down into his lap. Huxley swallowed hard when his erection pressed between them. Heat burned his face, and he was grateful for the dark but worried those shifter eyes were seeing him clearly all the same. David could definitely feel him. He shook, mind racing. Was David going to think he’d only come out there and said all of this because he was horny?

Huxley groaned and shook his head, getting up off his lap and the couch. Tears pricked his eyes. It was confusing and a lot. He wanted to stay close. He ached in ways that had so much more to do with his core than his body. “I’m sorry. That’s not why I… I wasn’t just… Fuck…”

David had let him get up but hadn’t completely removed his hands from him. “It’s okay. You’re okay.”

Huxley closed his eyes, dropping his chin to his chest and just trying to be okay. He realized David had put his hand in his, because Huxley was squeezing it. David’s other hand was rubbing the side of his thigh, his head still tipped up to look at him in the dark living room. There was no rush. No pressure. Just them, like they had done this before—like this man understood him and how he was feeling even without being told. After a minute, Huxley dragged a deep breath. “I meant what I said. I wasn’t just trying to jump you or anything…”

David sighed, brow creasing. “Oh, babe, I know.” He squeezed his hand, urging Huxley to meet his gaze. “Sex with you was never just sex.” He smiled a little. “I don’t think you’ve ever come onto anyone you didn’t have feelings for. That’s just not who you are.”

Huxley shivered, both relieved and blown away to have someone he couldn’t remember from more than a day ago knowing parts of him he had never known how to articulate. “I feel lost,” he whispered, scared.

David’s smile vanished, that crease in his brow back. He stood up. There was no space but he did, body flush against Huxley’s, one big hand against the side of his neck, his thumb against his jaw. Those yellow eyes stared right back at him. “You are not lost. I would never lose you.”

Huxley sighed, leaning forward until his forehead touched David’s, closing his eyes. They stood like that for a while, holding each other.

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David felt a level of relief he hadn’t expected to feel until Huxley got his memories back. But they were talking, communicating, and touching. Huxley missed him, even if he didn’t remember why, and that was worth everything. He was telling him the things that were scaring him, trusting him to hear it and help him.

“Can I put you back in bed, Sunflower?” David asked. He was supposed to be resting, after all.

Huxley nodded, turning and already trying to figure out how to maneuver around the coffee table to get back to the hall. David took that opportunity to scoop him up from the side. The earth elemental gasped, grabbing hold of his shoulders in a bid not to fall—like there was any universe where David would drop him.

David smirked in the dark at how his heartbeat quickened and his breath caught, a smile on his words when he said, “Holy shit, dude…” Hux hadn’t been used to this when they first got together. He was used to being careful with his size. It had taken some time for him to realize that was not an issue for shifters. Although, to be fair, David had been just as excited and floored the first times Huxley picked him up and put him on a counter or carried him out of a room.

He walked him down the hall and back to their bedroom. How many times had he done this? How many times had he scooped his sleeping husband off the couch or carried him from the kitchen to their bed? He supposed this was the first time for Huxley now. As long as it wasn’t the last, David could live with that. He could start over. Huxley was worth that.

He was careful not to bounce him when he put him down on the bed, still worried about his concussion. Huxley blushed.

David touched his head. “How’s your head feeling? I think you’re still a couple hours off from another pain killer…”

“It’s not that bad. Really. Not like yesterday.”

David nodded, relieved. He dropped his hand and took a step back, resisting the urge to take up that spot on the floor by the bed again. He’d rather sit there all night than take the couch, but he wasn’t going to press, not after how anxious Hux had looked last night.

Huxley caught his wrist and then let go almost as quickly, blushing and scooting over a little on the bed. “Do you want to… Could we talk more?”

David could have howled. He had never imagined being so grateful just to be invited to his own bed. He nodded and settled in next to Huxley. Did he realize he’d given him his usual side? Or was that just a coincidence?

For a minute they laid there, side by side in the dark, uncomfortable and holding their breaths.

David took the leap. “Can I hold you?”

Huxley exhaled like he’d been hoping he’d ask and rolled onto his side into David’s. They settled with Huxley against his chest, his arms around him, their legs tangled under the covers.

David closed his eyes, listening to Huxley’s heartbeat and feeling his steady breathing in his arms, against his chest. He wanted to tell him how much he loved him, that he would never let him be alone, that there was nothing he could do or feel or think that would change that—but he was afraid of overwhelming him.

Huxley sighed, relaxing. “What was our first kiss like?” he whispered.

David opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling in the dark. “Just now in the living room? I’d say it was pretty good.”

Huxley smiled. David could feel it. “Not that one.”

David hummed, stroking his husband’s back. “We’d been seeing each other for a couple weeks and you got me to go to yoga with you.”

“Yeah? Did you hate it?”

“No. I mean, it wasn’t my favorite thing, but going with you was…something.”

“Have I ever talked you into going again?”

“You have, yes. But now you usually do it in the backyard.” He let his hand wander up to the back of Huxley’s neck, reveling in having contact with him again. He had missed him so much just in the past day. “Anyway… We were walking to a café after, and you asked if we were friends. I said yes, of course.” David sighed, remembering the way Huxley had deflated then. “You were really asking if we were more than friends, I just didn’t realize until you looked disappointed. I mean, obviously we were more than friends. I just did yoga with you.”

“Basically sex in public, yeah…” Huxley teased, smiling.

David snorted. “You’re joking but the way your ass looks when you arch…”

Huxley held his breath and David thought he might be blushing.

“I kissed you right there on the sidewalk,” he confessed. “I didn’t want you to doubt what we were.” He huffed to himself. “Not that that worked. A couple weeks later when we first… You were worried it was still a casual thing.”

Huxley huffed, seeming close to sleep but hanging on. “Doesn’t seem like it was a casual thing…”

David stroked the back of his neck, closing his eyes again. “No, Sunflower, it wasn’t.”

#breaking my tumblr silence to reblog this fic #omg how i have grown to absolutely love david and hux #reread the entirety of your fic of them meeting last night #and then reread this one #i just #i love them #and amnesia fics are so scrumptious #and this is just done… so beautifully #love <3 #always so excited when i get the notif that it got updated #thank you for writing them i treasure them so much it is actually isnane

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Balancing Act: A Redactedverse Fanfic (8/18)

READ CHAPTER 8 OF BALANCING ACT ON AO3 HERE!

Left no other choice, the Shaw Pack tries to resume their daily lives in hopes of striking balance to complete the Exchange Ritual so that their cores and powers will return to their rightful bodies. Darling, Babe, and Sam choose to spend the day together as Sam closes a property deal before Darling attends a meeting on the DAMN campus. Meanwhile, Asher and Milo work what is supposed to be a straightforward security gig.

As requested, I'm tagging @halscafe , @starlitangels , @ephxmerrxl , @shellssstuff , and @thegoldenlittlerose in updates of this story. Would you like to be alerted when Balancing Act is updated? Please let me know and I’ll be happy to add you to the list. 

Interested in learning more about Balancing Act, my Redactedverse power swap fic? Check out this post.

#everyone read!!!! #every time this is updated i immediately hide away to read it #whether i’m at work or in class idc i’m reading #i just… i love it so much #romi is doing excellent work everyone look at it