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mlbpotter · 3 years

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Sole Crusher and why I hated it.

Ahh, one of the most prodigious episode for Zoe-fans.

You see, we see Zoe in a car touring Paris as she came from New York. She entered a bakery to get something for her family (A.K.A Audrey) Marinette entered, and slipped on the floor, but Zoe being who she is, clever perfectionist, nimble, quick blah blah blah, whatever the directors want to show us, caught Marinette in a blink of an eye.

In irl, I think if somebody did slip, in front of me, I’d be too shocked to react in seconds. I’d be gaping, mouth open, too shocked to catch anyone.

Ahh, well, Marinette then talked to her a little, learnt how she only had one friend, made some of us feel pity for her (eh, Thomas). So, NOW THE NEXT PART REALLY GETS ME! Marinette didn’t know who this unknown Zoe girl was (could be a thief, murderer, kidnapper idk) yet she gave away her phone number, free pastries, and invited her to HER FRIEND’S CONCERT! OMG you dumass, you don’t just give away these things to unknown people!

Well, still, moving on, zoe went back to the car, and to the bourgeois hotel. She gave away the pastries to the driver saying her family preferred sour from sweet, meaning they were not exactly caring. Just showing what a bad mother Audrey is, Zoe, like Chloe tried to act all snobbish and mean to get her mother’s attention.

To keep it short, Zoe met Chloe and they had a very meaningful conversation. But the thing that bugged me the most was that what Chloe said. 'Your father exists only to do whatever you want, whenever you want.'

Huh? Forgot this, in origins pt.2? This shows that chloe actually loves her father.

Also, Chloe was shown locking Sabrina in a locker, and forcing her to do her homework.

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So how do u explain this?☝️

Chloe cares about Sabrina. Thomas really ruined Chloe's character her smh, in sole crusher.

Anyways, Chloe took Zoe to the school in a limousine, with Sabrina running behind them!

BrUh, thomas? R u serious? This is a kids show, no? You are supposed to show how to be considerate, not treating ur friend as slaves!

After some more uneccessary chloe-being-cruel moment, Chloe introduces everyone to Zoe.

She says, that Zoe needs a guy to pamper, who is preferably rich....wow, Thomas you already destroyed Adrien's friendship with Chloe, what more do u want?

When Zoe pretended to hate Marinette's macaroons, Sabrina started idiolizing her immediately. SABRINA ALSO NEEDS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!!!!!

Obviously, Chloe 'tried' to teach Zoe some mean habits, and Marinette was confused about the way she acted so differently at school.

Being Marinette, she texted Zoe about the the confusion, and obviously blamed Chloe. When Chloe found out that her sister was texting her arch-enemy Marinette, she became furious.

Zoe lied and said that she was planning to humiliate Marinette. One of the worst things about Zoe is that she tries to change her nature just to meet up the needs for others. Chloe only does that to impress her mother.

Zoe went up the blacony, and was met by Andre, Chloe's father, who tried to console her, by telling her his own dream. Ok, listen up, how come Andre is only nice to his step-daughter, in a fatherly way??? And treats Chloe like a spoilt queen?? What kind of a father u r, even though u know that's wrong? Ugh

Anyways, the part where Andre wanted to be a film director was pretty cool. Again, we get some background history about the character. And yes, he listened to Audrey, about being rich, not a film director, blah blah blah, showing again how bad of a wife Audrey is.

Then, we discovered that Zoe wanted to be an actress for no good reason, and yest, admittedly she is pretty good a hiding her emotions and 'acting'.

This is how Andre tried to cheer up Zoe, but obviously made the situation worse, as she only thought about the way Chloe, treated her, and not her mother. So yeah, She only has a grudge against Chloe, again showing how horrible and cruel Chloe could be, right?

Just because Chloe said, 'You either step on other people, or I step on you!' This is so out-of-character for, Chloe. She would never say that, I reckon this much.

And there we go, Zoe reluctantly wears the diamond shoes, and becomes akumatized by shadow moth.

So, her power was touching other people with her shoes, and she became bigger.

Sole crusher, found Chloe in her room taking selfies of herself, to shoe how vain she was and how much she admired herself. Ummm..when did Chloe have an obsession with taking her photos? Except maybe in the episode where Marc was akumatized.

Chloe caught a glimpse of Sole Crusher, on her mobile's photo.

She said, 'How come you are using my image without my authorization?' Old Chloe loved to be idolized, so out-of-character.

So, when Chole discovered that it was Zoe, she began running like she was in a marathon, which was again out of character, as she wouldn't run, it'd be too much of work for her.

I think the running was just to show how bad of a character Chloe was, as she pushed Marinette's parents and Marinette herself towards Zoe, to show how cruel, evil and selfish she really is.

Another thing, I think that the kwamis shouldn't be allowed outside the box very long, as someone might catch them, like Chloe almost did.

So, the reason Sole crusher didn't step on Marinette, was because Marinette is the main character of the show, and she just can't be in a dangerous situation (Thomas logic). It'd made a great plot if Marinette was crushed by sole crusher. It would keep the viewers on their toes.

Eh, well, To make look Chloe worse, they made her run further, and order Zoe to literally step on the 'losers'. AKA rest of Marinette's classmates. (Do students really meet each other like this irl?)

So Marinette discovered that Zoe was Sole crusher, and gave some advice.

Marinette: That's not true, you don't need to crush on anyone. The 'winner' and 'loser' thing doesn't exist. It's just people, each one with your differences and unique features. (after Chat Noir interrupted) Zoe, no one will judge you here. You can be yourself! You can trip, you can fall, there's always going to be someone to help you stand up. I will always support you!

Shadow moth manipulated Zoe again, So Chat Noir tripped sole crusher giving Marinette the chance to run away and transform in a place that no one can see (totally). Since Tikki followed Marinette, and Kaalki alerted Adrien about the akuma, they both were able to transform.

Since I am no good at writing battle scenes, I'll tell the main points. Ladybug used her lucky charm, and got a shoe horn. So basically, Chat Noir and ladybug both destroyed the heels of Zoe's shoes, but the akuma didn't come out. Chloe insulted sole crusher, and got crushed.

Chloe : Look at how you're treating ur very expensive shoes! Go back to wearing you hideous and plain sneakers.

So ladybug figured out that the Akuma must be in those sneakers Chloe mentioned.

So the team tried to find out those sneakers in Chloe's house. Ladybug saw Sabrina in the closet, yet asked her about the sneakers, and ignored her. Wow, shoe some empathy ladybug, or even Chat Noir!

They saw Andre, and he told them where the Akuma went. So basically Andre showed them the box, and was so scared of Audrey, that her had hid those directories a secret from her. Since that box was not opening, ladybug used her shoehorn to open that box thingy. Long story short, ladybug repaired everything, and gave Zoe the lucky charm, and left.

Skip to the noon, where Zoe went to the concert she was invited in, and Chloe still believed Zoe's lame story about humiliating Marinette, and was super pissed off when Zoe ate the macaroons.

So yeah, Zoe apologized about her akumatizatidon, and told her 'tragic' backstory. She didn't want to disappoint her family's expectation, so she pretended to be mean.

In her boarding school, she was being bullied, and pretended to be someone she was not.

And since er...the miraculous fandom characters are so 'different' and tried to be nice to her, which was pretty cool of them....

Chloe demanded that Zoe leave for New York, but Andre was pretty cool about it, and made a lame yet nice excuse for her, to be enrolled in anther boarding school. So she had a different room. Obviously, the creators showed how err..awesome Zoe is as she said to Andre, 'Promise me that you are not going to give up on your dreams for too long.' But Andre's dream was very irrelevant, as nothing of that sort was mentioned after that.

Zoe's new found friends helped her become a better person, and there were some ending pics of her.

Zoe's message to Marinette was pretty cheesy ngl. But if only Zoe was introduced as a character who didn't out smart her sister, I would honestly love her so much!

(If my dumb shit post doesn't get famous, I will quit. I literally worked so hard for this post, and also had to rewrite it multiple times)

#mlb #zoe lee #chloe bourgeois #sole crusher

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yamithediaperdork · 3 years

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Bug butt and Auntie Chloe (Ladybug and Cat noir)

As the end of the day bell rang at Françoise Dupont High School, Most students were eager to leave and go to whatever after school social lives they had. Most, but not all.

For one Marinette Dupain-Cheng, School was preferred to what awaited her after classes where let out. The teenaged girl/Superhero had been having a few..ok A LOT of accidents lately and her parents while trying to be understanding about it had gotten fed up once she went from not just wetting herself off and on to having a full blown 'uh-oh' accident in the seat of her panties.

She couldn't even explain what was going on, As it wasn't the result of a super villain or anything like that and a trip to the doctors had reported her in clear health. it was said doctor's belief and her parent's echoed it that it was just laziness on Marinette's part and she was faking they were accidents.

As such, if she wanted to act like a naughty toddler who refused to potty train she'd be treated like it, and she had been enrolled at a after school daycare that specialized in potty training. Furthermore her panties had been replaced with a mix of princess pull-ups and thick over night diapers, her parents making it clear they expected a solid week of no tinkles or uh-oh's in her undies if she wanted big girl panties back.

All of this was enough of a nightmare, going to school in pull-ups and trying to keep them hidden, but it only got worse as it turned out Chloe of all people worked at the daycare Marinette had been enrolled in.

the blond self proclaimed princess of Paris was totally delighted to find out Marinette was in the potty training program and made slight 'changes' to the rules regarding her training.

For one while Marinette was suppose to be in pull-ups during the day, Chloe made sure the second her little 'bug butt' as she nicknamed Marinette (Ironically she didn't know Marinette was lady bug, it was more in reference to the size and shape Marinette's bottom took when the bulky diaper was on) was thickly diapered and 'somehow' always seemed to be too busy to sit Marinette on the potty and when the inevitable happened would just cite the wet or messy diaper as proof that Marinette was just a silly big baby.

Since she was SO kind and dotting on Marinette when other adults were around and even when in private her words would say one think but her tone anther, Marinette couldn't prove she was being set up to fail.

Worse, when she tried to use the example that her pull-ups were mostly dry when she got to daycare in her parents minds that only proved she was using them by choice, only soiling herself when others would have to clean her.

So, when the final bell rung Marinette toyed with the idea of just running off and avoiding daycare as she gathered up her books and packed her book bag.

She was making a B-line to the side exit from the school when Chloe's voice rang out in the hall.

"And just where do you think YOUR going?" She asked.

Marinette turned around and gulped as Chloe made her way over, a frown on her perfect face as she for in front of Marinette and folded her arms. "Well little girl?"

The other students in the halls knew the tone Chloe was using and not eager to have her anger spill over, quickly left leaving it just the caretaker and the diaper girl in the halls.

"I was um.. Just heading..to daycare?" Marinette stammered out, a weak smile plastered on her face.

"Mhmm.. you know the most direct route is out the front entrance Little lady." Chloe said.

"O-Oh but it's..such a nice day out, I wanted to..enjoy..the outdoors and take the scenic route!" Marinette said, scrambling for a excuse.

"...You know you ARE right. it IS so nice out today." Chloe said and gave a smile that would of made Hawk moth flinch."In fact it's so nice I think you can play outside today, after we get you in your diapies."

the mental image of being outside in a t-shirt and her massive diaper, sitting in a sandbox as people walked by and laughed flashed in Marinette's mind and she turned crimson.

"N-no! please!" She yelped and then she did something else, a loud hiss heard in the empty hallway as she flooded her pull-up in fear.

Sadly it was already damp from a scare during chem lab where they had been a loud BANG and the inner thighs of her red pants started to turn dark red.

"Awww, Poor little Marinette sprung a widdle leak huh?" Chloe coo'ed, and patted the whimpering brunettes head. "it's ok, I won't make you play outside. come with auntie Chloe and we'll get you all cleaned up and safe and snug in your diapie bug butt."

with the stains growing and knowing she had no choice in the matter, a defeated Marinette just nodded her head and let 'auntie' lead her to daycare.

Thankfully for Marinette her wet pants were noticed thanks to a careful placement of a note book, at least till she got to the daycare where Chloe tugged the notebook away and whistled for the attention of all the other kids.

with the oldest kid after Marinette being five, giggles and chuckles broke out among the little guys and girls.

"Look everyone! Poor Marinette made her pull-up leak, who thinks she needs to give up on them and just wear her diapies alll the time? show of hands!" Chloe coo'ed.

out of the other 26 kids in the room, 18 hands shot up (the other 8 were too young to understand.)

"I..it's just..I didn't.." Marinette started to whined and whimper, tears building up in her eyes.

"Awww, it's okay." A little 4 year old girl said, coming up and hugging her leg. "Potty training is hard, but when ya finally get it you'll get big girl panties like me!"

the little girl moves to lift up her dress to show her Disney princess panties off but Chloe quickly stopped her.

"See Marinette? Goals!" Chloe said and smirked as she took hold of Marinette's hand and lead her towards the dreaded changing table.

"You don't have to enjoy this QUITE so much." Marinette grumbled, her bottom lip sticking out as she was still trying to fight back tears.

"Now now bug butt, be nice. I can always send a note home with you telling your parents how you tinkled in your pants in front of me on purpose~" Chloe said in a low evil voice, a warm smile on her face so any of the other workers would think that she was giving words of encouragement to the pants wetting teenager, pausing the pat the top of the changing table as she took the back pack away for the poor girl.

"You wouldn't!" Marinette gasped then groaned as she climbed up on the changing table, hands covering her face as her shoes were removed and Chloe started to undo the wet pants. "..Oh who am I kidding, you totally would."

"I'm glad we got that bit of nonsense out of the way. But I'll make you a deal bug butt. if you act like a happy little baby girl for me today, no fits, no huffing and NO attempts made at using the potty.. I'll keep your little leak allll to myself." Chloe offered as she tugged the pants off and tossed them in a hamper to be washed asap.

"..why would you want that? Do you LIKE wiping my poopie butt or something?" Marinette asked.

it wasn't a insult but more of a genuine question, and Chloe could tell and smirked.

"hey, you get your rocks off crapping and pissing yourself, don't judge me if I like reducing my rival for Adrien's affection to a big baby girl. besides whats your only other choice? end up coming to school tomorrow in one of your thick diapies? Personally I would find that hilarious but i doubt you will." Chloe said as she ripped the sides of the destroyed pull-up and tossed it into the diaper pail.

Marinette pictured it, there was NO way any of her pants would cover her diaper's, and one good breeze is all it would take to flash off her huggies in any of her dresses. Or even worse, if her Parents went total punishment mode and made her wear one of her short skirts, with the diaper peeking out!

shuddering from the mental image and the cold wipes being used to clean her up Marinette mewed softly and looked to the side.

"H-How..how do I act like a good little girl for you?" she asked in a low, defeated voice.

"you can start by calling me auntie." Chloe said, a smug look of victory on her face.

when Chloe had first been forced to come and work at the daycare as punishment for trying to drive her parents car, she had been convinced this was going to be the worst month of her life.

Thankfully the fates smiled down on her and gave her a way to amuse herself as she served her time in the front of nerdy Marinette being dropped off by her parents.

Learning the whole story it was just simply too delicious not to take advantage of and she toyed with maybe extending her time at the daycare as her punishment was due to end in a few days or offer a more 'one on one' effort to 'help' little Marinette conquer the potty.

Either way it was food for thought at a later point as she took out not just one of the stupid thick diapers the day care carried for older kids (to be fair, the diapers were thick then normal for any age range as the owner hated the thought of kids leaking on the plush carpet) but two of them, making use of a razor blade to slice slits in the first diaper. it was a trick she had been shown the first day as a way to deal with the super soakers and she thought it would be just perfect for a excuse to have her little nerd bug butt waddling more then usual.

the poor little nerd didn't even dare argue and actually to Chloe's delight, started to suck on her thumb as she watched. technically she could of let Marinette keep sucking on her thumb but there was always a better solution aka more humiliating. Setting the diapers down with the slit's cut in it and putting the razor in the locked compartment where it was kept in the table, Chloe tugged Marinette's thumb out of her mouth with one hand and reached into anther compartment and pulled out a cleaned and sterilized pacifier with the other.

"no no no little Bug butt. No sucking on your thumb. little girl's hands are covered in germs. here, suck on this instead." Chloe coo'ed, ironically though she wouldn't know it, popping a paci in Marinette's mouth that had a red and black ladybug theme on the mouth guard.

Marinette whined and looked ready to spit it out for a second, then a look of defeat washed over her again and she suckled loudly on her paci.

"That's a good girl!" Chloe coo'ed and tickled Marinette's chin, making the teenaged baby giggle and smile behind her paci.

with the big babies mouth full, it was time to finish getting that butt back in diapers, and with expert ease that comes from doing a task over and over again Marinette was powdered and double diapered.

'I think i would rather face powered up versions of every akuma villain I've ever taken down this put up with this.' Marinette grumbled, sucking loudly on the paci in her mouth as Chloe finished putting her diapers on.

"ok bug butt, time to go play, need help getting down?" Chloe asked, voice dripping with honey and clearly loving every second of this.

'laugh it up..next time your in danger I'm letting the akuma victim of the week torment you for a bit.' Marinette thought, sitting up with a bit of difficultly.

scooting on her butt and nothing she couldn't even get close to bring her knee's together she went to slide off of the changing table and land on her feet as usual, however the bulk and the difference in balance had other ideas.

She did land on her feet, for all of 3 seconds before her legs wobbled and she plopped down on her diapered butt, pacifier dropping out of her mouth as she let out a yelp more out of shock then any pain due to the ample cushioning her backside had.

"oh dear! Did baby fall and go boom?" Chloe asked, bring her hands together and putting them to the side of her face. "You poor little helpless thing~ Are you alright? do you need auntie to kiss your boo boo better?"

"I..Uh.." Marinette stammered and squirmed, then it clicked.

Chloe might of just said that last part to torment her, but since Marinette had just fallen on her BUTT..

"Y-yesh aunite Chloe. widdle Marinette fell on her bum bum and needs a kissy better!" Marinette said in a loud voice, getting attention from the whole room.

the look on Chloe's face said it all, she hadn't been expecting to have to follow up and with the whole room watching now the pressure was on.

Rolling over onto her hands and knees, Marinette stuck her padded rear out and wiggled it.

"A-auntie, a-aren't you gonna kiss it b-better wike you pwomised?" Marinette asked, putting a sad babyish tone to her voice that would make Chloe look like the meanest person ever if she didn't follow though.

Face turning crimson and gritting her teeth, Marinette tried not to giggle as Chloe replied.

"O-Of course I'll kiss it better sweetie. I made the offer after all." She said, then kissed her index and right fingers on her left hand and pressed them to the back of Marinette's diapered butt. "that better?" she asked.

"Noooo! you hafa us your lips or it doesn't work auntie!" Marinette 'whined' and wiggled her massive padded rump. "D-Don't you want it ta git better?"

"O-Of course I do," Chloe said, and slowly got down onto her knees, thinking of just how much she was gonna make this little bitch pay for this. "Auntie Chloe cares about all the little guys and girls under her care." She added, trying to stall for time.

'of all the days to wear lipstick.' she thought with a mental groan then closing her eyes and puckering her lips leaned in.

Marinette was waiting for the and as 'auntie' leaned in she pushed back and smushed her pampered bottom on Chloe's fart, while pushing with everything she had and letting out a muffled fart.

Sure there was gonna be hell to pay, but the memory of making Chloe kiss her ass and eat a fart was going to be Marinette's new favorite memory for a long, long time.

The end...for now

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izzyscott · 4 years

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the worst freind ever

When I was 19 I began smoking pot, in a bad way, and dropped out. I moved back in with my parents and a buddy moved in to. We spent that winter getting high and chilling. In February he invited a girl over named Sam. I fell in love with her, and he was dating so I figured she was mine. We texted all the time and Kyle, the guy whom moved in, said she really liked me. Sam went back to CO for college and I continued my lust and she continued hers, or so I thought.

An opportunity arose to go to CO to pick up a car and that would put me near her so I was going to visit. Kyle decided to come along for the trip. We made it to Fort Collins, CO and hung out with her. On the second day I told her my feelings and she said she like Kyle. I was like WTF, he's dating another chick. Well it turned out that didn't matter to him and they began to hook up while I was there. I left a day later and he came with.

When we got back to Atlanta, he was forced to move out by my dad for being lazy and I happened upon a job and moved out. We maintained a relationship but I was pissed at him. When my lease ran up he offered to move into a place with me and split the rent. He was living with a different girl and she was there too. I needed revenge for that shit.

I slowly fucked with their relationship, I would bring back in the trash on his days, keep the litter dirty, basically undo all of his chores to piss Kahla off. There was rising tension and they both turned to me for advice, so I gave the worst I could. I told Kyle to be himself because he didn't need her shit and it was better for him. I also told Kahla to be less supportive and with hold sex to try to get him straight.

Well, Kyle left to Bama with his friends one weekend and Kahla went up to her friends too. I found Kyles phone was left at the apartment. I began texting Kahla and saying that he was cheating on her, but from his phone. She got pissed, and her ex showed up thanks to a MySpace message I sent him from her account. They fucked and he managed to get Kyles number. He told Kyle all about how they fucked and he dumped her hard. She tried to say he cheated too and she had messages from him, but he just blew her off.

I had done it, I got her to cheat on him, him to dump her and wreck both of their lives royally. I wasn't done yet however, I had one year of college left and told Kyle I'd help him start anew in anther city if he wanted to move with me to my new job location. He agreed.

I let him live rent free until he found a job. It took him two months but he got a job in retail and started to pay a bit of rent. I begun to work towards getting him fired. I would call the complaint line and leave complaints about how he kept coming on to me while working. He eventually got fired and when he came home and told me, I kicked him out for losing his job. He couldn't find a job and begun to live on the street. Last I heard he was using meth and living in a shelter.

hoped you enjoyed another short story

#short story #likeback

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littleliv1 · 5 years

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I Was Born To Love You- Part six

Such an overwhelming amount of support for this series! I’m almost done writing it, I’m on Part 9 and I think I’ll try to end it there. Maybe one more. I have some ideas for the ending, but who knows! Thank you all so much xx

Summary: Leah goes home to a shocking surprise. Flash forward and she’s 7 months pregnant.

Warnings: death of a dog, adultry, lots of tension.

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Three weeks had passed since the party, and the next thing we knew, we were done with filming Live Aid. The guys did wonderful, but I was ready to see my little baby again. I missed Lola so much. The flight back was full of jittery guys, and and excited Lucy who never left my side. The absence of the baby daddy drove her into protective mode. She and I became very close throughout the weeks.

Once the plane landed, I drove everyone home, taking the rest of the next few days off. Bryan wanted me to get my new motherhood life situated before I came back. Two days was plenty for me. I was only about 6 weeks pregnant, so I wasn't showing yet. Austin's car was in the drive way, which was weird because he's usually at work at this hour. I opened the door, greeted by silence. Where's Lola? "Darling, I'm home," I said, setting my stuff on the coffee table. I looked in the kitchen and living room, Lola was no where to be found. I went into my bedroom to find a sleeping Austin. I smiled at the thought, but I quickly went away, I remembered what I had to do. I knocked at the door as he sprung up. "Leah," He said, getting up and wrapping himself with sheets. "You're home early," He said, not breaking eye contact.

I looked behind him to the bathroom door. Someone was in there. God this cannot be. My heart sank. I gave up. "Who's in there?" I said, defeatedly. He looked down in shame. "Shelly," He said. I threw my hands up in a I-should-have-known way. I walked out, as he chased behind me. "Dear, come back let me explain." He said. I held my forehead, looking at him. "I want a divorce. I have some lawyers in mind. Keep the house. But where is my dog?" I said, not looking at him. He looked around. "I didn't tell you?" He said. "No, you hadn't called me for an entire month. Where's my dog?" I said, angrily. "She, she died. She was struck by a car." He said, as if I should have known that. My heart was no longer in my chest. It had exploded. My baby, my life. "How could you have not told me?" I said, very quietly, crying to myself.

I left the house, getting into my car. I sat there and sobbed. I called Brian. "Hello, dear! How are you?" He said. I found a break in between sobs to tell him what happened. "I'll get you the number to a really good divorce lawyer. You'll be able to walk away with everything." He said. I shook my head. "I don't- want- everything!" I half way screamed. "I'm pregnant- with a baby- who's father- doesn't want us!" I said. "Drive to the studio. Roger and I are up here working on some stuff, we will find you a place to stay." He said. "But calm down first. Everything will be okay. Stay on the phone with me until you get here.

It took a bit, but I calmed myself down, enough to drive. "Okay, I'm on my way there." I said. I drove off.

I was there in about 15 minutes, walking in. I was a complete mess. All of the guys where there, including Lucy. They all wrapped their arms around me. As loved as I was, I had never felt more betrayed in my life. My heart ached. My dog was gone for god knows how long. The only good thing happening was my baby. I felt my face in a familiar chest. Ben's. I held onto him so tight and just let it out.

-6 months later-

I stayed with Brian and Roger for a few weeks before I found my own place. It was a very nice house. Still one story, but it had a basement, it was pretty big, a pool. And I had it all to myself. I really didn't mind living alone, it was actually kind of nice. Ben was with me all the time, helping me with the house and taking care of my crazy pregnancy needs, coming with me to the doctor appointments. The only problem being, the media thought this baby was his. The divorce was near finalized as he still hadn't signed the papers. I was 7 months pregnant. I started to enjoy the silence. But at one point or anther, I missed my girl very much. I called up Ben on this day.

"Hey, so I think I want to get a dog. Come with me to the Shelter?" I asked him. We all had Sunday's off. "Absolutely! I love dogs." He said. "Alright, I'll pick you up in about thirty minutes or so." I said, with that I started to get ready. Being pregnant in the fall is hard. I just bought these new maternity jeans, and a shirt that showed my bump. I had to say, this pregnancy was going well. The baby has been super active the entire time. But I'm sure it's a girl. I put on some comfy slip ons and left to get him.

We got to the shelter and I explained how I wanted a dog of any size. I told them about my house size, yard size and occupation. "Well, Mrs. Hardy," she said, she recognized Ben. I guess she didn’t know that wasn’t his real last name. I raised my eye brows and I was about to correct her, when she spoke again. "I have the perfect set in mind. Follow me." She said. We walked through the loud barking of dogs, once we got to a pair of border collie Siberian husky mix pups. "Two?" I said, questionably. "Well it sounds like you'll be gone a good amount, you'll want to make sure they have company so they don't get lonely. They're very smart and protective dogs," she continued, patting my belly. "And your house size sounds perfect for them." She finished. I smiled, she knew how to tug at my heart strings. "The price is around $500. But you'll be getting two-" "I'll take them!" I said eagerly. She laughed, as we filled out the paperwork.

"I'm very happy for the two of you," she said. I let it slide again. The thought wouldn't kill anyone, would it? The two beauty's came with leashes. Ben held the both of them as we buckled in. "Where to now?" He said, fighting his giggles back as the pups liked his face. "Doggie store!" I said, driving off. We got to my favorite store, 'Mulers'. It was an animal company that fought against animal cruelty. 50% of their earnings a year went to finding good homes for animals throughout California. They had organic treats, you were able to read exactly what you were feeding your dog, natural dog soaps, things if that nature. Sure it was expensive, but it was worth it. We let the pups out, and walked in. "Let's put them in the cart!" Ben said. He put them both in like little babies. One of them was black, white and silver, with a green eye and a brown eye. He was a boy. The other was all black with white around her eyes and belly. She has two bright blue eyes, but she was deaf. He looked cute with them. I couldn't help but to snap a picture with my phone. I posted on my Instagram.

"Welcome to the family! What should I name these beauties? Boy is on the left, girl on the right!"

Within minutes, comments of names emerged. I smiled at some of them, but I put my phone away. "How much do you have to spend?" He asked. "We will see. I had an extra thousand to spend from my last pay check, plus the money I'm getting from the divorce." He helped me pick out dog beds, with cages, puppy pads, little dog cloths, all things of that sorts. I had to put them in the cutest little shirts that said "Mommy's little diva" and "mommy's little prince". I held them with their backs facing out, as Ben snapped a picture himself. He posted it on his Instagram.

"Look who added to the family! @Joe_Mazello when can we start our own family?!?"

All of the young girls were a bit jealous, but I know they'll be okay. "I love them!" I said, putting them back. I picked out some dog food, a few different treats, some dishes and toys, and we were on our way. As I pulled into my drive way, I saw a lot of cars parked. My drive way was rather large, there was a spot titled "The Mother To Be". I giggled. "What's this?" I said. I took the girl pup, and Ben held the boy and we walked in. A group of balloons and confetti surprised me. I laughed at the startle. "You guys! You shouldn't have!" I said. Lucy approached me. "And who is this?" She said, holding the pup. She lost her mind when Ben walked in with the other. I laughed at her reaction to the two pups.

My closest friends threw me a baby shower. Lucy, still holding one of the pups, sat me on their make shift "Throne" (which was just a rocking chair they had gotten me), and placed a rather large crown on my head, with nipples sticking up, and she placed a sash on me that said "Soon to be mommy". I was so happy, this was so amazing. They had gotten me gift cards to places for paint, and baby stores to decorate the room whenever I decided I was ready to do that. They got me a changing table, crib, carrier, car seat, all of it was so beautiful. Lucy walked up to me, sneakily whispering in my ear. "I did a little snooping, and..." they brought out a box. I hadn't even thought about the gender, but I did really want to know. I don't even want to know how she got it.

Rami started to record. "Start!" He said. I giggled, standing up- or attempting to with the aid of Lucy- and wobbled to the box. "Before you open it, what do you think it is?" I heard Gwilym say. "Mmmm, I really think it's a girl. Every dream I've had it was a girl, so I think girl." Everyone had their bets, as it was displayed on the chalk board. Most thought it was a girl, too. I slowly cut the tape off, and opened it as different shades of blue appeared, balloons, all of it. It was a boy. I was having a boy. I started crying, happy tears. While I thought it was a girl, I felt so blessed to be carrying a little baby boy in my belly.

Lucy hugged me. "I'm so happy for you , Leah!" She said. The furniture that had already been bought was unisex, so it was up to you for decorations. As the party winded down, the guys had cleaned up, and everyone left, you held Bens hand as he started to leave. "Stay," I said. "For a little longer." He nodded. "So where's the nursery going to be?" He asked. I guided him down the hallway, the very last room. It was pretty big, had a rather large closet, and big windows. It was facing the back, though, so no one could see into his room. He smiled, walking in. "If I know your taste," He started. "The chair is going to go, here," he said pointing to an area that was surrounded you windows. I laughed, nodding, as I started to rub my belly. "And his crib will go, here, of course." He said, pointing against the wall. I smiled, nodding again, and walked in. My smile dropped. While I knew I had help by the dial of a phone, I could shake the feeling that I was alone. He could see it. He wrapped his arms around me, attempting to comfort me. "Hey, it'll be alright. This baby will be so loved, and I'm sure you'll met a man who will treat him like he was his own son. Hell, I'll teach him how to play catch. Brian can teach him how to sing-" I stopped him, pressing my lips against his. His hands held my elbows, as mine held his waist.

I pulled back, looking down. "I'm sorry," I said. He smiled. "It's alright, love. I was wondering when that was going to happen." He said. I took a deep breath, and cleared my throat. "I'm feeling a bit tired," I said. "Let me stay with you. You seem like you need a friend." Friend. Yes I needed him. But not like a friend. Something in me so wished this baby was his. I nodded. He had some cloths here from times that he and the guys got drunk and had to stay here. So he changed into what he had here, as did I, which was just a Queen t-shirt and shorts, and we both brushed our teeth. We walked into my room, boxes still packed up from the move, but I just never found the time to unpack them. My bed was across a wall of windows. It started to storm, which I liked the sound of rain when I slept, so I didn't mind. I maneuvered into the most comfortable position to sleep in, with my belly so big. Ben came up behind me, and wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my belly. It felt nice. Normal, really. He started to press kisses on my cheek and neck, which caused goose bumps to trail along my body. And we slept like that. All night.

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Guardian Angel Part 2 - Fangs

Prompt - fangs Fogarty meets a new girl who becomes his own guardian Angel Pairing - fangs Fogarty x reader Warnings - swearing, gang violence, drug dealings,

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Fangs hobbled into school the serpent's all round his locker with cheers for him. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as he got to his locker, a mix of serpent's patting him on the back for earning his stripes. Although each pat to the back sent more pain down his side. Maybe he should of listened to y/n and took the day off. His head was banging and his hearing was still muffled in one ear.

Toni must have noticed this, chasing them away saying they can all hear his story at lunch. Sweet pea and Toni stayed with him, "so are you going to tell us what happened? why your in the state your in? And where the bloody hell have you been all night?" Toni repeated her earlier questions again. Fangs rolled his eyes, he could avoid most of the the serpent's but not Toni. As they walked to their common room fangs began to tell them how the timer was wrong on the bomb, making it detonate early and the Ghoulie attack. Sweet pea was impressed by his escape and how he'd managed to pull of his task in an incredible way. The two boys looking over fangs' well dressed wounds, like a couple of kids. "so that girl?" Toni asked, Fangs was unsure what to tell them about y/n. He liked her and didn't want to scare her off so soon, not after only really just meeting her. "she patched me up gave me a lift" he said.

The morning pasted in a haze for fangs, he couldn't constraint on work or lessons. The pain he felt was getting worse now his pain relief was wearing off. When the pain wasn't blocking his mind, y/n did. He sat in the middle of English all he could think was the way her fingers traced his skin, while she bandaged up his side. About how she laughed when he said something dumb or embarrassing. The way she moved when she danced round her room and the way she'd raise her eyebrows and smirk, when she would catch him looking at her ass, like I caught you but I don't mind. Fangs was brought out of his daydream with the sound of the bell. Most of his morning the were a mix of students coming up to him, asking him what had happened. sweet pea and Toni like personal guards pushing them away.

*** You sat in math hearing whispers and rumours about fangs and what he did last night. Two girls sat behind you was telling anther student what they had been told. "I heard they got who ever did and kept him locked up all night" one said. Another laughed "no. I heard they just broke his legs and left him to crawl home" you laughed to yourself, knowing it was all lies. The bell went for next lesson you ran to your locker to swap your math books and notes for chemistry ones.

"he's here in school we need to do something about it. We can't let these serpent's think they can get away with this" you heard a voice say. Looking around your locker door curiously, you see a group of four Ghoulies stood a few lockers away from yours.

Hiding your head in the locker trying not to be noticed you listen into more of their conversation. "so what we going to about it" one says, "we get him away from his serpent friends and make sure he spends the next few weeks eating out of a tube" the first one told them. You didn't know his name only he was the Southside high leader of the Ghoulies gang. Kind of like their version of sweet pea.

You listened to more of their plan before they left for class. Shutting your locker, walking back to class you worried about fangs. You hadn't paid any attention to the lesson, trying to think of the best possible way to help fangs. Different ideas playing out in your head. you could go to fangs and tell him what you'd heard, but in doing so he would most likely tell his friends starting a fight between the serpent's and Ghoulies. Your next idea was going to the school principal telling him about the Ghoulies. Again another plan with possible harmful repercussions, if you did tell you would be labeled a grass.

The lesson went by fast a bell signaling lunch time. In the cafeteria you saw fangs with his crowd, he was joking about something a cute smile fell on his lips as his group erupted with laughter. You were about to go over to tell him. Thinking you could warn fangs and if the serpent's wanted to do something it would be out of your hands and didn't put a target on your back.

Taking a breath about to walk into the serpent's section as you called it. You see fangs wince in pain. He couldn't handle a fight in his state even if he had back up this time. Aborting your plan you leave the cafeteria quickly thinking of something else. Leaving fangs oblivious as two Ghoulies watched him. *** Fangs sat with the serpent's at lunch, he was like the man of the hour all eyes on him, each serpent hanging on his every word as he told his story again. One of the younger members came running in "sweet pea the is Ghoulies by your bike I think their doing something to it" he panted. Sweet Pea and the other serpent's all ran out to the bikes, Fangs trailing behind due to his injuries. Toni told him to stay out, but fangs wasn't in the mood to listen to her, waiting for her to go getting up to follow

He got half way through a corridor heading for the main door to the car park. Two Ghoulies stepped out in front of him. He stopped making a turn to the left, instantly regretting it knowing his path was blocked with a dead end. Behind him the two gang members was on his tail, now joined by another, closed their gap.

Not one to show fear fangs stood his ground watching the three waiting for one of them to make a move. "think your clever? Think you could get away? Well there is no running now serpent scum!" one said slowly walking forward. Fangs didn't move he tensed himself ready for a fight.

"grab him boys!" the Ghoulie said and his two friends came from behind him towards fangs. Before they could touch him, the sound of footsteps echoed the hallway "Mr Fogarty, can you come with me please"

They four students all looked at the principle stood at the end of the corridor. Again fangs didn't move or say anything not sure why he would even want to see him. Then the thought, had he found out fangs had blown up a car maybe he was about to be suspended. "now Mr Fogarty I don't have all day" the man said a bit more sterner. Fangs slowly stepped forward to follow him, one of the Ghoulies landed in as he walked past "this isn't over snake" he threatened.

Fangs reached the principle "follow me" he said, Fangs swallowed hard. His eyes fell on y/n standing not far from what would of been a blood bath if not for the unexplained intrusion. She gave him a soft smile and cheeky wink as he walked past her, making him think she must have something to do with the visit to the principals office. *** History started and you had a bad feeling when you saw the empty seat normally filled by fangs. Looking round the class you saw his two friends, both with confused worried looks on their faces. The teacher walked in "this months project will be done in pairs. I suggest you get in pairs now or I'll chose them for you" he said. With that the class came to life each person finding their friends to work with. Being the new girl you sat alone and watched the class pair up, leaving you without a partner. This didn't bother you working alone meant you knew exactly what work would be done without relying on someone else to do it and if your grade isn't as good as others you have the excuse you did it alone while others worked together, it seamed a win win for you.

15 minutes into the class and the door opened your heart jumped seeing fangs "how nice of you to join us Mr Fogarty" the teacher said. You watched fangs nod to his friends as walked to the teachers desk, a way of saying everything is okay. He then looked at you his stir made you feel uncomfortable and a little nervous. You now started to think had you made things worse for fangs, was he in trouble. The sound of the teachers voice made your thoughts stop.

"okay, I see you a reason but because your late your gonna have to partner miss y/l/n now take a seat" he told the young serpent pointing to your desk. You sank in your seat, Fangs came to your desk his eyes not leaving you until he sat in the empty seat next to you.

The history lesson continues as Mr Raye told the class what needed to be done for the project. Fangs leaned closer to to you so he can whisper "I take it I have you to thank for my 45 minute trip to the nurses office" he said raising his eyesbrows. You couldn't tell if he sounded angry or annoyed but it certainly wasn't a happy thanking tone.

"well it's was better than you going to Riverdale general, after they kicked the shit out of you" you defend yourself, pointing the tip of your pen to a Ghoulie member. Fangs laughed at your attitude "what you knew they was going to do that" he asked. You nodded "I heard them talking in the hallway before 3 period, if I told you, you'd of ended up hurt so I came up with another idea to save your ass" you sassed at him. "well thanks angel," your breath hiked as he called you by this nickname "but next, you might want to come out with a more convincing lie. I have never crashed my bike" fangs teased.

You laughed feeling better he wasn't angry at you, "well it worked didn't it, he believed me, plus I'm not a grass I wasn't going to tell him, your about to be jumped for blowing up cars" you smiled back sarcasm dripping in your voice. "you really are a guardian angel aren't you" he asked more than said. You didn't answer just smirked looking back at your work. Fangs quickly doing the same.

As the lesson ended you went to your locker to get your stuff to go home. Closing your locker you see fangs stood waiting. "so I'm thinking, this history thing do you wanna come to pops we can do it there and I could by you a thank you lunch for helping me?" he asked, his hand running down the back of his neck, the only thing showing the nerves he felt. "sounds good, what about tomorrow after school" you say casually. Although secretly you was over the moon he'd asked. "yeah see you tomorrow" he answered, quickly walking to meet his friends. *** Fangs stood outside pops, he could already see y/n sat in a booth. He laughed you hadn't noticed his bike, instead he saw her reading and jotting notes down. He walked in and sat facing her "hey" looking up smiling "I thought you was going to stand out there all day" fangs laughed she did know he was here. "sit I got you a milkshake" he couldn't help but think her smile was beautiful. "I thought I was getting the bill, you can't save my ass and pay for shakes" he joked. "oh shut up, let's get started" fangs shook his head, smiling at her bossiness getting his books out his bag.

For the next hour they ate and did their project but also laughed and joked too, Being in each other's company was so easy. Neither of them could deny the was a chemistry between them. The small looks, the light flirting.

To fangs disappointment the study date got cut short when y/n's phone rang. He could see the annoyed look on her face when she answered the caller "okay, I'll be there now, I'm just leaving pop's" her voice also expressed the the disappointment he felt. "I need to go my mother is taking me to my grandmother's, I'd completely forgotten" with that fangs helped her pack up.

He walked her to her car "so because we didn't get much done today, how about we do this again" he couldn't help but smile wanting nothing more to see her again, "yes just tell me when" he said. "I'll be away till Monday so then if your free" fangs nodded "see you Monday" he said as she got in her car. He watched from his bike as she pulled away, kick starting the engine heading home himself.

Back at the Southside he went to sweet pea trailer, inside he saw Toni and pea playing a video game. "finally were have you been?" sweet pea questioned. Fangs sat down looking at the screen watching the car race ongoing Toni winning but not by much. "at pops with y/n" he answered a smile spread on his lips as he said her name.

Toni rolled her eyes "what's the deal with her, your spending a lot of time" Toni said not looking away from the game. Fangs knew this tone in Toni, untrusting and weary, "it was homework and I got her dinner as a thank you" fangs told her laughing. "yeah well just watch yourself, we don't know anything about her" Toni said back, "you sound jealous there topaz" sweet pea said. Toni looked away "I just don't trust her" Toni defended going back to her game. For the rest of the night the 3 played different games until they fell asleep

*** You got to your Gran's and most of the family was already there. The first night it was catch up with everyone, dinner drinks everyone asking how the new house is and new school. To all you just smiled and said it fine too, the next day family business started.

Your family were the main gang in green Dale they made the serpent's and Ghoulies look like nothing but amateurs. Your family were ruthless, cut throat type of people. This weekend was a marking in honor of your father who had died last month, this being one of the main reasons you moved. Your uncle came out of retirement to keep things running but now it was time to choose a new leader to fill his spot.

Everyone expected and wanted you to take control like you had on a number of occasions with your father and uncle. You had the Brains for it, understood how things worked and how to get things and people to work in your favor. Your didn't want to lead, help occasionally yes! but not lead. You believed your older brother or cousin would be better suited for it, you wanted to live your life not be thrown into a job you spent your childhood learning, once you was going to do once you came 21.

You sat on the chair your legs hanging over one arm your back against the other. Your uncle had been trying to talk you round to taking what he called your rightful place but you still said no maybe at 21 would rethink it. The sound of your brother nick and cousin Marcus arguing stopped your conversation.

"well this is your fault if you had kept your mouth shut we wouldn't be in this mess" you heard Nick shout. "well it's your fault we're making deals with a Goddamm lawyer" Marcus shouted back as they now entered the dining room.

The pair looked at you and your uncle. Their faces filled with worry, "what happened" you uncle demanded from them. "As you know that sugar man got arrested, so we went to the bitch who took over from him. She's upped the price, so mega mouth here did what he dose best" your brother said looking waiting for Marcus to own up to the rest.

Marcus took a deep breath "she's a lawyer put us in a position we can't get out of and well she's doubled the price now" he said with his head down. You rolled your eyes, laughing to yourself, their first job in charge and they had already screwed up.

Your uncle stood up his jaw clenched "you better fix it" he said to his son though gritted teeth, before walking out. Marcus looked at you "and what are you smirking about" he snapped at you. It wasn't a secret Marcus envied you that everyone, including his own father didn't think he was good enough but couldn't stand knowing he'd messed up and you was sat there to see it all. "nothing that look on your of what the fuck am I going to do, on your face right now is satisfying enough" you mocked back. "I'll figure it out" Marcus spat back.

Your brother finally spoke once the room fell silent "what would you do if you was us y/n" he asked, ignoring the snarl he was now getting from Marcus. You wanted to help your brother, groaning you asked him what their deal was. "it's a large shipment so it's getting delivered in stages one or two creates a week for a month" he told you. "when is your payment arrangement" was your next question.

Marcus couldn't stand nick was asking you, jumped out his seat. "we don't need her plan, we've got 2 months before our business with her starts. we'll get some of the boys and go and teach her a physical lesson she won't forget" Marcus shouted thinking he was big and hard. You laughed at him "right go and do that. Then you have no shipment, no supplier and if she's in fact a lawyer you will both end up in prison" you told him smugly. Your brother groaned but gave you a sly smile knowing you had put Marcus in his place. "so as you was saying y/n what would you do" nick asked. "I'd start by telling her you didn't expect the sudden rise in price, tell her you'll agree to half them money drop one half on the last" your cut off by a loud tut from your cousin.

Ignoring him you look back at your brother, who is clearly ready to listen "during the time you have from now till the last drop, dig up as much dirty as you can on her, of she's a lawyer do it carefully and if your really smart recordings especially of her or any with her name. Chat to the delivery boy get info from them. Then on the last drop when she's expecting money send her back a message, via the delivery boy tell her your not to be fucked with. That way you have time to buy insurance so she can't send your asses to jail so easy and you have twice the the product you want without over spending" you finish.

Turning to look at Marcus "but if you wanna go with your plan then do, your the leader" you say grabbing your book and phone walking out. You had only been here a day and couldn't wait to go back home. Focus on your own life, your school work and the cute serpent who had a habit of getting into trouble.

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Dear Theo - Part 5

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The car ride back from the hospital was quiet. In the backseat, Theodore and Philip were leaning against each other, asleep. In the front, Aaron and Alexander were conversing quietly, so as not to wake the boys.

Alexander drove them back to his house, nervously pushing open the door. It was late; after the nurses had seen the shape Theo's body was in, the police were called in to take their own photos for evidence. Statements were taken and Theo hadn't stopped crying the entire time.

Immediately, they were greeted by a frantic Eliza. She pushed past Alexander to see Theo, gasping. She knelt down, embracing him. “Oh, Theodore, I’m so sorry, I can't believe…” She tried to keep her voice down, just having put all the other children to bed. She hadn't stopped hugging Theodore, but when Eliza looked up and saw the cast on Philip’s arm, she released the younger boy immediately. “Philip, what happened?!” Philip shrugged. “I broke my hand when I hit George, and when Theo went to the hospital they put me in a cast.” He said nonchalantly, as if it were no big deal.

“Eliza, darling,” Alexander touched her shoulder- she was still gaping at how calm everyone else was acting. She stood up, turning to her husband stiffly. “Aaron and I will be in my study, we need to start sorting this situation out.” He kissed her cheek briefly, before leaving. Aaron nodded to Eliza, following the other out.

“Well… Goodness, I'm just so glad all my boys are home safe,” she said, turning back to the two children. “C’mon, I doubt you two have eaten yet. There's still leftovers from dinner I could heat up, or--”

“Mom. Thank you, that would be really great.” Philip said. His undamaged hand barely brushed against Theo's, moving to intertwine their fingers. Eliza stopped and then nodded slowly, turning and heading to the kitchen. The two boys followed quietly, watching as Eliza readied their plates, mashed potatoes, cooked carrots and a pork roast soon set in front of them. “Mom, can we go eat in the living room?”

“Of course baby.” She kissed each of the boys on the forehead and watched them walk into the living room and curl up on the couch. Eliza watched as both boys pushed the food around on their plates- it seemed that even after the day’s events, neither had the stomach to eat. “I’m not letting you two sleep until you finish the food on your plates,” she called from the kitchen. The boys finally started to eat their food as they clicked on the television.

Their plates clattered together as they stacked them and Philip brought them back out to the kitchen. “Thanks mom,” he said, wrapping his arms around her in a hug, making sure to be careful of his injured hand. “It was good. We definitely needed to eat.” He kissed her cheek and disappeared back into the dark living room, illuminated only by the light from the television.

Theo’s eyes were half closed, watching Philip as he walked in. Philip sat down on the couch and pulled Theo in his arms, the blanket Theo had on his lap being tossed over the both of them. Theo cuddled into Philip, his eyes drooping closed gradually. “I love you Pip.”

Philip leaned down and kissed the top of Theo's head. “I love you too Theo.” The boys laid down on the couch, Theo in Pip’s arms. The television was on one of their favorite movies, but neither of the boys could keep their eyes open. Dealing with the hospital and police had sapped all of their energy from them.

They slept for a few hours before Theo woke up, crying out. Philip was awake immediately, shushing Theo to calm him down. Alexander and Aaron burst into the living room door minutes later. Theo was a sobbing mess, words stuttering from his mouth, making little sense. Philip held him close as sobs racked his body; Aaron watched tearfully from the doorway, knowing how he would never be able to help Theo, never be able to help him as much as Philip did.

Aaron walked to Theo and wrapped his arms around him, Theo burying his face in his father’s shoulder. “Daddy, I can't go to school there anymore,” he sobbed. “I can't do it.”

Aaron pulled Theo into him as much as he could without hurting him. “You won't have to, baby. You'll never have to go back to that school ever again. We’ll look for a new school over summer break, okay? And Eliza said she’ll homeschool you two. There's only two weeks left of school. You’ll go somewhere else to take your state exams and you'll never have to go back to that school, I promise. But you might have to see him in court as a witness. I can't promise you that you'll never see him again. I wish I could. I really wish I could. I'm so sorry I couldn't keep you safe. I love you so much Theo.”

“I love you too, daddy.” Theo brushed at the tears on his face. “I don't ever have to go to that school again?”

“Neither one of you will. I promise.”

Theo nodded his head and fell back against the couch, glancing at the tv. “Why are you still here at three am?”

Alexander stepped forward. “We've been setting up our court case. We don't know how much time he’ll get because he's fourteen, but we’re going for the maximum time he can get. We won't let him hurt you again, Theo. None of us. Not me, or your father, and definitely not Philip. Will you Pip?”

Pip shook his head. “I'd break my hand on his jaw again if it meant I could keep you safe.”

The boys were laying in the tall grass, the summer sun beaming down on them. Tomorrow, they were going to their new school. They were gonna be the new kids, and Theo was terrified. “Don't worry Theo. I'll hurt anyone who looks at you crossways. You know that.”

“I wish you wouldn't get in so many fights, Pip. I'm not worth it.”

Pip rolled onto his stomach, his face dangerously close to Theo's. Theo could feel his heart stuttering as Philip got closer. Philip's breath fanned across his face and he wanted nothing more than to kiss him. He always wanted to kiss him. He wanted to be so much more than friends with Philip. He knew they were destined to be soulmates. Did Pip feel it too?

“My job in life is to keep you safe. And if you can't handle that, then tough noogies. Because I'm never gonna stop.” He laid back in the grass.

Theo could finally take a deep breath. “What about when we get our soulmates?”

“I'm still always gonna protect you Theo. I love you. And if my soulmate can't handle that, then they're just gonna have to deal with tough noogies. Because you're my best friend. And I love you.”

“I love you too,” Theo whispered. He wanted Philip to love him in the same way he loved Philip. But soulmates were predestined by fate. There was no saying Theo and Pip would even end up being soulmates. Fate could be cruel like that.

The two laid in a comfortable silence for a while, before Philip sighed. “So… tomorrow? I’ll be with you as much as I can, our schedules should be matched pretty well.” He promised. Philip wanted to make Theodore as comfortable as possible at the new school.

“I’ll be fine Pip, you don’t gotta baby me. I mean I’m nervous, but I can handle myself.” Theo scoffed, but secretly he was happy that Philip was worried for him.

Besides, being the new kids wasn’t the only reason Theo was nervous. Deep down, he was jealous- he was jealous that Pip would have to branch out and make new friends, and leave him behind. He was scared that Philip would meet a girl and forget him. He was terrified that Pip wouldn’t reciprocate his complicated romantic feelings for him. Of course, Philip couldn’t know that. Theo couldn’t tell him either, because if he did, Philip would shut out everyone else but Theo, and it would just a mess.

“I know, but still.” Philip looked over, flashing a toothy grin. Theo couldn’t help but let on the smile that tugged at his lips, and the way Pip smiled at him made his heart twist in his chest. A light blush dusted across his features, and for a moment the emotion was too much to handle.

“Philip…” He whispered, not daring to speak any louder.

Philip stared at Theo, his dark eyes shining, the sun reflecting from his curls. “I'll always be there for you. I love you.”

Tears sprang to Theo’s eyes. “I love you too.”

Philip was immediately closer to Theo, trying to follow the sudden mood change. “Theo, what's wrong? Please talk to me.”

Theo shook his head and pawed at the dampness on his face. “Nothing. I'm just being dumb. Don't worry about me.” He pulled at the short hair on his head. “Do you think I would look good with long hair?”

“I think you're changing the subject but I think you'd look good no matter what,” Philip said, turning his head so Theo couldn't see him blushing. “You should grow it out. It'll be soft, with those waves like your mom.”

Unbeknownst to Theo, Philip had similar fears. He and Theodore were getting older, and with the prospect of new friends or significant others, he was scared that he would lose his best friend. He dreaded the day that Theo turned 16; Philip knew that Theo’s name would tattoo itself into his skin, but what if Theo didn’t have his? Philip tried to tuck that horrible thought away, instead focusing on the time he and Theo still had with each other, without the threat of anyone else breaking their bond.

Theo opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by Pip’s phone buzzing. Philip dug it out of his pocket, answering.

“Hey mom, what’s up?” He answered, a bit annoyed that he and Theo’s time was being cut short. After a few moments, he sighed. “Yeah, I’ll be right there. Love you too-- Wait, can I walk Theo home? Okay, yes ma’am-- okay-- Mom! I love you, bye.” He hung up, flopping back down with a sigh. “M’ mom said that I have to head home, she wants to make sure I have my uniform and all my supplies ready.”

Theo’s mood dampened a bit. “Oh. Alright.” He mumbled, trying to hide his disappointment. Pip caught it and reached out, touching his cheek. “Hey, look at me.” Theo complied, meeting the other’s gaze. He loved how the sun danced on his freckles, and the only word he could think was beautiful.

“I still have a whole ten more minutes with you since I’m walking you home, don’t look so sad.” Philip smiled again- that infectious grin that made Theo’s chest tighten- and Theo moved to slip his hand over Philip’s. His right hand had been a little crooked since it had healed when he had broken it, but Theo didn’t mind.

“I don’t this moment to ever end.” He said softly, not daring to break eye contact.

“Me either.”

Part Six

#Dear Theo #dear theodosia #dear theodore #theodore burr #theodosia burr #philip x theodosia #philip hamilton x theodosia burr #philip hamilton x theodore burr #philip x theodore #philip hamilton #trans theo #trans theodosia #hamilton #hamilton fiction #hamilton fic #hamilton Au #Hamilton writers #Hamilton writer

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myyellowsunflowers · 7 years

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I hate my father. I didn't grow up hating him. But for most of my memories now, it's pretty much negative, since it made up of 11 years of my life (currently 25).

When I was young, he used to dote on me, and he treated my mum's side of the family like his true family, and it was definitely reciprocated. Everyone really loved him. When Ahma had very bad wounds, as a medic, my dad cleaned her wounds every day after discharge when no other children dared to do it for ahma. This is one of the many examples of how good a man he was.

My parents met in their twenties, and there was a period of time when my paternal grandma went US (quite a long period of time actually), my dad started staying with my mum and her family. Ahma cooked everyday for him and they were all very close.

Dad was an aspiring entrepreneur. He had a joint venture, a engineering company with his best friend. My mum was an account assistant. All I could remember is that dad was hardly home and he would come home in the wee hours like 3am. He worked hard, but efforts did not pay off. He did not bring home any salary and mum was taking care of the entire family with her own pay which is v minimal. His partner even hired illegal immigrants, and we were so worried sick that one day they might get caught. Eventually my dad decided to pull out of the business venture, and he did not even get a single cent. He did not have the guts to get any money from his partner.

How did we get to stay in a private property? My mum had v good luck and won lots of lottery. So much to be able to afford a private house. However it's the first mistake. My dad did not contribute to the payment of the house, nor the numerous mercedes they changed over the years.

The problem occurred when our neighbor, Mark, approached my dad for mlm. Herbalife and nuskin. My dad was stupid enough to believe that he can make it big too. My mum bring stupidly supportive gave him lots of money when he had to buy products to hit the target. He had no customers, he had to buy the products himself to barely hit the target. And soon, my mum couldn't afford out anymore, and they started having credit card debts. And he still insisted on continue this mlm thing, and even went for many courses to 'become a better person'. These courses costs thousands of dollars as well.

After this failed mlm venture, he decided to sell chocolates. My mum quit her job to help him. I was in primary school and I helped to sell as well. Also a waste of money and time. There were simply so much debt, we sold our house to come back to our current flat we have now.

I wonder if the flat is cursed. The previous owner sold it to us as they were gonna get divorce. We bought it and soon there were more problems.

After the chocolate venture, my uncle introed my dad to work for a fashion jewellery company. Income was stable. However he met this woman, a third party.

Mum only found out when his phone bills exploded for two consecutive months when he usually barely uses his phone. Yes, mum pays for ALL THE BILLS. She buys all the things he use, his clothes etc. He would say that his shoes are spoilt, and my mum would buy one pair almost immediately. My mum may not be the prettiest or the most gentle wife, but for sure is she supportive and generous. In fact it's her weakness that she is so supportive and generous.

And yet, my dad fell for this third party. He confessed when mum confronted him. I was 14 then, sad and scared, I hid under the blanket acting as if I was asleep.

He said he liked the girl cause she is young. My mum is old and the feeling is just now fresh anymore. And he actually compared it to me and my then bf. That his relationship is like mine, new and fresh. It is not. You are married, and you have no rights to have another fresh relationship with another woman outside. Her name is LINDA KOR AH LIAN aka kugualian, and I'll never ever forget nor forgive. All she wanted was his money. Little did she know that my dad is worthless financially. And my dad actually had the cheek to ask for money from my mum to give to kugualian.

My mum beared with all of his nonsense until this fateful day. The father's day of 2008. My dad, mum and I went to visit my paternal grandma. During that period, the channel 8 show was regarding infidelity. Grandma couldn't stop blaming the husband for having anther woman outside of his family. After that, my dad drove us back and dropped us at our bus stop, and he said he is gonna go out. My mum was unable to control her emotions anymore and he forced him to come home through many calls. It was a night I will never forget. Everyone quarreled with everybody. My grandma wanted to hit him and my dad was egging her on. Shouting ensues, while I sat under the clock, crying, hugging my knees, with gigi and snowy by my side.

To think I made a father's day card for him. As he packed up, I threw lots of little notes, asking why he would wanna leave the family, leave me. Till date I don't have my answer.

Eventually, he left home that day. My paternal grandma actually reprimanded my mum for letting him go, as if it was her fault for his infidelity. As if mum is holding on to his money and property, that she had a good life because of him. What a joke. Till date, she still asks me to take care of my dad, without ever mentioning my mum in my future life plans. She hated my mum since the first day they dated. But yes, I digress. I sent many hate messages to that fucking woman, just as she deserved. I never regretted my actions, except that I should have taken a step further. I was too weak.

We should have let him go forever, filed for divorce when we had proof. Instead, all the parties involved met to talk about this. I remember that night, my dad grabbed my hand make me sit beside him. I was too weak to say no. I was wrong to follow. The woman was unscrupulous. Both my dad and her denied their relationship when my dad confessed the first time my mum asked. He was such a bad liar, but my mum was weak. So was I, so we didn't do anything about it.

One week later, his friend made him come home, made us accept.We willingly accepted, hoping it will be a whole new start. I remember, he looked so haggard. I heated up the soup for him, at that instant, I felt hope.

It didn't last. I rmb I was in his car one day. He reprimanded me for texting that woman. He was disappointed that I'm such a person. I can't believe he said that. And he actually expected me to apologize to her. I was weak, all I wanted was peace. I apologized unwillingly. And he scolded me for confiding in my then bf, for making him lose face.

Even though he came back, he heart never came back, even until now. He still asked for money from mum for her. He refused to talk to my grandparents, and yet they cared for him, cooking every meal for him. Grandma even asked me to eat less, so he can have breakfast the next day and bring it out for lunch. I didn't even have my dinner, and she was so ready to sacrifice me for this lousy son in law who hurt her daughter so much.

My dad decided that working for the fashion jewellery company was touch despite the stable income. So he wanted to drive taxi. He didn't even had 2k for the deposit. My mum had to borrow money to support him. Till date, he still haven't repaid her this money. Also not counting all his fines for speeding, illegal parking etc.

Things just progressed. He doesn't talk to anyone. At least he was finally contributing to the familythru stable monthly salary. I was lucky my grades were good enough for a scholarship, if not I'll be still repaying my tuition fee loan. It just progressed til he doesn't come for any gatherings anymore (we still went for cny for his family wtf).

I just can't understand. It progressed to the extent when he didn't even care about the dogs anymore. He refused to bring gigi to the vet when she was v sick. She passed away shortly. Did he even shed a tear? No. What about snowy, he didn't even pet her anymore. He didn't even asked what happened to her when she disappeared forever. He is a monster.

Then one day he refuse to give mum any money at all. Refused to ever send me to work anymore. And that was the breaking point. He was still using all our stuff. Stuff mum bought. He always ate all the stuff without caring for others. When mum confronted him, he was like why should he ask? Why does he even need to ask before eating or using anything since it's his home? Honestly, whenever I ate something that wasn't bought by me, I inform my family every time. He just doesn't have the basic courtesy at all. He said we always threw stuff away without consulting him. Truth is, he bought none of those stuff. He didn't give mum any money, didn't buy any stuff for the family, what was his business caring? He scolded ahgong for the stuff thrown when it wasn't his fault at all. He just liked bullying ahgong cause he was the easiest to bully. If you are truly unhappy, you should have spoke to mum instead of bottling up and having another woman. This excuse is so bad it's like he didn't even bother coming up with a good one.

So the war begins. Everyday his goal is to make mum unhappy, doing everything he can. Eating all our food, using all our stuff. When ahma confronted him, he said he hadn't treated her as a mother in law since the conflict started. Hey, she was fucking washing your clothes, cooking stuff specially for you. How dare you treat her this way.

So the latest update is the war of the TV. He asked mum to move away the TV when she confronted him about him watching tv when he didn't pay for anything. So, I removed the tv cable. Since he didn't pay for it. Fuck. He removed the video cable and mum was unable to watch her dvds anymore. He had no right. Cause he didn't pay for anything, not even the wire. He had no right. I was going to change the wifi password, but mum refused, fearing for the safety of my grandparents. Sigh. Mum confronted him despite me dissuading her (cause I do not like him knowing that he managed to make mum unhappy. In fact I encouraged her to smile at him all the time just to spite him, but she just couldn't). He actually did not have the guts to own up. Seriously. If you have the guts to do it, have the guts to own it.

I regret my actions. For hoping that there will be a second chance. I regret buying him birthday gifts every year, giving him monthly allowances, it was my weakness and stupidity for thinking that he will want good for me. And believe me, he doesn't want me to have happiness. He actually wanted to confront my fiance, and warn him about my family, about how crazy we are. Truth is, he made my family crazy. He was so selfish as to want to ruin my happiness, my marriage, for his ego. He is truly selfish. I cannot bring myself to forgive or forget.

I'm never gonna be so weak, and I must not forget.

And I will remember the lessons learnt.

1) never buy something you cannot afford.

2) don't gamble

3) mlm fucks you up no matter what the 'sapphire' or 'diamond' member says

4) practice open communication

5) don't die die also want to have your own business

6) be contented with a normal life

7) be mindful of credit cards

8) always be filial to your parents

9) created special moments to keep the fire going in your love life. Love required active effort for maintenance, and we should not look elsewhere when no longer feel the fire anymore. You will never stop looking for a next person if that's the case.

10) be strong. I can live without him. I don't need to beg him to love me.

11) some family are just not worth having.

I'm rambling. I should think thru and write in a format that makes more sense. But whatever, nobody reads. I am just trying to make myself feel better. Do I feel better? No. I will not until he leaves. I'm really in so much pain I want to give up. Oh wells, may the next decade of my life be better.

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kelsvision-blog · 7 years

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Boy on the Wall

A short story By Kelsey Rosenblum

My father always reassured me that every titanic decision in life would be made evident to me through paralyzing moments of clarity. “You’ll just suddenly know it, okay, Carter?” He would yell at me while flipping through the paper, his impatience swatting me away like a fly. I remember a time when I really did believe him, too, as any young hopeful might. Those days, I sat under the kitchen table playing with my blocks and half listened to the pure ecstasy in his voice telling my mother about turning ten dollars into hundreds. I remember thinking, “I wonder how he just knows how to make money appear. ” I can see now he was full of shit, for a while at least, which only makes me a little bitter about being named after him. His advice to me was the easiest way to answer a tough question, not the result of some inner searching and wisdom. Short-selling promises was a habit of investors in the 1920s. A man couldn’t be distracted with the gratification of raising a son after snorting that sort of opiate. And buying stock on margin was just that—a hot euphoric rush flooding the veins followed by insatiable thirst for dough. But enough of that. I’m not here to tell you about how greed ruined my childhood. Greed ruins everyone’s life eventually. I’m here to tell you how my most colossal, scared-shitless, life defining moment was no consequence of fate, but pure, unadulterated, dumb luck. Not only did I prove that bastard’s advice wrong, I saved his company’s ass from being responsible for losing all of their money in biggest market crash in America’s short history.

That particular day was similar to every other day of 7th grade, where I was exiled from the class room by my algebra teacher Mrs. Grimaldy. We had assigned seats in that class, and when Helen found out I had a crush on her two grades ago, it became her personal mission to find a way to get me ejected from the room if she heard me even so much as breath behind her. Her hand would shoot up. “Yes, Helen?” Grimaldy would ask, though she knew exactly what was coming.

“Carter won’t stop kicking my desk.” Ah, that was new. Clever girl. The day before, I wouldn’t stop snapping my gum. But I had these fancy braces on my teeth that my father could afford, working in the stock exchange and all, and her’s couldn’t. Her father was a factory worker in the Bronx. Ironically, I didn’t have the luxury of being able to chew gum with all that metal in my mouth. “Mr. Finnick, get out of my classroom. You know where to go.” She hissed over her shoulder, scribbling a bunch of crap I didn’t care about anyway on the chalkboard. I stood abruptly, my desk slamming into the back of Helen’s chair. She shot me a dirty look as she blew a big hideous pink bubble with her gum; her eyes burned into the back of my head as I left the classroom. The most mundane behaviors become hideous when you’ve made up your mind about hating someone. My buddy Frank slipped me his notes on the way out and I passed him my lunch money. Mrs. Grimaldy was too busy scribbling and squinting to ever notice our daily trade-offs. Frank was a quiet, brilliant kid. He hated everyone, but he liked cutting deals. He would use the money I gave him to help the neighborhood delinquents run a makeshift speakeasy in the lower field dugout. After each weekend of profiting off upperclassman inebriation, Frank would stuff the borrowed money back into my locker, knowing I’d need a bit more the longer it took him to pay up, or may parents would start to wonder what I was buying with my lunch money. Our schoolyard economics worked out pretty well for everyone. I got my notes, Frank and I accumulated more dough than we spent, the neighborhood drunks remain blissfully satiated, and Helen continued to sit comfortably on the stick up her ass in algebra.

As I took my normal detoured route to the detention room, a crumpled up paper fell from my bag and I began to kick it down the hallway while reading over the notes. As I passed the end of the hallway on the far end of school toward the detention room, a beam of light caught my eye through the window and I winced. I barely stopped to peek outside and saw a suited man get his teeth knocked in by two other suited men. The reflection of the sun off of the man’s gold watch caught my eyes again and I ducked just low enough to catch the fight. A siren sounded in the distance and the two men delivering the beating scurried back to their car before speeding off, and the stumbling victim walked into the side street with his hand out, and another car pulled up to him, yanked him in, and sped off as well. The sirens grew louder and the last I saw of the commotion was a few police cruisers speed past the main road in the direction of those men. I waited a moment for the dust to settle and saw a briefcase partially concealed under a shrub next to where the fight went down. It didn’t take long for me to decide that detention was no longer where I was headed. The hall was still empty so I bolted out the door toward the bushes before snatching up the briefcase and running under the bleachers. Inside the case was roughly $20,000 and a stack of letters dating from 1923 to 1927. I felt panic pulse through me as I slammed the case shut, tucked it into my backpack, and started walking back into the school. The bell rang before I could open the door to get back in, so I turned away and started for home in a full sprint through the backyards of Northport.

My mother’s car was in the driveway when I made it home, so I took no chances with the front door. I pushed open the rusted basement window under the porch and slid down into my father’s underused wood shop. I stared at the case before opening it up again, slowly. As I pulled out the letters and started flipping through them. I pulled one out from the pile and began to read:

Gianni-

Well, I have to admit it. Your allegiance to these Colombia kids has served us well. Take 50% to the market and dish the rest out to your family. The predictions are incredible. When we met up last Thursday, these kids presented a complete timeline of market trends along with how our influence is fattening up the companies and pushing the ceiling higher. According to their calculations, which have been spot-on from as early as 1917, the first round of banks is due to get the rug pulled out from under them in September. The great panic will ensue and by the end of October, every investor in the country will be rushing to sell and the banks will have already run dry. As of Monday, we’ve begun our selling in fractions and will close our deals out before the start of the third quarter. The last chunk of cash to turn a profit is in an account in Brooklyn. The information is encrypted on the inside of the case. Make sure the case gets to Marco. South Street Sea Port. If you get stopped show them they chain. Everyone is still blind, let’s keep it that way shall we?

-Micky

By the time I had finished reading, my jaw was hanging under my face and forehead was awash in sweat. I shoved it back into the case and scooted back on the cold cement floor until a support beam stopped me. I certainly wasn’t hard enough for this. I always knew the mafia existed. I always knew deep down it was no coincidence that my neighbors three doors away facing the sound had gold rimed banisters and a lock on their basement door bigger than my head. Sure, my father was well off from trading, but he was merely one guy who thought he’d hit the lottery. All of a sudden the possibility of those dreams of his were catching fire. He wasn’t a bad man. He was blind, just like the rest of them. And they all knew nothing.

But now I did. And I was scared shitless.

I needed anther voice other than the one inside my head to give me some direction. I thought of Frank, who happened to live a few blocks away, and I began to throw my things back into my bag. Up and out the window I went, across the side streets on my bike this time. Frank had only just arrived home.

“Hey, sweaty,” he said without actually looking at me.

“What are you doing? I need to show you something. Now. Shed? Let’s go.” I pulled him into the shed next to his house.

“What are you in trouble or something? Look if Tony put you up to this I swear-”

“No, no. Listen. On my way out of math today I saw a fight break out.” I went on to explain the story to Frank, who kept a sharp composure the entire time, nodding every few seconds. “Well, let’s see it then.” He pointed to the brief case. I opened it and showed him the letter I had read, and several others.

“Whose dame you reckon this is?” He laughed smugly, pulling out a provocative picture I had missed in my first investigation.

“Pipe down, that’s not the point. Look here, do you know these guys?” I pointed out Micky, Gianni, and so on.

“We’re kids, Carter. Nobodies. How the hell would I know? Though, it sounds like the time at my last school when my buddies and I convinced those upperclassman saps to pay a cover charge for booze, and we gave them bottom shelf cognac mixed with rubbing alcohol.” He laughed and punched my arm.

“Yeah, yeah but this ain’t screwing over some saps for a stiff drink, Frank. Your dad works in the market too, right?” I tried to reign him in.

“Yeah, our fathers work in neighboring offices. I know, Carter. It’s serious business, but look around you. Our parents are working up a fortune for us and you think that’s all going to just disappear? You’re going to keep getting lunch money, I’m going to keep taking it every time Helen gets your ass kicked out of algebra, and so on and so forth. You know this! My system doesn’t fail, most certainly not when it’s working at it’s best. You see this?” Frank pulled a scarf and revealed a new radio below him. “The system gets us nice things. Trust it.” He smacked the back of my head and walked out of the shed. I followed quickly, “But Frank, what do I do with this case? What if they’re right?” “Then you’d better hope our dads are stuffing their mattresses and stock piling canned food.” Frank yelled back to me with a hand waving as he walked into his house. I stood there with the case to my side and wondered if brilliant people could be pretty damn stupid sometimes also.

Maybe I was blowing this whole thing out of proportion. Maybe it was just some junkie’s messed up plans that wouldn’t ever see the light of day. From the corner of my eye I saw a familiar car driving slowly down the road behind the fence separating Frank’s yard from the next. I shoved the case into my bag again and dove back into his shed. I watched as the car drove past his house and flinched as the same gold watch reflected the light of the June sun into my eyes again, briefly blinding me. This time gravity pulled on my heart and I stopped breathing. Were these the guys looking for the case? I thought. I’ll just leave the case where I found it. No, no. Idiot. Keep the case! And hide it? I’ll just turn it into the Feds. No, then the mafia will pay them to find and kill me and my dog. Shit. I was dissolving into a panic again when I heard a car door slam shut. My inner monologue vanished and I listened with my eyes closed as footsteps and voice grew louder, followed by the smell of cigar smoke.

“What do you think, we meet at South Street anyway and tell him we got mugged?”

“No, Gianni. They’ll have fifteen hits out if we do that. We’ll find the case and if we can’t, we’ll pull strings for the twenty grand.”

“Well, we’re close unless someone else has a signed picture of Louise Brooks laying around the backyard.”

I opened my eyes and looked down at my bag, laying open under me. I heard the steps retreating away from me and stuck my head out of the shed. Once again, I took off on my bike toward my house where I knew my dad would be arriving shortly. I must’ve been going so fast that I didn’t hear my younger neighbors yell “Heads!” before everything was black and I was out cold on the cement.

I woke up to my father’s face over me, holding a bloody dish rag on my head. “You got knocked pretty good, Carter. Here, hold this,” my father said, half smiling as he handed me the towel. We were in my driveway at this point as I saw him reach for my bag. Before I could stand up to stop him, the old bag broke open and every last item in that case fell out. Part of me wished I could trade with those men so that the half naked picture of Louise Brooke was the only thing he saw. I’d have an easier time explaining teenage boy paraphernalia to him. He looked up at me with that, “You’re fuckin’ dead,” look that every father has perfected.

“What the hell is this, Carter?”

“I can explain, just hear me out—”

“Get inside, now.” We walked into the house with his fist wrapped around my collar dragging me along and my hand trying to keep the bloody rag on my face.

“You see…there was a fight! Yeah, two guys were beating on one guy. It was crazy. Then, they all drove away. So I ran outside and took this case they left behind. Look! Twenty grand, Pops!” I’m not sure which of us I was trying to calm down, but it didn’t work on either of us. He took the money from my hands and got real close to my face.

“Did you steal this, Carter? I swear, if you stole this money.”

“No! I swear! Look at this.” I said shoving the crinkled letter to him. He sat back against the sofa and I slowly saw the tension leave his body. He wasn’t relaxing, though. He was believing what he was reading.

“Go to bed, Carter.” He said without looking up. “What, Dad? What do you think?” My mother was standing in the doorway to the kitchen the entire time. My parents exchanged looks and she took my hand and led me to my room. “Goodnight, love. Forget about this, okay? Your father will handle it.” She gave me a genuine half-smile of reassurance before turning the light off.

I laid in the dark as the events cycled through my mind. My body surrendered soon after and I fell asleep with my clothes on before any revelatory comprehension arouse. I dreamt of magicians that night.

The next few days went by with no reminder of what happened to me. The brief case disappeared, and my family spoke nothing of it. I tried to take my mothers advice and forget. Curiosity got the best of me. I over heard my parents talking through the vents one night about how everyone in my Father’s office was coming up with a plan to start selling before the end of the summer. They didn’t sound happy. I needed to know why.

“You’re welcome,” I said during a lull in discussion at dinner the next night. “Excuse me?” My father looked up from his food.

“The brief case I found saved the day, right Dad? Now we won’t be poor?”

“No, we won’t be poor, Carter.” My mother said looking worried.

“Then, hell, I’m a hero!” I smiled with food sticking out of my mouth.

“Enough.” My father’s fist slammed down and shook the table. “A hero is supposed to save everyone, Carter. Not just those who get lucky.” He stood up and left the table, pacing with his hands at his hips.

One of the letters in the brief case predicted that the market would tank on October 29, 1929. It wasn’t until November 3rd when the crash actually occurred and the panic truly began. My dumb luck bought the companies that took my father’s warning seriously about four extra days to collect their wealth and stow it away. Some people got out in time, and others lost absolutely everything. Overnight, the glamour and shine of the ‘20s rusted over completely. The money didn’t just stop growing, it disappeared like dust. The winter months fell upon the city burrows of cold empty hands and I no longer felt like a hero. Heroes were supposed to feel victory. I guess it’s not a victory when a few win and almost everyone looses.

Walking to school one day that December, the wind picked up and I gripped my jacket close. I stomped out the ice in each puddle I crossed, breaking through to bottom. Before crossing the snowy lawn to enter the school, I crunched through one last puddle and a paper stuck to my boot as I pulled it out. I held it up and watched the value bleed off of the picture of Louise Brooks as the ink from her signature dripped into the slush. I tossed it into the trash and proceeded into the school. Helen wouldn’t be there, because she got pulled out of school after the crash. Frank didn’t ask for money and the upperclassman didn’t ask for booze.

I reckon the way that most Americans who made a fortune out of next to nothing in the ‘20s were just like us kids. Frank didn’t give half a damn where my money was coming from, and neither did the fools buying overpriced liquor from a 7th grader. People were happy. The system was working and it’s servants saw only the reflection of value they longed for the most. It was only a matter of time before the gold shackles fell loose from their wrists.

@kelsvision

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yamithediaperdork · 3 years

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Happy Fathers Day (Mortal instruments..because..of course XD)

It was the annual father day picnic in central park, and while something semi scandalous seemed to happen every year, this year would be the one to take the proverbial cake. If nothing else one group of boys, close knit friends since they were in pre school together, would have a whole new world opened up to them. they were Alex and Jacob Wolfe, 12 year old twins with dirty blond hair that Jacob had in a mushroom cut while Alex kept his buzzed, Keith Ryan who had shoulder length brown hair and finally Kevin west, who kept his black hair buzzed down. Today while their four man band (At least that's what their dad's liked to call them, the boys all just rolled their eyes at that) where playing a game of football, waiting on their dad's to call them over for food, they got treated to a sight one may not of expected at a public park, at least not during the day. It was Jacob who noticed the sight first, stopping and starring and his jaw dropped which let the ball deck him in the face, but the pre-teen didn't seem to notice. "Dude, what's with you?" Keith asked, running up, annoyed since they were on the same team. "Jacob, you ok?" Alex asked, worried about his brother. "Oh man, he's gone comatose..tell me you didn't eat any of my dad's chilli. I warned you guys about that!" Kevin groaned. All Jacob could do was point, and the other three followed the finger, and joined him in drop jaw reactions. After all, it wasn't every day you saw a adult baby being lead into the park.

going back to a few days earlier, and Jace had been snuggling in his daddies arms. the shadow hunter had just finished a coming out party involving all of his closet friends and while not everyone was happy, they had been understanding and gushed about how cute he'd been in his barbie diaper and teddy bear top. Simon, the vampire daddy of the littlest monster killer had been semi glad about how well the party had gone, though he was also disappointed. "and then when Alec gave me head pats and said he knew it, had knew it fer years..ehehehehe your right daddy! Coming clean was the best thing to do!" Jace coo'ed, and nuzzled into Simon's chest. "Well to be fair, I guess I shouldn't of been shocked so many of them knew, since you've been wearing them to bed every night." Simon admitted and patted the boys soggy diaper. Barbie had long since faded away from the front but the diaper could take a bit more punishment, and with how often Jace went well, they had to make every diaper count. "And pull up's during the day, just like you told me to cuz I'm SUCH a good boy!" Jace beamed, all proud of himself for letting himself be sent back into 24/7 diaper wearing. "It's just..I dunno..I was mayybbeee..." Simon started and Jace giggled and smirked. "You wanted them to tease and torment me and make me a red faced big baby so I'd be super squirmy and cry baby~" Jace giggled. "Well tough! They were loving and understanding and I'm just all happy and want cuddles, not filled with massive humiliation and going into a whiny big baby mode!" Jace finished and blew a raspberry. "..You know. since you're gonna be my widdle guy 24/7.. I think we need to let even more people know and see the real you." Simon said, as he wiped the spittle from the raspberry off of his face. the fact he had a evil grin on his face made Jace gulp and lose his, and a muffled fart sounded from his rear. "...I don't like it when you get that look on your face daddy."

In the following days some steps were taken to help Jace be the little boy he wanted to be 24/7, even though Jace started regretting his decision to ask for it soon after. Step one was to gather up every adult piece of clothing that Jace wore, and have a nice big yard sale with them. the money was tucked away nice and next, and would be used not on booze or toy's, or anything like that. It went just right into Jace's diaper budget, with him going poopies at least 3 times a day, and diapers not being cheap. "This sucks! I should at least be able to get some toys!" Jace had argued. "well you can get a lot of toys, if we get you cloth diapers and plastic pants instead. but I'm not gonna be the one washing them or hanging them out to dry." Simon said as they sold the last of Jace's pants. the teenagers buying it had been laughing seeing Jace sitting there in a chair in just his diapers (with the weather being so nice and all) and laughed even more when they heard the argument. "But..but.I'm a baby! I don't do washing!" "and you don't get a say in what money is spent on. maybe if we'd been able to sell your undies we could of gotten you some action figures, but their just too skid marked and no one wants them, even at a nickle a pair." Jace huffed at that and in the end they did get rid of all 10 of Jace's undies, for 10 cents and they were sold to a blushing young man who couldn't stop looking at Jace. "Bet you he's gonna wear them all as like, a form of toddler pants." Simon said as the guy dashed off. "Pffft that's silly, who would do that?" Jace asked,. "oh, you'd be surprised."

The next part of Jace's permanent transformation was taking him out to load up his closet in Simon's home. that meant dozens of cute outfit and loads of diapers. Jace didn't mind the overalls or the shortalls, but the onsies were kinda squirmy to try on at the mall,m double so with the sales lady claiming that she needed 'extra help' and calling over all of the other clerks so Jace was basically putting on a little fashion show. Which only got worst when Kelly, the clerk they had started with, after hearing Simon jokingly complain about how often Jace needed a diaper change suggested that they try some dresses and skirts, They had already seen the poor big babies barbie diapers but Jace was NOT a happy camper as he then spent half a hour shaking his butt, and twirling in his short party dressed, mini skirts, and basically girl clothes that didn't do anything to fully hide his diapers. The fashion show thankfully ended when Jace in the middle of showing off a jean skirt with a fake plastic diamond heart on it off and popped a squat and destroyed the back of his diaper. Kelly hadn't let them get changed in there, though she had to hold a nose while ringing them though.

After a diaper change in the parking lot Jace and daddy had been on their way home when they heard a announcement on the radio about the father's day picnic in the park, opened to anyone and everyone. Jace despite having just gone poopie got a badddddd feeling in his tummy as he looked at daddy in the rear view mirror from his car seat. "Havvvve I ever mention how much I HATE the park?" Jace asked, gulping and squirming. "Oh Really? Maybe that's just because you haven't gone to the park with daddy, and been able to show everyone your cute widdle outfits." Simon said. "..You just want me blushy!" Jace whined and pouted, folding his arms and sulking. "Mmmhmmm, and DADDY gets what DADDY wants." Simon said. "Now who wants McDonald's?" "...I do but i'm not wearing a dress to the park!" Jace said. "We'll see~"

In the end Jace did win his campaign to not wear a dress or skirt to the park, mostly by pointing out that he'd just cry rape and beg for a adult if Simon tried. With Simon knowing the big baby well enough to know that wasn't a bluff, Jace was instead dressed in triple his normal thick bulky diapers, and in a light blue onesie with a teddy bear print all over it. (though to be fair, he'd given Jace a choice between the teddy bear themed Onesie or a white one, just the pink barbie diapers semi showed with the white one) a pair of white socks and Paw patrol light up sneakers were on his feet and a blue paci was in his mouth with a ribbon on it that was clipped to his shirt and his hair had been neatly brushed. One hand was in daddies as they walked into the park, getting stares and a few comments, and the other was hugging a Chase from paw patrol stuffie to his chest. With Jace being tripled diapered Daddy only brought along one change for the little guy, and it was in the picnic basket he carried in his free hand as they looked for a good spot to sit down. "See anywhere that looks nice little guy? or cat got your tongue?" Simon teased. Jace was sucking fast on his paci, quickly going crimson faced as the taunts came at them. "Awww that's so cute!" One girl said, pointing Jace out to her father. "What the hell.." Anther dad said. "Fucking fags. keep it indoors!" Called a big bearded biker dad. "Er..is this against the law?" A mother asked. "I KNEW YOU WERE LYING! THEY DO MAKE BIG KID DIAPERS!" one 5 year old huffed, yelling at his parents.

The 4 man band stared in shock and as Jace and Simon walked/waddled by them a strong smell of baby powder was in the air. two of the boys were fixated on how powerful and cool Simon looked, totally in control of the dumb big baby and wanted to experience a power rush like that,. The other two were biting their lips and squirming as they both focused on different parts of Jace's humiliation. "Whoa..L-Look at how massive those diapers are..t-they are diapers right?" Alex said, gulping. "No dork, he just has a massive butt. of course he's in diapers." Kevin chuckled. "T-That outfit.. oh man.." Jacob chipped in. "Could you even picture wearing something like that? that would get a 3 year old teased!" "heh, your got that right. only a total bitch would let himself be dressed like that. or his daddy is just THAT freaking awesome he's making that blond bitch come out like that." Keith said with a grin, turning and noting the look on the twins faces. "heh, Jealous?" "NO!" both twins yelled out, their own faces going bright red and Kevin and Keith just exchanged grins.

Of course with his Vampire senses Simon knew what was happening and chuckled softly. 'I suppose I should feel bad corrupting the young and all that..buttt fuck it. I'm already a soulless blood drinker.' the vampire thought. "Don't look now but I think we just inspired two new big babies." Simon said in a low voice, then paused and waved a hair in front of his face, acting as if Jace had just let out a stink bomb though the blond baby was holding his poopies in. "Jace! did you go uh-oh already?" Simon asked loudly. Jace's blush couldn't get any worse, but the big baby shook his head no,but kept his paci in. "Mhmmm. likely story. I know you like to sit in it it." Simon said, again in a loud voice and drawing more attention to them as he rolled his eyes. "turn around for a bum check little man." Jace squirmed like crazy but knew better then to argue with daddy, and when he was this humiliated, he went into a whole new level of subby. turning around Jace looked at the group of boys who half of which were watching with grins, the other half with semi envy as Simon dropped down to one knee and patted Jace's butt a few time. "Hmmm I guess it was just gas. sorry for not believing you little guy." Simon said. he looked around and then opened up the basket and pulled out a checkered red and white blanket and spread it on the gas. "I know you wanted to sit at a table buddy, but with the extra diapies you begged to wear daddies worried you'll fall and go boom." Simon said, and ruffled Jace's hair even as the blond baby glared at him, then nodded and plopped on his massive rear. Simon was pulling out their lunches, some fried chicken with mashed potatoes for him, with a bottle of what he would tell anyone who asked was fruit punch but was some of Jace's blood, while pulling out 4 large jars of prune flavored baby food and a bottle of formula for Jace. "Is daddies little man hungry now, or wanna let daddy eat first then spoon him him?" Simon asked, and reached forward, lightly tugging on the paci and pulling it from the big babies mouth. "I um..I.." "Use your big boy words." Simon said, smirking. Jace, who had been about to anyways squirmed and just nodded his head. "I um.. Daddy can eat first." he said,using his baby voice anyways. "ok buddy. I know you wanna eat big kid food like daddy but we BOTH know it doesn't agree with you an-" Simon was cut off as the boys from before strolled over. "Hey Mister um.. if you don't mind, I can feed him" the brunette with the buzz cut said. "Oh, have you ever spoon fed a baby before?" Simon asked. "It's not as easy as it sounds, they can be little fuss buckets." Simon added, reaching forward and tickling Jace's chin making him giggle a little. "well no, But Me and Keith." and the brunette jerked a thumb to the long haired kid. "Figure we'll need the practice." he said, giving a toothy grin as the blond twin blushed and squirmed. "heh Oh?" "Kevin! Don't tell him that!" one of the blonds squeaked out. "W-we're not babies!" the other one added. "Alex, Jacob, Hush. big kids are talking." the one named Keith said and Simon chuckled. 'oh yeah, they're gonna be little naturals.' he thought.

Jace whined and mentally begged Simon not to let the kids spoon feed him, but if anything the chance to pass on his knowledge made Simon even MORE teasing, which was something Jace didn't think was possible. Simon showed the boys how to tie a bib around the babies neck, explaining how important it was to use a good enough knot it wouldn't come off, but not so good you had to cut it loose after. "If I had brought some of his extra bibs, you could of practiced with your little guys." Simon smirked. Jace's heart went out for the blonds as they paled a little at that, and they seem to be trying to decide whether to run or stick around. "It's ok. I think their dad would be mad if they came back wearing a teddy bear bib anyways." Keith said. "they again maybe not. you know he's always saying what messy eaters they are." Kevin added. "Guysssss!" the twins whined in unison and pouted. "ok, that was cute. Now if Jace isn't a total little piggy like he normally is." Simon said and Jace whined at that, and pouted much like the twins were. "And there's any baby food left, you can split whats left between your little guys there, and they can take turns with the bib." "What!?" Alex yelped. "No way!" Jacob added. "Sounds good." Kevin and Alex said in unison. As Jace locked eyes with the twins, they gave him a pleading look and despite knowing just how bloated and gassy he'd get, Jace knew he had to take a bullet for them. 'god I'm gonna be farting like crazy!' Jace groaned. it didn't help he already had 5 pieces of high fiber toast that had been coated in apples and banana flavored baby food for breakfast and a big bottle on top of that. No two was about it, before they left the park Jace was gonna be filling his diapers. "Now you wanna get a fair amount, but not too much on the spoon." Simon was saying, snapping Jace out of his thoughts about his impending boom butt. "Jace here is a bigger boy so he can take more, but every baby really has a different amount." Jace looked at the heaping piled Kevin had on the spoon, and looked over to Simon, silently pleading with daddy to at least get the amount cut down, but Simon just winked and took a bite out of a chicken leg. "I know what to do next. Seen this enough on TV." Kevin said and then switching to a baby talk voice voice added. "Here comes the airplane~ Open widddde!"

Simon almost choked on his chicken as Kevin talked, he knew how much Jace HATED that bit and was nice enough to spare him that much. He flashed the big baby a look that said 'play nice' and Jace like a good big baby opened his mouth as big as he could. Sadly (or was that amusingly?) with the heap of mush on the spoon, there was no way it was going to fit all in Jace's mouth and purple mush dribbled down his chin. "oh crud uh.." Kevin looked over his shoulder to Simon, as Jace closed his mouth and swallowed what had made it in, and made a little face. "use the spoon and get what you can off of his chin and into his mouth." Simon instructed, taking a sip of his drink. "Oh ok!" Kevin said. It took awhile for the boy to get his rhythm down but soon he was stuffing Jace's face like a pro even as Jace started to burp now and then, which made Kevin make a face. "you think that's bad, wait till it comes out the other end." Simon commented. "why don't you boys switch so Keith can get a turn in. and Alex, Jacob..My little guys looking awfully full already, hope your hungry." The twins shared a whimper and were holding each others hands, though Simon noted they didn't try and run for their dad. either they didn't think they could outrun their daddies to be, or while they were scared and nervous, they on some level wanted to be Jace and were rooted to the spot. Either way, Simon had a hunch next time he saw them they'd be sporting diapers. Keith took a different approach to feeding Jace and it didn't take long to figure it out. The Brown haired boy was a tormentor, plain and simple and it showed as he kept missing Jace's mouth on purpose and smudging the food on Jace's cheeks, and would scold him for it. "No no no you silly big baby! Stay still! it's like you wanna wear your din din!" Keith teased and Jace whined loudly and looked to Simon for help. Simon pretended to be interested in a game of soccer that was going on near by instead. "I think your baby is full mister. he just doesn't wanna eat anymore." Keith said, looking at Simon then over at the blonds. "N-No! I hungee!" Jace cried out, and Kieth pouted a little. "I think he's just fussy because he wants daddy to feed him. you boys have been a big help but I better take over." Simon said, he was finished eating anyways. "besides, any second now the fart factory is gonna-" Simon was cut off as a massively long and loud despite the padding fart filled the air and the boys went from laughing to holding their noses. "Yeahhh that." Simon chuckled. "Side effect of the baby food." "Oh god, it's like ten million farts in one!" Keith gagged. "Or worse!" Kevin added. Adorably the twin's only commented on it by saying stinky, though there eyes were watering too. "Is that what they'll smell like if they eat that?" Kevin asked, waving a hand in front of his face but jerking a thumb at the twins. "Pretty much. I'd go with oatmeal if you want them not as rotten." Simon suggested. "Should I take that to mean you don't want one of the remaining jars?" "Uh..I mean..it's a really generous offer..But..we all drove over here together and.." Kevin started "We'll all die in the car if the twins are ripping out back door bombs like that!" Keith finished. "W-we wouldn't be that bad!" Alex huffed and crossed his arms, Jacob following suite and adding "Yeah!" "...Wait..do you dorks WANNA eat baby food?" Keith asked, seemingly forgetting about the stink in the air as he grinned. The twin's seemed to realized that had just tried to argue in favor of it and Alex covered his mouth while Jacob shook his head. "NO!" "looks like you boys have some things to figure out. Thanks for feeding the baby." Simon said and took a couple of 20's out of his wallet and handed one to each boy. they went to say thank you but anther back door bomb ripped out of Jace's backside and they took off running instead. "Cute kids. gonna have to get used to stinkers though if they wanna be be daddies." Simon commented, then turned his attention back to Jace who let out a burp. "then again..subjecting them to your funk when they're just starting is like teaching someone to swim by tossing them in shark infested waters." "DADDY!"

With the rest of the baby food in Jace and his ba-ba, the poor baby had a bloated tummy and was pooting up a storm. Simon had been forced to take the onise off of him with his big Jace's tummy tum had gotten and had tickled his sides till Jace wet himself. In just his socks and shoes and Barbie diapers, Jace was getting lots of attention though no one came too close, his poots were like a fog horn warning people to keep their distance. "you know, I was hoping to help you make some friends today but your butt is scaring them all away stinker." Simon teased. "I sowwy." Jace whined, rubbing a eye. After a month of training Jace was conditioned to get sleepy after a big meal. "well we'll go play in the sandbox for a little bit, then go home ok buddy?" "But sweepy daddy." Jace whined, eyes drooping and nuzzling into Simon. "Already? are you sure you don't wanna play on the slide or the swings or something like a big kid?" Simon asked, smirking. "No Big -yawn- kid. Just Jace. sweepy." The blond baby said, almost stumbling now and so Simon stopped and picked him up, setting his head on his shoulder and a arm under his butt, carrying the basket and Chase was tucked inside. "I guess we can go home. I hope you had fun today buddy." Simon said and kissed the big babies cheek, then whispered. "Because we'll be coming here a lot more often." "Ngggh.. yesh..daddy." Jace mumbled, and then drifted off to sleep, even as a series of wet farts erupted from his back side and the back of the babies diapers bloomed out. "oh I see. go sleepies and leave me stuck with changing you. really nice." Simon teased but as he headed for the car he had to admit, he didn't really mind. He was tempted to stop and change Jace on a table, but then spotted a older looking couple talking to a police officer and pointing over at them, and decided that could wait for anther day and not to give the cop a reason to hassle them.. as long as Jace's diapers stayed on he wasn't naked in public. Thankfully the cop seemed to agree as they weren't hassled on their way to the car, though before he went to put Jace in his car seat, Simon was treated to one last cute site. Kevin and Keith chasing the twins, holding onto a couple of towels each and having safety pins. 'Damn. now I really wish I could stay.' Simon thought and chuckled. there was always next weekend.

The end, fer now

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Adventures in Cuckysitting (soul eater)

It was Friday night in Death city, and most young couples were going out and having fun, or at least staying in and cuddling. Most, not all. In a dorm room at Death Weapon Meister Academy however one young pair of lovers were setting up for their Friday night VERY differently from others. Black star and Soul were hands down a favorite couple among the girls at the school, gushing about how perfect they were for each other and arguments had gone on, at least at first, as to which boy ruled the bedroom. It had only happened at first because all too soon it was clear who wore the pants between the boys, and who wore the pampers. A month into their relationship ship and Soul started sporting a puffy butt and crotch at all times, and even if you bought into his claim it was just swelling from a allergic reaction, there was no hiding the crinkles, or the SMELL. Most of the time Soul's arrival was announced with a whiff of baby powder in the air, but other times, well, let's just say students in his classes had started to carry around clothespins for their noses just in case. Then you had to factor in the fact that Black star had started sleeping his way though the male half of the school's population, and from some account made Soul tag along to pay for some of his dates!

Tonight however, Black star had a wonderful evening planned with Death the kid, and didn't want his cute, though total submissive little boy around to sour the mood with a back door bomb if things ended up in the sack. It was with that in mind that Black star had at first contracted soul's partner in the field Maka to look after him, but she gave a hard no, since she wasn't overly fond of the smells the big baby could make when they worked together. She HAD however passed along some useful information that her Father, Spirit, Simply LOVED diaper boys, playing with them, teasing them, and also was Black star and Soul's number one shipper. Black star had been sure she was just exaggerating when she'd said that, but calling spirit up and asking him if he would maybe be interested in baby sitting little Soul for him had almost coast him his ear drum from the deafening squeal. As such, Black star got both of them ready for their big night out, even as soul sulked.

Sitting on their bed and in just his head band and one of the stupid massive thick diapers that Black star had a CLOSET full of, Soul crossed his arms and gave his boyfriend/daddy a pouty look. Black star had gotten himself dressed first and was wearing a pair of black dress pants, with black socks and dress shoe, and a light blue dress shirt, having left his black suit jacket off for right now. "I just don't..why can't you just stay in tonight? you can even have stupid face over if you want..I'll be nice and quiet! I'll go and play cars in my nursery when you uh.." And soul blushed and looked away. "When I get the attention I need from anther man, because my darling boyfriend is just a big baby?" Black star asked. He smirked as he looked though the different outfits his little guy had, as he felt tonight was a important night for them, cementing and confirming for any lingering doubters that soul was in fact, just a big baby. "D-Do you have to say it like that?" Soul whined, and his thumb found it's way into his mouth. "Look sweetie..you can sulk and whine all you want, but the bottom line is this: Who's the one that ASKED to put back in diapers, Me or you?" Black asked. Soul squirmed and sucked loudly on his thumb, drool going down his chin as he pointed at himself. "That's right. Now I know you didn't MEAN for it to escalate like this, but do you even think you could go without your widdle diapies anymore sweetie?" Black star asked, coming over and sitting next to soul and wiping at his chin with a spit towel that had been on the bed. with the boy drool free and not going to mess up his shirt, Black star pulled him in for a hug and tugged his thumb out of his mouth. "I..I could! Maybe..No." Soul said, going from hopeful to doubtful then out right defeated. "That's right. Last time i tried to be intimate with you, and by that I mean more then just rubbing the front of your diapers while bouncing you on my knee in a poopie diaper, what happened?" Black star asked. He'd be lying if he said being mean to Soul wasn't somewhat of a aphoristic for him, but tonight it was more about making sure the silly big bay knew his place. "I..I peed all over the bed before you could even enter me and cried for a hour." Soul said, eyes closed and crimson faced. "that's right. now, Daddy loves you, don't doubt that, but he needs to fuck a cute ass now and then, and get some dick himself. I know, you're so eager to just suck on daddy but it's just not the same sweetie." Black star said, patting the big babies back. "I..I'm sowwy." Soul whimpered. "Hey..heyy. it's all good. Now how about we go and get you in a nice and super embarrassing outfit, and then take you over to your babysitters? Daddy knows how much you love public humiliation." Black star coo'ed. "O-Ok daddy." Soul said, and then as Black star tickled his chin, the big baby giggled.

10 minutes later, as they were heading out the door, soul couldn't help but wonder if maybe he'd been thinking with the wrong head so to speak as he waddled big time out the door. Daddy had double diapered him despite the massive bulk and Soul was more or less cowboy walking as they slowly headed towards spirit's place. He was wearing a pair of baby blue booties and a pair of baby blue mittens that made his hands basically useless, trapping them in fists. He was also wearing a over the top blue with some white frills baby bonnet that at least SOMEWHAT helped hide his burning red face. In his arms was a pack of his Little stinkers extra thick diapers, apparently spirit had everything else a little guy could need but had asked for Soul to bring his own diapers. With his hands useless, Soul basically had to hug the pack of diapers to his chest, almost making it look like he loved his diapers (and in a weird way, that was true) and Black star just lead the way, taking the quickest route, even though it would also be the most crowded. They were already drawing attention, ranging from looks of disgust and sneers to pointing and laughter. Some just stared in disbelief and a rare few had looks of envy and admiration on their faces over how 'brave' Soul was. "Mommy, why's that big boy dressed like a baby?" One little boy asked, tugging on his mothers dress as she went to get them ice cream, and she turned and gasped and picked up the boy and covered his eyes. "Have you no shame?!?" She huffed, glaring at him. Soul of course said nothing but black star, who was feeling all sorts of pride in his big baby, had to speak up. "Not a fucking lick. You should be ashamed coming out with a face looking like that!" he said and smirked. She sputtered and huffed, and stormed off, and Soul found himself wishing the earth would open up and swallow him.

Thankfully the rest of the trip was uneventful, though a few boys had asked to take pictures with the big baby, but they were all chill about it and Soul was giggling a little, and they got to Spirits house with time to spare. Black star didn't even get a chance to knock on spirits door before it was opened up, clearly the older man had been waiting for them eagerly. "Come in come in! Let me see the baby!" Spirit gushed, and locking his eyes on Soul, you could almost SEE the hearts in his eyes. "oh my gosh! YOUR SO CUTE!" Spirit gushed and Without warning and making Soul drop his diapers, picked him up under his arms and held him up in the air. "Who's a super cutie widdle diaper bootie baby boy? You are! yesh you are! Oh yesh you arm!" He gushed. Soul couldn't help but giggle at the reaction while Black star smirked. "I take it you're both gonna be OK then?" he asked. Spirit set soul on his hip, a arm under the wonderfully thick diaper butt and waved Black star away. "Yes yes, shoo, let unca Spirit and his cute widdle darling diapie baby play!" He said "heh, well then, since I've been dismissed.." Black star chuckled and walked towards them. "Soul be a good boy for 'unca Spirit', and Daddy will see you later, or maybe in the morning depending." Black star said and leaned in, giving his little one a kiss on the cheek. "I-I uh..ehehe..Ok daddy. Bye.. Um..Please t'night thought." Soul said and his thumb was heading for his lips. Dis is a new house and might be scary." "oh nonsense, you'll LOVE it here!" Spirit said, dismissing the big baby's nervousness even as he tugged his thumb away and popped a large pacifier with a black mouth guard in the big babies mouth.

Getting inside and still on his newly dubbed 'unca's' hip, Soul looked around. he'd never been over to Maka's fathers place before as maka and her father didn't exactly get along most of the time. He supposed it would of normally looked like your everyday living room, with a couch set up, a coffee table with some magazines on it and the like, but today it had a LARGE playpen set up just past the coffee table with various baby toys inside of it. 'heh, you like? I was going to go with a normal playpen but I didn't think it would have enough room and didn't want my widdle guy getting all cramped. and I wasn't about to just sit you on the floor and risk you getting into things." Spirit gushed. soul squirmed at that, he wanted to tell Unca that he wasn't a REAL baby and could be trusted, but the paci just felt so damn good in his mouth. 'I'll hafa ask daddy ta get me one.' He thought and let himself get lowered into the playpen. for the most part Soul would normally wear diapers and had some baby outfits, and of course the stuff for diaper changes but aside from some stuffies he more or less didn't totally baby out. "You get nice and comfy in there, And I'll go and warm you up a ba-ba ok little guy?" Spirit asked, leaning over the side of the playpen and Soul suckled and nodded. the room in the playpen was enough that soul would have to take 3-4 steps to get from one side to the other, and the sides were high enough that even if he wanted to, there was NO way he'd of been able to get out on his own, even if he'd been in just ONE diaper. 'Holy crud, I feel JUST like a the baby I'm DRESSED as!' He thought and scooting on his padded bottom, he reached for a stuffed blue ducky and hugged it to his chest, grinning BIG time behind his paci. there was a few soft cloth books, with numbers and ABC's in the playpen with him, and a old speak n spell, not to mention a stuffed bear to go along with the ducky, and a stuffie of Death himself, but in his kid friendly appearance. there was some soft toy blocks and all and all, if soul had been a real baby or toddler, this would of been the mother load. he was up on his knees and trying to see how well the blocks would stack when Unca Spirit came back in, though soul hadn't noticed him yet, he was hunched over slightly as he worked and wiggling that big puffy back side from side to side and Spirit almost had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "heh, I know you're having fun but I got a ba-ba ready for you." Spirit finally said, speaking up. Soul jumped a little, then turned around, a blush on his face and looking sheepish as Spirit came over to the edge of the playpen. "hey, no need to blush little guy, you were having fun, that's what I WANNA see." Spirit said and then held out the bottle for soul. the big baby tugged his paci out and set it on the floor of the playpen, but looked a little uncertain as he reached out for the ba-ba. "what wrong little guy? think it's spiked or something?" spirit teased. "N-No! I just..uh.. " he looked at the comically large, as in maybe one litire big, baby bottle. "I've never used a baby bottle before. well..i mean, I'm sure I did as a baby but like..Daddy just give me drink in big boy cups." soul said, stammering and rubbing the back of his head. "...That is criminal. a big baby like you deserves ba-ba's! and if this is going to be your first, then we're doing it right." Spirit said and withdrew the bottle, and set it on the coffee table then turned back to soul and reached down into the playpen, picking him up. "W-what are yo-" Soul squeaked out as he was effortlessly picked up and carried over to the couch. "Your first time drinking from a bottle, I ust HAVE to bottle feed you." Spirit said and chuckled. "Is that ok?" "I..I guess so." Soul said, blushing and his heart beating fast. 'oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh!' he was thinking, never before had he wanted something SO bad, and not known it till this moment.

Cradling the baby in his lap, Spirit mentally chuckled, it was easy to see how eager Soul was to get the full on baby treatment. 'I'm going to have to have a LONG talk with Black star about how to look after a big baby.' He thought, but then shook off the slight anger he was feeling and focused on the bundle of cuteness in his lap as he picked up the baby bottle. "Now I poked 3 holes in the nipple, but if you're not getting your milk fast enough, let me know and I'll go and poke in more OK Lil guy?" He asked. Soul couldn't even talk anymore apparently, his gaze was fixed on the bottle and he was drooling a little as he dumbly nodded. Spirit was tempted for a split second to tease Soul with the bottle, but again chased that thought away and slowly put the nipple to the boys mouth so he wouldn't get squirted in the face. The second he could get his lips around the nipple Soul suckled with a eagerness that was almost lewd and made Spirit blush for a brief second, but he just settled for watching the thirsty boy suckle and chug at his ba-ba, hands coming up and holding onto Spirits arm. "Awww such a good boy, yes you are, you love your milk don't you?" Spirit coo'ed coo'ed softly. Soul nodded as much as he could and closed his eyes, gurgling and cooing even as he chugged away, draining the bottle FAR faster then Spirit would of thought possible, and that made him frown a little as the bottle was rapidly hitting the 2/3's point. "Slow down buddy, you're gonna get a gas bubble." Spirit warned, but he was ignored as Soul, if anything, sped up. "Guess I'll be burping you soon then huh? It's OK. Just know you can have all the ba-ba's you want when you're over at Unca spirits."

Soul hadn't been sure what to expect from the bottle, sure it LOOKED like milk but a small part of him was worried it was gonna be formula or the like. Instead a warm rich creamy milk flooded his mouth and he was in big baby heaven, barely aware as Unca was trying to warn him about something. he had only taken hold of unca's arm because he didn't know what to do with his arm's anyways, and truthfully as he felt himself going total big baby, he didn't trust himself not to start rubbing the front of his diapers. there was a kinda weird pressure building up as he chugged and he let out a small whine that got even louder as the ba-ba was tugged out of his mouth, and he gave out a cry. "Noo! want more!" he babbled in a babyish tone and reached out with his arms as Unca placed the half drained ba-ba on the table. "I know sweetie, but I think I better burp you to be safe." unca said. "den more ba-ba?" soul asked hopefully. "of course." Unca said and soul stopped reaching for it, and clapped his hands together. "Yayy!"

Spirit was a little bit taken back by how rapidly soul was going baby brained, but then again it only made the little guy even more adorable. getting him shifted onto his lap and having a spit rag over a shoulder, he put the big babies head over that shoulder and started to gently but firmly pack his back, and get some pats in on that cute diapered ass. Soul was gurgling and coo'ing like the big baby he was and it didn't take long for a loud belch to erupt out of his mouth, along with a touch of spit up but hey, that was the game when you looked after big babies. he was about to ask if the baby was down when a soft hissing noise was heard, and then loud bubbly farts erupted from the big babies backside. "heh, somebody got make presents?" Spirit asked. "heheh yah yah! Soul making pwesents!" the baby brained boy giggled and scrunched up his face and gave a BIG grunt. the back of the diaper crackled and crinkled as it expanded out and spirit chuckled. "oh my, your making me such a BIG present! good boy soul! Though i can see why your daddy put you in double diapies~" "hehehehe Uh-huh!" the big baby finished destroying the back of his diaper and well, wasn't exactly fresh smelling, but spirit didn't mind one little bit. "well mister stinky pants, if your all done., do you want a diapie change, or do you wanna finish your ba-ba?" Spirit asked, having a feeling he knew the answer. "BA-BA!"

The little guy conked out as he finished off his baby diaper, and Spirit carried him to a changing table he had set up in a makeshift nursery, to change his poo poo pampers. Or at least that had been the plan but halfway there there was a knock at the front door. There was no way Soul was just gonna leave a sleeping baby on the changing table, and it was quicker anyways to just double back and set the stinker in his playpen, then answered the door, shocked to see Black star. "Your uh..Your back sooner then expected." Spirit said, trying to hide the disappointment in his voice. "Yeahhh Death was just too anal tonight, and not in the good way. I mean, he's fucking amazing in the sack but was NOT worth the headache to-" Black star paused, getting a whiff and smirked. "Wow, already?" "hehehe yeah. Listen, why don't you come in, I'm gonna change the baby and put him down for a little nap, but I think you and me should have a talk about how to properly treat a little ball of cuteness like soul." Spirit said. "..why do i feel like I just got called into the principles office?" Black star asked, gulping.

The end, for now

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