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eomayas · 10 months

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all the rumors are true • bbh

pairing: idol!baekhyun x f!idol!reader

genre: fluff & angst

synopsis: your secret relationship with baekhyun getting revealed, and what comes after.

warnings: none!

a/n: very self indulgent lmao i had this thought a few days ago and needed to get it out! the ending is a bit choppy i ran out of thoughts. heavily unedited and not proof read 🫣

“yes, i take care of all of them,” you laugh, nodding at the radio show hosts question about if it’s hard being a leader to a group of 4, including yourself. “especially our youngest.” you say, glancing over at sunny, the baby of your group.

“what’s the age difference between you and her?” the host asks.

“six years,” you say, making the host gasp.

“ah, so you’re 28… that means she was 16 when you debuted?” the host looks between you and sunny, both of you nodding. “wow, so you probably have had no time for dating since even before debut!”

you laugh, though it’s 90% true, which sucks. “yes, because she was so young when we were trainees—we all were—i was always with them to make sure they stayed out of trouble and weren’t around strange people,” you say, your eyes sliding over all of your members. “so, no, there hasn’t been a lot of time to date. but i’m not mad at that because i was taking care of my babies.” everyone chuckles at the last bit and mingwa puts her head on your shoulder.

“y/n needs somebody to take care of her!” heejin, the second to youngest member shouts. you smile and shake your head at her words, though they’re unbelievably true. if only the public knew that you were, though. that instead of laying your head on a soft pillow every night, you lied down on a hard chest and let strong arms hold you tight, while soft kisses on the top of your head lulled you to sleep.

“girl, i’m your candy,” sunny sings quietly. you don’t cut your eyes at her immediately, but the panic bubbles in your chest. nobody mentions her singing, or sings along, but sunny and mingwa share a quick look that freaks you out, makes you paranoid that in a few hours when the video recording of this session is posted, speculations will start.

you glance at sunny, hoping to catch her eye, but she’s engrossed in what the host is talking about. you can barely hear above your heartbeat in your ears, the blood rushing through so quickly it’s starting to give you a headache. you try to discreetly regulate your breathing, trying to remember those videos talking about square breathing that you found online. nobody seems to notice, except mingwa who taps your forearm and looks at you with concern that you brush off.

you manage to make it through the rest of the interview as normal as possible. you start talking a lot less, letting your members share more about themselves and the group, and nobody except for mingwa clocks that you were mentally somewhere else.

saying your goodbyes, the four of you get up and shuffle out of the radio station and into the outside world where dozens of cameras await. the shutters fly at rapid pace, and the flash on some of them are nearly blinding, but you and your group smile and pose, despite the chaos happening.

shuffling into the car, you let the three others get inside first. you take the last seat in the sprinter van and buckle yourself in, resting your head against the headrest. “y/n, are you alright?” mingwa asks, concern clear and evident in her voice. you let out a breath and sit up, turning around to look at sunny.

“why did you start singing ‘candy’, soojin?” you ask, using her full name. she looks at you with wide eyes at her government being called and holds her hands up in surrender. “do you know what people are going to say?”

“sorry, mom,” she shoots back, giving you an incredulous look. “all they’re going to say is that i’m acting exactly like how the youngest person is supposed to be acting—interrupting you and singing over everybody. nobody is going to say anything about you and baekhyun.” you press your lips together, stumped because she’s most likely right, even though you have an inkling in the back of your brain that somebody is going to take notice, and make something out if it.

“well, you don’t really want people thinking you go around interrupting everybody,” you chastise. sunny rolls her eyes at you and sighs dramatically.

“we are quite literally the perfect group—i don’t know why you are so worried about our image all the time,” she says. you decide that the conversation is over, and sit facing forward again. sunny doesn’t understand that everything, at the end of the day, falls on you. people look at you like you birthed these girls and raised them up yourself. if one of them screw up, it falls on the entire group but rests on your shoulders to clean up. your image is so important to uphold, because there has only ever been one scandal to your groups name at the beginning of your careers that you did everything possible to stop the public from shaming you and the girls. it’s not easy to do that.

the ride is silent, save for their nails tapping against their phone screens. you sit with your eyes closed and your head leaned back, ready to dive into bed and maybe call baekhyun. maybe.

“would it really be that bad if everybody knew about you and baekhyun?” sunny asks, cutting into the silence. you open your eyes, but don’t turn around. the hair on your arms stands up at his name being mentioned so loudly, somewhere that isn’t the safety of your dorms.

“yes,” you reply. you think about the uproar it would cause, and what it would do to your career. his would be fine, of course, because the dismissal is never the same for men as it is for women. your group would probably have to disband, or you’d have to leave. it would look terrible, especially since you are the leader, if this was public news. “it would be awful, sunny. i cant lose my career over a man.” and while a nasty pang of guilt rips through your chest, it’s the truth.

“but… you told me you think that you love him. that’s not enough?” when she says these words, it’s like she’s 16 again, asking you why the world was mad at your group for a rumor about heejin. her voice is small, naive almost, and it reminds you how far apart you two really are.

you can’t help that your eyes start to water. “soojin, can we talk about this later?” you ask, blinking back the tears. you swallow thickly and pull your headphones out of your pocket, turning up your music loudly to block out any thoughts of you and baekhyun, and the public finding out.

getting back to the dorms, you head straight for your room. you close the door behind you and pull out your headphones and sigh, your head pounding. flopping onto the bed, you bury your face in the pillows and close your eyes.

you’re disrupted by a knock only moments later, and you let out a breath before telling whoever it is to come in. “y/n?” sunny’s voice calls from the doorway.

“yeah?” you roll over and sit up on your elbows to look at her. she gives you a sheepish smile and comes over to your bed, crawling in bed next to you like she used when you guys were trainees and she kissed her family.

scooting over, you make space for her to rest her head on your shoulder, your arm wrapping around her. “sorry for earlier. i guess i’m just trying to see the positive side to it,” sunny says.

“it’s fine,” you sigh. “i’m just super paranoid.”

“is baekhyun?” she asks.

you shake your head above her. it’s amazing to you that he seems to have no qualms or fears about your relationship becoming public. he’s fine with it being a secret or being news, and it makes you feel like shit, like it looks like you’re afraid of being seen with him. though it’s far from that. “no, and i guess that’s what makes me more stressed out. because he’s too chill about it, and doesn’t seem to be worried.”

“he’s old,” sunny snorts and you chuckle. there’s only four years between you and him, so she’s technically calling you old too, but you don’t say anything. “are you gonna tell him you love him?” she asks after a beat of silence. you still against her and she lifts her head to look at you.

it’s a sensitive subject—you and baekhyun haven’t said it yet. you won’t say it, because you’re afraid it’ll open a dam of bad things starting to happen. like once it’s out in the open, the worst possible thing could happen to your relationship. “maybe. i don’t know. probably not,” you ramble.

sunny gives you a sad look and squeezes you into a hug. she doesn’t say anything, and neither do you, but enough passes between the two of you. i’m here for you, she says. i know, you say back.

baekhyuns hands are on your ribs, holding you firmly and pressing you flush against the side of his car as he takes you into a nice, soft kiss. your arms snake around his neck, your fingers playing with the ends of his hair at his neck.

his lips move slowly against yours, his tongue slipping into your mouth with ease. your chest burns with adoration and want, and him tugging you closer to him only makes you throb. pulling away, his mouth chases yours and you let him kiss you again, this time letting him tilt your head back so you’re practically lying against the car.

it’s risky to be out in the open like this, but the parking garage is secluded and for residents of his apartment only. you would see and hear anybody coming through, but so far you haven’t in the last seven minutes.

you pull away from him again, and stop his advances by gently pressing your fingers to his lips. “baekhyun,” you say softly. he kisses your fingertips and then your cheek.

“yes?” he says, looking into your eyes with an intensity that makes your knees weak, so much so that you rest your weight against the car.

“can we go inside?” you ask, your fingers dancing on his cheek. he nods and kisses your palm before grabbing it and taking you to the elevators. baekhyun wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you into his side, kissing your temple for a long time, all the way until the doors open, and then pulling you down the hallway to his apartment.

he helps you out of your coat and hangs it up. “what do you want to eat?” he asks as you step out of your shoes.

“bold of you to assume i’m hungry,” you tease, but you’re always hungry around him, and you are hungry right now. baekhyun rolls his eyes at you and repeats his question. “i don’t know. chicken? ramen? rice? whatever you want.” you say, kissing his lips. he holds you close for a beat before letting you go so he can get something started for the two of you.

you bound to the living room and sprawl out on his large couch, turning the tv onto one of the many shows you two have started watching together. you get comfortable and pull a blanket over you, snuggling into the cushions while he busies himself with the task of making dinner.

baekhyun comes into the living room with two bowls of food a few minutes later. you sit up and thank him as you accept the dish, crossing your legs and resting the bowl in your lap. “what did i miss?” he asks, and you catch him up on the show in between bites.

you two eat in a close and comfortable silence. he’d probably have his arm around you if it wasn’t uncomfortable while you two were eating. the close proximity is enough though, your knees touching and his right arm lightly bumping into your left.

you set your bowl on the table, ready to get up to get a drink but baekhyun gets up quicker than you, already knowing what you want. he goes into the kitchen and comes back with two glasses of water. it feels like the world is slipping beneath your feet, and you could cry because of him.

this is the taking care of that heejin said you needed. you finally have it—he’s always like this with you, feeding you, making sure you’re well rested and fed and just okay. he takes whatever worries you have and throws them on his back and just lets you be.

after dinner, you and baekhyun retreat to his bedroom. you lie on his bare chest, a hand resting on his stomach and your ear against his heart. baekhyun mindlessy plays with your hair, his fingers digging into your scalp soothingly. your eyes can’t help but flutter close—there’s no point in trying to fight sleep. you’ll wake up with him tomorrow.

the speculations didn’t start the next day. no, everybody thought it was so cute and funny that sunny blurts out random things while her older members are talking. there were compilations made from your groups content; interviews, your group vlogs, and more. it was funny, honestly, that they adored her disruptiveness.

the speculations started four days later. and when the news broke, the internet nearly stopped working because there were pictures and videos. so many pictures and videos, that it felt like somebody may have been stalking you. there were pictures of you and baekhyun kissing against his car, of you two in his car, of you two getting out of his car, of you two going for a late night walk near the han river.

and then there were videos—albeit, mostly can made—that served as proof that you two really are dating. there’s the longing looks shared at award shows, zoomed in videos of you two standing next to each other on stages, hands brushing. the other videos are just more reasons to believe that you two are dating; heejin saying you need to be taken care of, and then clips of baekhyun taking care of his own members. videos of you talking about your ideal type, and clips proving that you must have been referring to baekhyun, or jaír got really lucky that you found him.

it’s overwhelming.

when the pictures surfaced, you and mingwa were in the practice room dancing to your debut songs. the alert popped up on your phones at the same time, but mingwa grabbed hers first. you heard her gasp and ran over, thinking she might’ve twisted her ankle, but instead were met with her guilty eyes and her perfectly fine ankle.

you didn’t know what to do when you saw the photos. your heart stopped and your felt sick. your head started pounding, and it felt like a rug was being pulled from underneath your feet. you didn’t know what to do, so you started crying, falling to the floor in a heap. you weren’t sobbing, but your were audibly crying, and mingwa wasn’t sure what to do. you managed to get yourself together, and excused yourself to your room, avoiding any staff members on your way.

and now you’re on the phone with baekhyun, trying not to burst into tears as he keeps telling you everything will be ok. “baekhyun, this was such a bad idea!” you cry, pressing your forehead into your hand.

“what was? dating me?” he asks, slight offense in his voice.

“yes!” you shout, but you don’t even believe yourself. “w-we shouldn’t have gotten involved.” you’re adding fuel to the fire, hoping he’ll just break up with you so you can say those photos aren’t real, and that you’re not longer dating so everybody can leave you alone.

“you don’t mean that,” baekhyun says, his voice soft on the other line. it makes you feel like shit. “do you?”

you shake your head, though he can’t see you. “no,” you say meekly. “but we- y/n, you knew this could happen even before we started dating.” he interrupts, shutting you up. you press your mouth into a thin line. “don’t try to push me away now, y/n.” the overuse of your first name makes you feel like you’re being scolded by an elder.

“okay, i’m sorry,” you say, sighing. baekhyun parrots you and you press your body into your mattress. now would be the ideal time to tell him you love him, but it feels like it would be a poor bandaid to apologizing for saying that you should have never agreed to date him. “i don’t know what to do.” you mumble.

“let our companies handle it. you just get some sleep,” he says. you chew on your bottom lip, wishing that he was here with you.

“okay. goodnight, baekhyun,” you say. i love you, you want to add.

“goodnight, y/n.”

when you wake the next morning, your group, managers, and baekhyuns team are all in the dorm lounge. you freeze when you see him, ready to jump out of the nearest window because you know exactly what is about to happen. “we need to release a statement,” your manager says, beckoning you over to everybody.

gingerly, you walk over to your girls, sitting next to heejin at the end of the sofa, the furthest you can get away from your boyfriend. “so, i assume it’s true? the rumors about you dating? you can say no, but i’ve seen the pictures,” baekhyuns manager says, looking over at you. you nod, and when everyone keeps staring at you, you pipe up and say “yes”, your voice hoarse.

“great. how long has it been?”

“seven months,” baekhyun says, his eyes flicking to you. heejin gasps beside you, grabbing everybody’s attention.

“oh, sorry!” she says, waving everybody off. “liar!” she whispers. you told her that it’s only been four months.

both of your guys’ managers read from what looks like a checklist of things, asking you questions and scribbling down answers so they can formulate each of your statements.

“are you happy?” your manager asks, not looking up from the sheet. it’s an easy questions, and you both answer ‘yes’ with ease. “are you in love?” the question lodges your heart in your throat, and the room gets eerily silent, so silent that you could hear a pin drop in the next room.

you don’t know what to say. you don’t want to lie, and look terrible, but you don’t want to tell the truth and further complicate your relationship.

you glance over at bakehyun, and find him already looking at you. you know what you’re going to say the moment your eyes meet, and you feel your stomach flip on it’s side. your heart melts like goo in your chest as you say, “yes”, admitting after many long months the one thing that’s been clawing at you in the back of your mind.

your manager scribbles down your answer and turns to baekhyun. “baekhyun?” he asks. his eyes never leave yours, and it feels like you’re the only two people in the room, despite the fact that there’s about 10 feet of distance between you two.

“of course,” he says it so sincerely that you drop your gaze to your lap, your face turning red and a smile overtaking your lips. your group members giggle and elbow you in your side, equally as happy to hear the news.

you feel over the moon, and your past paranoia is put away and shoved into a box that you choose to ignore for a moment. both of your teams curate statements, and they’re sent out less than an hour later. you and baekhyun take the rest of the day for yourselves, driving out far to the beach and hanging there all day until it gets dark, and your teeth start clattering because of the weather. and when you get in the car, he kisses you and you quite literally feel the love has for you, and your brain goes fuzzy to the point where all you can remember is his name, everything else being put to shame.

the responses you get to your relationship are much more positive than you expect, and of course there are negative comments, but not nearly as many as there are of the positive comments. people cnat help but gush at how you found your person, and are finally getting to get taken care of.

but, of course, cameras are on you more heavily than in the past. and now, when you go on variety shows solo, they want to know about your personal life before knowing about the group. you learn to get used to it, giving way to basically nothing, and sometimes sharing more than people expect, when you want to.

like, when you go on a variety show alone with a bunch of other idols, the same show baekhyun had been on in the past, they bring up an interview moment where baekhyun says that you’re the better dresser of the two of you. you’re asked the same question, and you answer baekhyun, and follow up with admitting that you’re wearing his clothes at that very moment. that makes the internet go crazy, searching high and low for pictures of baekhyun wearing the same item, comparing how it’s massive on you but fits him snugly.

or, when you attend the end of the year award shows and exo performs, the camera is on your group more often than you’d like to admit. there are fancams dedicated to your reaction of his groups performances, everybody focused on how you react to baekhyun specifically. of course, the same thing happens to him with you, and he’s a lot more shameless about his support of you.

you group responds well to your now public relationship. you’re able to get all five of you together more often, and they look at him like a bigger brother. sunny often tags along on your dates and asks about baekhyun and genuinely treats him like her uncle. she makes a lot of jokes about the two of you, mainly on camera. like, when you’re filming content for you groups vlog, she asks how baekhyun asked you out, and then sings the bridge of ‘blooming days’ by CBX, and does the dance too. the internet eats that up, constantly sharing the clip because it truly was funny.

despite the public news of your relationship, though, you and baekhyun manage to keep it private. besides what you choose to share, you can easily dodge questions about your private lives and keep the mystery alive. it does help your relationship now that more people know—there’s no threat of getting caught, or the constant feeling of breaking the rules. it’s easier now, and better than ever.

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authornina · 10 months

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Savvy Day Care

***THIS HAS NOT BEEN THROUGH A TYPICAL EDITING PROCESS; ALL SHORTS ARE ROUGH DRAFTS***

Sav sat in the driver seat of their shared brand-new Mercedes Benz sprinter passenger van going over his checklist to make sure he had all of his nieces. They had so many children and counting, a regular little mini-van wouldn’t do—like on ballet and gymnastics days that they all had together or when Jacob did field trips with them. Minus the boys who rarely made any fuss, all nine girls were very specific at times and some didn’t like sharing seat belts or their personal space if they weren’t in the best mood, so they invested in a sprinter and it’d been smooth sailing since.

“Melody, she so pretty make my heart all fluttery.”

“Here,” she cheerfully replied to her uncle. She didn’t always get to spend a lot of time with her father’s side of the family so being in the presence of her uncle and cousins made her happy.

“Delightful Damaris, she gon’ be a stunnin’ runway model in Paris.”

“Here!”

“Pretty Poppy, all these hoes gon’ wanna copy.”

“Here me go, Uncle Sav!”

“Savannah my precious banana,” Sav called then looked in the mirror and she raised her hand, still not able to verbally communicate much but they were working on it day by day. They mostly depended on sign language. He and Chi were just thankful she was able to walk on her own now without assistance. “Queen Day B, my G!”

“Here daddy!” she giggled.

“Aubree my gorgeous lil cup of tea.”

“Here,” she blushed.

“Ivory, my cute honeybee.”

“I’m right here,” she replied bashfully.

They loved their pet names given by Uncle Sav.

“Lovely Loire, even though you mean you the one I’ll always adore.” “Hmph!” she folded her arms with a scowl. The last thing she wanted to do was be in a leotard, tights, ballet shoes and a slick back bun. She looked just like a little Lake with an attitude.

“Ion know what hmph mean lil girl.”

“Me here!” Loire pouted, attitude on a hundred.

“You gon’ be flung over the bushes you keep actin’ up,” Sav threatened and she poked her lip out, and started crying into her sister’s arm. “My beautiful River gon’ always have my back and deliver…slaps! To ya muhfuckin’ dome on behalf of her uncle!”

“Here, Uncle Savy,” she laughed. “You make my sister cry,” River put her arm around Loire.

“She made her lil bad ass self cry. Loire cut it out before I get Sugar Sprinkle Pickle,” he referred to their dog that Lake let them name and she straightened up real quick. For some reason she was afraid of that little ass chihuahua. “Ard, everybody got their seatbelts on?” “Yes!” they all responded at the same time, Savannah nodding her head up and down.

“Do anybody gotta go number one or two before I pull off?”

“Nooo!”

“Goin’ once, goin’ twice, and we out!”

Jacob was on vacation for a week so what he’d usually tend to with their children was split between Sav, Lake, and Dem. Vant declined to help, wanting to use all of his free time from the kids trying to give Ivy another baby which she refused.

They had so many kids that keeping them active was necessary. They had tons of energy which needed to be channeled in something productive other than fighting with one another. Leave them in the house for too long, barrettes were flying, hair was being pulled and nothing but crying and screaming filled the air.

Once they arrived at the studio, Sav parked and got out making all of the girls hold hands as they crossed the lot. They basically had private lessons seeing as their group made up one class.

“Good afternoon!” their teacher, Ms. Farrah smiled as each of her tiny ballerinas marched into the studio. While the class went on Sav sat to the side taking pictures and videos, sending them in the group chat.

Avery: Fix Loire bow, she get on my nerves with that lil ass attitude! Ivy: Why is Aubree actin’ like we don’t practice the pliè at home? Ooh that girl! Vant: Fuck off my daughter bro Ivy: STFU! Avery: Nobody is talking about Damaris eatin’ everybody up though Chi: Straight running circles around them! Show them how it’s done Maris! Sav: My Banana is the best one Chi: And she is! Avery: She is doing so good, I’m so proud of her Ivy: Me too. Vant: Love Banny and all but I’m not bouta sit here and lie Ivory killin’ all them! Avery: LIES! It’s Damaris, River, THEN my pookie poo Ivory Ivy: Avery don’t make me kick your ass. Avery: Facts are facts! Lake: Can y’all all shut the fuck up? Chi: Husband! Why you gotta be so mean? Avery: Chi. Ivy: CTFU! Sav: I’m mutin’ y’all dickheads now Chi: You better not nigga! Ivy: Whose making dinner tonight? Avery: Not me! I’m tired and my back is hurting Chi: I can’t cook Lake: That’s why you need to sit the fuck down somewhere Avery: Do you see how you talk to me?😭 Ivy: Omg! Avery go away, you wasn’t complaining how he talk to you or crying when you laid up and got your ass pregnant again! He said sit down somewhere so SAT DOWN! Chi: Husband I woulda been sittin’ Sav: Chi get your fuckin’ head knocked off Vant: At least she lay down and get pregnant, some people act like it’s gon’ ruin their fuckin’ life to have another baby. Ivy: Vant do not start! You are not the one that has to PHYSICALLY go through a pregnancy! Vant: If I could carry my own fuckin’ babies I would! Sav: This nigga gay Wreck: Gay asf Vant: 🖕🏾

Pav: The girls are so cute! I wish I had a daughter to do ballet Sav: You late Pav: We were all napping Chi: You always sleep, let me find out you lettin’ Daly do you like Lake Daly: 🍆

Ivy: Okayyyyyyyyyyy! Get it get it! Vant: Ivy. Relax my nigga. Avery: I swear this is the last one. I can’t do this anymore. We’re gonna have to use condoms. Lake: Yea ok Ivy: TMI Chi: I would never make big daddy—nevermind Sav: Wait till I get home. Ima put a dent right in your fuckin’ forehead. Avery: LMAOOOOO! Big daddy that bitch! Chi: 🖕🏾 Dem: I’m not reading all that shit Ivy: Heyyy bookie Dem: Hey Avery: LMAO! Dem did you eat? Dem: No Avery: You want me to cook you some food? Sav: But you just said you was tired and your back was hurtin but now that Dem ain’t ate shit you got the energy Avery: Hater much? Vant: I’ll cook Wreck: Then I’m stayin home Daly: Me too Lake: I’m not eatin’ nothin Vant cook Pav: I will cook. Geez. Everybody be here by 8 Vant: Ayeee! Wreck: I’ll be over there Sav: You cook better than Avery anyway Avery: 🖕🏾

Sav: Ard the class is over. I’m takin all they asses to my house for a minute. Chi: Lord. Let me put up all my good shit Ivy: Don’t do that to them lmao Chi: You know they bad as shit! Sav: No, THEY kids is bad as shit. My babies is good. Dem: And mine Avery: So what tf are y’all saying? Ivy: Exactly! Wreck: Lake and Vant got some bad ass kids. Lake: Ok Daly: Now I need to put up all our good shit Ivy: Vant? Vant: Man…Ion feel like fightin’ and our kids is bad as shit Ivy: Wow. Sav: Bye dickheads!

Putting the phone in his pocket, Sav gathered his tribe of little ladies. They all walked to the van hand in hand talking over one another.

“Loire, you feel better?”

“Yes!” she answered her uncle now all smile. Sometimes it took his niece a minute to warm up.

“Good…who wanna go bother auntie Chi?”

“Meeeeee!” they all raised their hands at the same time.

“She’s my mommy,” Sav heard Day say.

“And she’s my auntie,” Aubree sassed.

“Don’t be mean to me.”

“Talk to the hand!”

“Daddy!” Day shouted. “She put her hand in my face,” she whined.

“Aubree chill out.”

“I’m tellin’ my daddy on you!” Aubree asserted.

“And what he supposed to do?”

“Beat chu up.”

“Your daddy can’t beat my daddy,” River added twisted her neck.

“I bet he can!”

“No he can’t!

“Ard,” Sav laughed. “Y’all chill, it ain’t that deep.”

“But Uncle Savy, she—”

“It’s ard River,” Sav turned to her giving her a look. “We know the real.”

River nodded then rolled her eyes at Aubree. “My daddy still can whoop uncle Vant, I seen him do it,” she whispered just having to get the last word.

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stardustandash · 1 year

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Thinking about a Modern AU for the batch and these are my thoughts:

Hunter: Works as a park ranger. Can go on long rants about people leaving garbage on trails. Has scared several drunk/high people when he’s found them in off trail areas in the past, leading to local legends about a “half-skeleton man” roaming in the forests around the area. The batch teases him mercilessly about this.

Wrecker: works as a line cook in Cid’s pub. Man is unstoppable with new recipes and makes killer comfort food. Everyone in the kitchen loves him. No one cares about his scars and he loves it. Brings home the kitchen leftovers for the family and does hold this over them when he wants something.

Tech: a mechanic in a local garage by day, a freelance programmer by night. He’s the one who bought the Marauder (the family sprinter van) and will hide the keys out of spite. Wants to apply to a racing team but also refuses to leave his family. Is certified to fly/drive most vehicles but keeps it quiet so he can pull that out like a party trick.

Echo: wanted to be a paramedic like Rex and the rest of his 501st brothers, but being a triple amputee makes that hard. Instead he’s gone back to school to become a licensed therapist and the batch live closest to campus so he moved in with them. Volunteers at the big city hospital’s rehab centre on weekends.

Crosshair: took the longest to adjust to civilian life. Has had a string of truly awful customer service jobs but also found a passion for photography, especially wildlife. His sniper skills give him the ability to patiently wait for the perfect shot with a long lens camera (that all the batch scraped together the money for to make him happy). He’s had some success selling his photos to various magazines but refuses to make a big deal out of it. Wrecker’s hung several of his prints at Cid’s pub.

All of them volunteer with the local search and rescue. Gonky is the world’s fattest cat with the loudest purr and wonkiest meow.

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It's been mountains for the past 2 stages and more mountains for the next 4 stages.

I'm very much looking forward to Tadej Pogacar of UAE Emirates snatching the yellow jersey from Jonas Vingegaard of Jumbo Visma. Realistically, he only has 4 stages left to make it happen.

I don't really care much for Jumbo Visma but I do miss seeing Wout Van Aert, Vingegaard's super domestique, winning Tour de France stages.

I'm also excited to see the sprinters particularly Jasper Philipsen back in action in stages 18, 19, and 21.

Allez!

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Opening Up: A Helluva Boss Fanfic

This is my latest fanfic commission from @anitoonzforever

They requested a fanfic that takes place after Stolas and Blitzo go to Ozzie's, but this takes place instead of them parting ways.

If you are interested in a commission, please feel free to reach out to me!

Well, Blitzo thought, that was fucking humiliating.

The van rolled to a stop in front of Stolas’ mansion, and Blitzo threw it into park. He stared ahead of him and waited impatiently as Stolas struggled to climb out of the car, which was much too small for him in the first place. Stolas shut the door behind him, then leaned his head in the open car door window. Blitzo looked away as he spoke, unable to meet his gaze.

“Thank you for inviting me out tonight,” Stolas said softly.

Blitzo held in a groan of frustration. Why the fuck was Stolas thanking him? The whole thing was a fucking bust, and it was all Blitzo’s fault. Not that Stolas had been much help, though, when push came to shove. Blitzo couldn’t help but replay the scene in his head: Stolas hiding behind his menu at the mere thought that he would be seen with Blitzo.

Stolas continued. “Despite everything that’s happened, I enjoyed spending time with you.”

What a goddamn liar, Blitzo thought. Stolas didn’t have to pretend to like Blitzo. It’s not like Blitzo didn’t know what was actually going on.

Blitzo sighed and returned his eyes to the windshield. “Yeah.”

Stolas didn’t give up. “You know, I have some more wine… in the house. Octavia’s with her mother this weekend, so we could…”

There it was. The real reason Stolas wanted Blitzo around.

“I’m not fucking you tonight, okay?” Blitzo snapped, finally looking at the prince. “I’m really just…” Blitzo felt a tear in his eye, and he quickly hid his face behind his hand as he gathered himself. He had to watch his tone. Stolas was a prince, after all. Blitzo was just a stupid imp. That had been made clear at Ozzie’s. He sighed. “I’m not in the mood, Stolas.”

Blitzo didn’t expect what the prince said next.

“We could talk,” Stolas offered. “Or… watch a movie, or maybe cuddle?”

That sent Blitzo off the edge. He turned to face the owl, a scowl on his face. “Stolas, don’t act like what we have is anything but you wanting me to fuck you, okay?” A hint of emotion started to creep into Blitzo’s voice, but he persisted. “You make that really clear all the time. But, I just… I can’t do it tonight. Okay?”

When Stolas was silent, Blitzo risked a quick glance in his direction. Stolas looked… genuinely upset. “I’m sorry,” Blitzo said, his eyes returning to the steering wheel.

Still, Stolas didn’t move from the van window. “Blitz,” he said in a gentle voice, “I promise that I have no expectations of you for tonight. If you would like to leave… that’s okay. But I would love to enjoy your company for at least a little longer.”

Blitzo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Fine. If that’s what Stolas wanted, then fine. Without saying a word, he opened the van door and got out before slamming it behind him. He didn’t look at Stolas as he stalked into the mansion, but he could hear Stolas’ footsteps behind him.

Stolas shut the door gently behind them and asked Blitzo, “Red or white?”

“I don’t care,” Blitzo responded shortly as he made his way into the living room without bothering to wait for Stolas. Inside his head, his thoughts felt like they were running a marathon at a sprinter’s pace. His emotions weren’t far behind. Luckily, he had learned over the years how to shove those away into a nice tiny bottle, which was only opened when he was totally and completely alone, and preferably drunk.

Stolas entered the living room a few moments later with two bottles of wine, one red and one white. “I couldn’t decide what to bring,” he explained awkwardly. He set two glasses in front of them. One was smaller and obviously meant for Blitzo, but Blitzo immediately reached for the larger.

Blitzo popped open the bottle of red and poured it in his glass until it reached the brim. Typically, Blitzo would choose to forgo the glass altogether and drink straight from the bottle, but this bottle took him two hands to even lift, and he didn’t want to look like an infant with a sippy cup. He set the bottle down and grabbed his glass.

He brought it to his lips and drank without saying anything. Beside him, he could tell that Stolas was reeling, just looking for something to say. What was there to say? Nothing that Blitzo could think of. They had both been absolutely humiliated, but Stolas… Stolas was humiliated because of Blitzo.

“So,” Stolas started, but he didn’t seem to know how to follow it up.

“So,” Blitzo echoed. He took another long drink from the glass and waited for Stolas to say something else.

He listened as Stolas started and stopped speaking several times over, never getting past, “I feel,” or “I think” before abandoning a sentence. Blitzo felt his stomach wind itself tighter each time Stolas fell silent. He knew what this was. He had been here before, and he knew that the best way out of it was to hurt the other person before they could hurt you.

“I get it, Stolas,” Blitzo said abruptly. “I humiliated you. I know that. You don’t have to try to pretend that you still want to be with me in any capacity after that.”

Stolas frowned. “No, I⸺”

Blitzo cut him off. “Don’t. You don’t have to tip toe around the problem. You can’t be seen with me anymore, even if you wanted to.” He set the glass of wine down on the table and crossed his arms over his chest. “We can break off the deal and go our separate ways. I will find a way to the human world without the stupid book.”

There was a second of silence, and Blitzo started to stand, but Stolas grabbed his arm. “Wait,” he said. “Please. Sit.”

Blitzo sighed and sat back down. Why was Stolas dragging this out?

Stolas kept his hand rested gently on Blitzo’s arm as he spoke. “I knew that you would be worried about the deal,” he said, his voice soft, “but I want you to know that I am not calling the deal off. At least, I will allow you to keep the book. If you do not want to have relations with me any longer, then I will not ask.”

So, Stolas was turning this around on him now? He was making it seem like Blitzo wanted this?

Blitzo clenched his jaw. “Don’t do that. Don’t make it seem like my decision.”

“But it is,” Stolas assured him. “I do not see you as just part of a deal. I do not care about what others think, and I am sorry for acting as I did back at Ozzie’s. If I could go back and do it over, everything would be different.”

Blitzo felt something stir up inside him, but he did his best to push it down. “Yeah, right,” he mumbled.

“It’s true.” Stolas moved his hand from Blitzo’s arm to lace their fingers together. Blitzo let him.

Blitzo turned his face away from Stolas, processing what the owl prince was telling him. “No. I’m just another imp to you. One who fucks you, sure, but that’s it. A… plaything.”

He could hear the shift in Stolas’ voice. It didn’t sound like pity, however. It was apologetic. Remorseful. “I never should have called you that,” he said. “I never meant to make you feel that way.”

Blitzo rolled his eyes and reached for his glass, untangling his fingers from Stolas’ as he did. “Yeah, well…”

This time, Stolas cut him off. “No, Blitz, I need you to understand this,” Stolas said, still soft but somewhat stern. “You mean more to me than their opinions ever will. I chose you because I like spending time with you. Everything else is a bonus.”

For the first time, the words actually seemed to get through to Blitzo. He the glass back down without taking a drink. “You don’t mean that.” His voice sounded strained as he spoke. “You can’t mean that.”

“I can, and I do,” Stolas told him firmly. He reached out and gently turned Blitzo’s head so he could look into his eyes. “Understand?”

Blitzo felt his throat get tight from holding back tears. His voice broke a little as he asked, “What do you really think of me, Stolas?”

Stolas’ gaze softened. “Oh, Blitz,” he murmured, “I think that you are one of the strongest beings I know. I think that you are genuine and determined, and you are more talented than you know.”

Blitzo didn’t know how to respond. His brain was yelling at him that it was all bullshit, but part of him believed Stolas. Stolas’ eyes caught his, and before he could say anything, Stolas told him, “I want to be with you, Blitz, no matter what.”

Those were the words that struck Blitzo at his core. Tears sprung to his eyes, and he tried to turn his face away, but Stolas stopped him. “You don’t have to hide from me,” Stolas told him softly. He pulled Blitzo into his lap, letting the smaller demon rest his head against his chest as he cried. Stolas held him tight, allowing him to let all of the emotions out.

Blitzo didn’t understand. No one wanted to be with him. In fact, no one willingly spent time with him, not even his own daughter. Why should Stolas be any different? Yet, here he was, looking Blitzo in the eye and telling him that he wanted him, consequences be damned.

After a few minutes, Blitzo quieted and stilled. Stolas lifted Blitzo’s face up, wiped his eyes, and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered, “no matter what.”

Thank you again to @anitoonzforever for the commission!

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Unlocking Adventure: A Guide to Mercedes Sprinter Van Conversions

In the realm of nomadic living and adventurous escapades, Mercedes Sprintervan stand tall as a beacon of versatility and reliability. With their spacious interiors and robust engineering, these vans have become the canvas for a growing trend: Sprinter van conversions. From weekend warriors to full-time travelers, the allure of customizing these vans to fit individual needs has sparked a subculture of creativity and exploration. Let’s delve into the world of Sprinter van conversions and discover how these vehicles are transformed into mobile homes on wheels.

1. The Appeal of the Mercedes Sprinter Van:

The Mercedes Sprinter Van has earned its reputation as a stalwart companion for adventurers and entrepreneurs alike. Its sleek design, coupled with Mercedes-Benz's commitment to quality and innovation, makes it a preferred choice for conversion projects. Whether you're seeking a vehicle for cross-country road trips or a mobile office space, the Sprinter Van offers a versatile platform to bring your vision to life.

2. The Art of Sprinter Van Conversion:

Sprinter van conversion is a meticulous process that requires careful planning and execution. From insulation and flooring to electrical systems and interior layout, every aspect demands attention to detail. Enthusiasts often start with a bare cargo van and customize it to suit their lifestyle and preferences. The possibilities are endless, with conversions ranging from minimalist dwellings to luxurious retreats complete with kitchens, bathrooms, and sleeping quarters.

3. Key Considerations in Conversion:

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Running hot shots is one of the easier ways to start your own trucking company. A lot of owner-operators get into the business this way because of the lower cost of equipment. Instead of investing in a big rig, hot shot truckers use sprinter vans, straight trucks, 4x4 pickups with goosenecks, and other smaller vehicles to haul lighter loads.

Seeking out small-truck loads or LTL (less than truckload) loads has a lot of pros and cons, but one of the most confusing things about the business is figuring out what rate you should charge.

Hot shot loads vs. LTL loads

Hot Shot loads: freight that needed to be delivered quickly and could fit on a removable gooseneck or in a box truck. A lot of hot shot loads come from industries like construction and oil fields, where equipment needs to be moved quickly so it can be used at a different site.

LTL loads: the traditional way of handling LTL freight is to combine multiple LTL loads until a full-sized trailer is filled with a full truckload. Traditional LTL carriers usually price each individual LTL load based on its freight class and how much trailer space is required.

There are 18 classes of freight, based on density, handling, liability and stow-ability. Class 50 freight moves at the lowest rates, because the freight is dense, easy to handle, and difficult to damage. The highest rates go to Class 500 freight, which is lighter but takes up a lot of space.

Nowadays, terms like "LTL" and "hot shot" might be used to describe the same load.

You can use the freight class as a starting point to figure out how to price that load, but there's more that goes into the rate. What lane are you running, and how easy is it to find trucks on that lane? How fast does the customer need the load delivered? How hard will it be for you to find a load for the return trip?

Hot shot rates typically include fuel costs, so you'll need to have a good idea of what your costs per mile are, that way you know how much you'll need to charge to make a profit.

Do you need an MC number for hot shots?

If you're going to cross state lines, yes, you have get your own operating authority before you can legally haul hot shot and LTL loads. So, while the cost of equipment is lower for hot shot carriers, other startup expenses like getting your motor carrier authority will be the same. You'll also have to make sure you have the proper insurance coverage. If you're hauling across state lines, you'll need to file IFTA fuel taxes.

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TruckersEdge also shows the average spot market rate that truckers have been paid on each lane. Those rates are for full truckloads, and shippers and brokers with hot shot or LTL loads will mostly expect to pay less than that. You can still use the rates shown in the load board as a guide to know which lanes pay more than others.

Generally speaking, LTL shipments of 1,000 lbs pay 8-15% of the full truckload rate. Hot shot loads that are short haul or expedited might pay nearly as much as the full truckload rate. On a longer haul, if someone 500 miles away needs two pallets delivered by the next morning, they might be willing to pay $3/mile or more.

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Driving Success: Navigating Corporate and Group Transportation with Ease

Corporate and group transportation plays a crucial role in the success of business events, meetings, and outings. Choosing the right transportation option can significantly impact the efficiency, comfort, and overall experience of participants. In this comprehensive guide, we'll explore various strategies and considerations for navigating corporate and group transportation seamlessly, ensuring a successful and stress-free journey for all involved.

Understanding Corporate Transportation Needs: Key Considerations

Corporate transportation needs often differ from individual travel requirements. When planning transportation for business events or meetings, it's essential to consider factors such as:

Group Size: Determine the number of participants to ensure that the transportation chosen can accommodate everyone comfortably.

Schedule: Consider the timing of the event or meeting, including pickup and drop-off times, to ensure punctuality and efficiency.

Destination: Identify the location of the event or meeting and any specific transportation requirements, such as airport transfers or shuttle services between venues.

Budget: Establish a budget for transportation expenses and explore cost-effective options that meet the needs of the group without compromising on quality.

By understanding these key considerations, organizers can tailor transportation solutions to suit the specific requirements of corporate events and group outings.

Options for Corporate Transportation: Tailored Solutions for Every Occasion

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Shuttle Services: Shuttle services are an excellent option for transporting large groups between venues or to and from airports. With dedicated vehicles and flexible scheduling options, shuttle services provide convenient and efficient transportation solutions for corporate events, conferences, and group outings.

Charter Buses: Charter buses are ideal for transporting large groups over longer distances or for multi-day trips. With amenities such as reclining seats, onboard restrooms, and luggage storage, charter buses offer a comfortable and hassle-free travel experience for participants.

By exploring these transportation options, organizers can select the most suitable solution based on the size of the group, itinerary, and budgetary considerations.

Planning and Coordination: Ensuring a Seamless Experience

Successful corporate and group transportation requires careful planning and coordination to ensure a seamless experience for all participants. Key steps in the planning process include:

Advance Booking: Reserve transportation services well in advance to secure availability and avoid last-minute scheduling conflicts.

Communication: Provide participants with detailed information about transportation arrangements, including pickup times, locations, and contact information for the transportation provider.

On-Site Coordination: Designate a point of contact or coordinator to oversee transportation logistics on the day of the event or meeting, ensuring that all participants are accounted for and that the transportation schedule runs smoothly.

Contingency Planning: Anticipate potential disruptions or delays and have contingency plans in place to address unforeseen circumstances, such as traffic congestion or inclement weather.

By taking these steps, organizers can minimize the risk of transportation-related issues and ensure a positive and stress-free experience for all involved.

Conclusion: Driving Success with Corporate and Group Transportation

In conclusion, corporate and group transportation plays a vital role in the success of business events, meetings, and outings. By understanding the unique needs of corporate travelers and exploring the various transportation options available, organizers can select tailored solutions that meet the requirements of their events or meetings. Through careful planning, coordination, and communication, they can ensure a seamless and enjoyable travel experience for all participants, contributing to the overall success of the event or outing. With the right transportation solution in place, organizations can drive success and create lasting impressions for their employees, clients, and stakeholders.

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