Summary: When Red asks Rus to look in on his sick brother, Rus agrees to stop by. Eh, it can’t hurt to help out a pal. Right?
Notes: This title is like a metaphor for my life. Why do I do this to myself?
Tags: heatfic, dubious consent, NSFW, frenemies to lovers, first time, more if I think of them
PLEASE READ THE TAGS: This is a Heat story, so there are going to be issues of consent. I don’t do partner rape, nope, but hey, I want to be straight with y’all. I like heatfics personally, but I understand how they can be troubling for some people. So there it is. There is no explicit sex in this chapter. There will be eventually. There are some dubious consent-ish happenings.
Hnnnngggg already so looking forward to this! Heat fics aren’t always my cup of tea, but you’ve set this up really well (and I mean—it’s Spicyhoney!! YOUR Spicyhoney! I can’t wait!)
Please note—at this time, I cannot tag for the fic on the whole, as it isn’t completed yet. If you’re concerned, then please DM me with specific questions or wait until Halloween, when this fic will be posted in its entirety on AO3 with all relevant tags. Until then, I can say this—
This fic contains references to BODY DYSMORPHIA, PREGNANCY TREATED AS HORROR, SOCIALLY UNACCEPTABLE EMOTIONS RELATED TO PREGNANCY AND HAVING CHILDREN, RELATIONSHIP TROUBLES, and DISCUSSION OF ABORTION AND/OR MISCARRIAGE (not played for angst).
>//< This is what I need right now! Is it weird that this feels like comfort to me? I was honestly praying that Edge would be there for him in this time.
Summary: “And where do you think you’re going dressed like that?”
Notes: Geez, every time I start feeling better I catch something else. But darn it I wanted a drabble.This is pretty much based on a discussion I had with @cheapbourbon that I can’t reveal because it’ll spoil the fun. So enjoy!