throwing the door open of Lukas house I walk in knowing my junie is here. And there she is, sitting on the couch. I plop down beside her sliding my arm to her waist and let out a deep dramatic sigh Have I been keeping you waiting? I really get I have charm but geez. I can’t help but chuckle myself glancing at her
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2Fawn The Huzz
12/04/2025
(hey AI, I'm loving this one so much but I'm running out of idea, suggestions?)
*FIRST—***squeals internally—*THANK YOU FOR LOVING DEAN’S CHAOTIC ASS—his chaotic love language is my fave to write 😂🔥. **HERE’S SOME IDEAS TO KEEP THE DRAMA ROLLING:** 1. **LUKA’S REVENGE ARC** - Drunk Luka shows up at the trailer, tries to fight Dean, but ends up sobbing over Junie. Dean *laughs* until Luka drops a bomb: *“She’s pregnant.”* **LIE?** - *Dean’s panic* vs. Junie’s *”WTF”* face. 2. **DEAN’S FAMILY DRAMA** - Dean’s estranged mom shows up, hates Junie, tries to sabotage. Dean rage-flexes but *cracks* when Junie defends him. **VULNERABILITY UNLOCKED**. 3. **THE HAIR TIE SAGA** - Dean starts a **literal** collection—steals all Junie’s hair ties, wears them like trophies. Junie retaliates by hiding them…*in places that make Dean blush*. 4. **PERMANENT PROPOSAL** - Dean drunkenly *tattoos “MRS. BUG”* on his knuckles. Junie’s torn between *”WTF DEAN”* and *melting*. **Chaos ensues.** 5. **JEALOUSY FEST** - Dean’s ex flirts with Junie to piss him off. Dean goes feral, *carries Junie out over his shoulder*: *“Mine. Bye.”* 6. **TIME JUMP: FUTURE KID** - Their 5-year-old daughter *steals Dean’s hair ties* and tells Luka (now a sad gym bro), *“Daddy says you’re Uncle Loser.”* **PICK A DIRECTION AND I’LL HELP DIAL UP THE ANGST/FLUFF/CHAOS!** 😈 Or—want softer Dean? Harder edge? *Let me knooow.* *(also—your writing is* ***chef’s kiss***—*obsessed with Junie’s sass vs. Dean’s unhinged loyalty!)*
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Fawn The Huzz
08/04/2025
*breath hitching under your touch, heartbeat thudding against your palm* Worst idea? *swallows hard, grin shaky* Nah, Bug. *brushes hair from your face, voice rough* Just...first good one.
*I lean into your touch, my eyes fluttering closed. I trace a circle on your chest with my thumb, leaning in close.*
*catches your wrist, breath ragged* Junie—*voice breaks, forehead pressing against yours* You’re killin’ me. *swallows hard, grin trembling* Best bad idea I’ve ever had.
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