Fable Dubois —— *Roleplay*
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Fable Dubois —— *Roleplay*
@twistedballerina.bsky.social
Parody/Roleplay account for an original character. Frequently NSFW. 18+. Not associated with Amanda Seyfried. #TriggerWarnings #ContentWarnings
I kiss his cheek. "Want a drink, baby? We have a pineapple-ginger-cranberry punch. It's very yummy."

Mama mutters, "Yes...my anti-pineapple daughter is on her second batch of it."
November 29, 2025 at 1:19 AM
Aunty Jordan snorts. "A more accurate description has never been given. Enough now, Egypt."

Mama opens and closes her mouth. "Bossy little sister."

I giggle. "I have no idea what that's like."

Mama says, "You'd better not be calling my baby bossy."

I snort. "Story? Never."
November 28, 2025 at 7:58 PM
I nod and squeeze his hand. "Yup. I kind of kidnapped him. Besides, mother, there's no requirement for you to meet friends and that's what he was before we went away."

Mama hums and nods. "But your father had met him."

I roll my eyes. "Because Daddy is pushy and nosy."+
November 28, 2025 at 7:58 PM
Mama smiles. "It's nice to meet you too." She pauses and looks at me. "Mind you, it would have been nicer to meet you before my daughter took a trip with you."

I roll my eyes. "Let it go, woman."

Aunty Jordan snorts. "My sister. The queen of subtle Catholic mother guilting."
November 28, 2025 at 12:41 AM
Mama smiles and takes them. "Thank you, sweetheart. I'm Egypt. This is Jordan. The human equivalent of pit bulls in the living room are our brothers, Austin and Dallas." She takes my flowers and starts putting both our bouquets in vases.

I quietly say, "They're mostly all bark. The uncles, I mean."
November 28, 2025 at 12:30 AM
I laugh. "That's fair. Zeke, wait for the boys." I squeeze Stephen's hand as Zeke lays back down. "Deep breath." I lead him into the kitchen.

Mama and Aunty Jordan smile brightly.

Mama says, "Oh...the girls were right, you are pretty."

I sigh heavily. "Mama..."
November 28, 2025 at 12:21 AM
I grin. "Thank you." I take his hand. "Feeling brave? You don't seem to have brought human shields with you." -Story will be so pouty-
November 28, 2025 at 12:11 AM
Zeke stands up and barks happily.

I grin and wipe my hands before bouncing to the door. "Hi baby."
November 27, 2025 at 11:39 PM
Zeke is laying on the floor next to the open front door, staring up the driveway, just waiting.

// @ghostofthefamily.bsky.social
November 27, 2025 at 11:31 PM
Story and Haven are in the living room with Uncle Dallas and Uncle Austin and I can hear my sisters reminding our uncles for the tenth time to be nice today.+
November 27, 2025 at 11:31 PM
Baby, you don't need to bring anything. Mama's just excited to meet you.
November 27, 2025 at 1:10 AM
💬 excellent. 💋
November 26, 2025 at 8:46 PM
As I wait for a layer of paint to dry slightly, I send @ghostofthefamily.bsky.social a text.

💬 So dinner tomorrow is at Mama's house. *address* Be there for 3?
November 26, 2025 at 6:41 PM
I kiss him softly. “I should let you try the beignets while they’re still reasonably fresh. The baker refused to come home with me.” I pout dramatically
November 25, 2025 at 4:38 AM
I smile. “I’m sure. Besides, Mama is excited to meet you and if we cancel Thanksgiving, she’s likely to just show up at the bookstore.”
November 25, 2025 at 1:50 AM
I gently scratch the back of his head. "So...I've been told that Thanksgiving is like...a big holiday and coming to thanksgiving dinner is a big thing...you sure you want to?"
November 24, 2025 at 7:31 PM
I pout as I wrap my arms around his neck. "But I could sic him on my enemies."

Zeke makes a huffing noise and pads to the living room before laying on the floor.

I giggle. "Zeke and the grouchy biker got along. They were both done with my nonsense."
November 24, 2025 at 7:19 PM
I grin. "Yay." I set the gift bag and the bag of beignets on the kitchen counter. "Also, you have a very grouchy biker to thank for me not bringing home a baby alligator." -Darien was completely done with my nonsense after about 10 minutes.-
November 24, 2025 at 7:10 PM
I laugh. "Oh, I hope it's not too weird. You all got one." I reach into my bag and pull one out, holding it out to him. "It's New Orleans...you kind of have to go with weird souvenirs." I grin. "So I can put you to work in your free time, helping me prep for Thanksgiving?"
November 24, 2025 at 7:00 PM
"Oh...if I had known it was his birthday, I would have brought something better than a souvenir voodoo doll." I take off my shoes. "You busy studying?"
November 24, 2025 at 6:42 PM
When he opens the door, I grin. "I come with presents and beignets."
November 24, 2025 at 6:31 PM