#God help this man if any of his kids are twins or triplets

[lewiscarrolatemybrain]

Something that doesn't happen enough in fics is Whitebeard doing the dad thing where he calls one of his kids by all of their siblings' names before finally getting the right one.

Whitebeard, pointing at Ace: Marc-- Izo-- Haru-- YOU! Jozu and Jiro get mixed up all the time. So do Blamenco and Blenheim. They're at least almost understandable, but this man has so many goddamn kids, you know he sometimes will just completely forget who's name is who's.

Whitebeard calls Namur Kingdew and Namur is like DO I LOOK LIKE--

[chosowarmer]

Nanami Kento x Boyfriend!Reader [18+]

transgender!man nanami ; male reader ; babytrapping ; pregnancy ; breeding ; 2.0k wc

The two of you having dated for a year or so, Nanami desires more; he wants your baby. You're not interested in being a father, but that's okay, once he's pregnant you'll want it as much as he does.

A/N: ripping my hair out, no longer playing around, nanami i wont u 😵‍💫😵‍💫 this was supposed to be like 750 words and pretty short since i was writing something else but oh well

When he first brought up the idea of having a baby, you told him plainly you weren’t interested. It broke his heart knowing you didn’t want to father his children, but at the time he didn’t push it further than that. 

Now, a year together with you, he couldn’t stand it a second longer. He’d been patient, hoping you’d change your mind or maybe forget to wear a condom, but you were always so careful with him, even buying him Plan B just in case. 

Why did it matter if you had only been together for a year? If anything, that was too long for him, he should’ve been pregnant months ago. Every time you showered him in love and affection, he couldn’t help but think of how good a father you’d be. He still loved you, even if you were denying him the domestic life he desired; he’d just have to calculate a way to go about it without you knowing at first, and then afterward you’d understand. You’d love it.

He acts indirectly at first. Poking holes in the condoms in your nightstand. Being more needy than usual; initiating sex first more often. Being more insistent you fuck him rather than eat him out or fingerfuck him. He even began taking fertility pills, hoping to ovulate more often. Frustratingly, it all fell flat, you weren't even aware of what he was doing and were still managing to deny him. 

He sighed, he couldn’t even understand why you wouldn’t want to get him pregnant. Filling his womb with your cum, fucking him over and over and over until he was tearing up, bulging slightly from the volume of seed in him. Holding him there, cockwarming him to make sure his womb got every last bit. 

A few months later the two of you could notice a bump forming. Rubbing his stomach as you feel over the small bump, praising him for carrying your kid for you, and how well he was doing it too. Day by day, watching his belly grow more swollen and taut. He’d have to show up to work so he could officially sign off his paternity leave. His co-worker’s eyes on his distended abdomen, asking how many months along he was, whether it was a girl or boy, how many did he even have in there. He wouldn’t show it on his face, but he would like the attention, answering their inexhaustible questions in his usual stoic manner. And he’d bat away any dawdling hands that tried to touch his belly, that was for you alone. 

If the two of you wanted a baby shower, it’d be good to set it up early, or else he’d have to show up with his belly exposed, since there wouldn’t be many clothes to fully hide it. His shirt riding up, or maybe just unbuttoned as he spends most of the function sitting down from your insisting. You wouldn’t take your eyes off him for a minute. Maybe he’s even carrying more than one for you, god he hoped so.

And if it was twins or even triplets, he’d barely be able to get around on his own. If anything, knowing how caring you were, you’d insist for him to lie down; getting anything he needed, feeding into any cravings he’d have. You already show him so much love and attentiveness now, why wouldn’t you want to do that while he was carrying your kids too?

Once he had you, you'd understand.

.♡. 

It's during the peak of his next ovulation that he decides to hide the condoms. You’re only watching TV when he comes back, sitting himself up against you, pulling you in close to hold you. You smile at him, cuddling in closer. Good.

He’s slow at first. He kisses your neck, letting his hand feel up your waist. You sigh lovingly. Nanami had been more initiative lately; you hadn’t paid it much mind, thinking it was stress from work or something. But you did kind of want to finish this episode first. You pat his arm, turning to peek at him, “Baby, I love you, but can I please finish this episode first? And then we can do what you want, I promise.”

He huffs, hugging you closer, “That’s fine.”

It wasn’t that fine, he was desperate for you to fuck him now, but if you needed him to wait, he could do that. After twenty minutes or so, he felt restless; by the way you spoke, it seemed like the show was almost over, but it just kept going and going. He’s got his face buried in the crook of your neck, taking in that familiar, delicious scent of your cologne, it drove him crazy. 

He lets his hand roam your body again, noting the way your breath hitches as he does so. He’d love to be more patient like you asked, but it felt like his body was on fire, he needed this. He purrs in your ear, “How much longer?”

You don’t how to tell him you lost focus of the show ten minutes ago, too distracted by his body against yours as held you to him. The way you could feel his chest rising up and down, his breath right by your neck, and feeling him readjust himself now and again against you. You’re not even sure you want to check how much time is left in the episode, moaning when you feel him resume kissing your neck. Nanami takes that as confirmation from you, tracing his hand down your happy trail as he reaches the hem of your pants. When you nod, begging for him to touch you, he’s overjoyed.

He pushes his hand into your boxers, reaching past your cock to cup your balls. You groan, eyes rolling back as he massages and fondles you. God, he can feel how heavy and full you were; he needed you to pump him full. He squeezes you gently which elicits another erotic moan out of you. Your cock twitches as he tilts your head to him to look at him, the look he gives you almost hungry. 

“Y/n…Can we move this?” 

.♡. 

He’s on top of you, his wet pussy humping against your cock as he kisses you hard, inviting his tongue into your mouth. Nanami moans as you grab his ass, guiding his hips along your dick. He pulls away, begging for you to fuck him now. 

“Please, sweetheart… ♡”

You can’t argue with that, you kiss him again before rummaging in your nightstand for a condom. When you come up empty, you’re confused, you were so sure you still had a few left. 

“Hah.. fuck.. Kento, do you have a condom?”

Nanami would grin if he didn’t want to be caught, “No…No, I don’t think so, sweetheart, sorry.” He kisses along your jawline, hoping to bring your focus back to him instead of focusing on the missing condoms. He humps against your cock again, with a desperate moan, “Please, y/n..♡ Haah… I need you so much.”

You cup his face, knowing how much he wants it, but you didn’t want to be too careless, “I know, baby, I know… but I don’t think I’m gonna be able to fuck you today if we don’t have any… How ‘bout something else ♡?”

He huffs, that was not the answer he wanted to hear. He leans right by your ear, and whines. His deep voice begs you, pleading for you to let it slide this once, for him. He slides his cunt along your cock, feeling it twitch from under him; exactly why he left it untouched, he needed you needy. And it works when he hears you hesitate to retort him, a hitch in your voice as you fail to give a proper reply back. 

He puts the nail in the coffin as he trails his hand down to his aching cunt, widening his folds as he lets the head of your cock rub right up against it, so close to slipping in him. Pre-cum dribbles out of you onto his pussy as he moans again, right up in your ear, “I have Plan B, sweetheart…♡  Please, please.. Can I have this ♡♡?”

Fuck, it convinces you as you slam him down on your dick, drawing a pleasured cry out of him as he mutters “thank you”’s and “I love you”s. Your cock always made his mind a mess, but today felt like he was melting; knowing you were gonna fill him, impregnate him, fuck, he was losing his mind. He can’t thank you enough, bouncing on it as he clutches around you, like he doesn’t want to let go. 

“Thank you… haah.♡…. Nggh.. Thank you, sweetheart, thank you….♡” 

You tell him how much you love him, how full you’re gonna make him and it’s like you flipped a switch in his brain. His tight walls convulsing around you as he cums right there and then, crying out as you slam your cock deep in him, now lost in the moment. 

You were gonna make him full, so full of your seed, your babies, “FUCK…! HAAH… ❤︎! Fill me, please, please ♡♡!”

Your pace stutters as you feel him squeeze around you, groaning. This is it, what’s he’s been wanting for so long. He moans as he feels your dick throb inside him, you were so close.

You’re not even sure you could pull out if you wanted to, it was like he wanted to keep there forever. You try not to thrust too deep, but he’s got you figured out as he takes you all the way in, slamming his ass down. It’s too much for you as you grip him tight, cumming deep as he milks every bit of seed out of you. He cries again, squirting right on your cock as he whimpers and moans "thank you"s. 

He wants to keep you nice and buried in him, not wanting to lose a drop. However, after catching your breath, you squeeze his hand, signaling for him to let you pull out. He hesitates before ultimately letting you go, pulling off your cock with a wet squelch. He kisses your cheek, pulling you close to hold as he smiles faintly. 

“I love you so much.”

You smile back at him, taking his hand in yours, “I love you, too.”

.♡. 

It's exactly two months later when you're taking out the trash in the bathroom that you notice it, a pregnancy test box, clear as day, resting at the top. 

Kento… he…?

You dump out the rest of the container in a panic, desperate to find the stick but it's nowhere to be found. Hearing the front door open, you head over to confront; when did he buy it, why did he buy it, was he… He wasn’t… right? He smiles, cupping your face before holding out an envelope for you to read. He moves to hug you from behind, goading you to open it, wanting to see your reaction as you both read it. You swallow, skimming over the contents.

It’s a lab. For a blood pregnancy test. Positive.

Nanami kisses your cheek, telling you how much he's wanted this for the two of you and it was finally happening. He puts his hand over yours, noting your quiet response.

"The doctor believes it might even be twins. How does that sound? You? A father of two?" You glance back at him, a faint smile on his face. He's so... happy? How?

"I love you, sweetheart."

You glance back at the lab test.

Positive. Twins. A father. Already? You hadn't even married him yet.

You were always so careful with him, making sure you wore a condom or to pull out beforehand. Maybe you forgot one time, or it was a faulty condom. But… to be a father already, well, it was all just so soon, it’s not like… you couldn't...

You feel Nanami's strong arms hug you closer, an unfamiliar tone in his voice as he spoke.

"Y/n...? You're excited, aren't you?"

You can’t see his face, focus still glued to the lab test, but he sounds….

Sigh.. You can't walk out on him. You loved him. Even… Even if…

You turn your head with a smile, "Of course, I love you, baby."

He beams, kissing you again.

[riewritten]

in my head nothing absolutely bad happens in monster anime and they’re actually triplets in a family sitcom somewhere

more headcanons under the cut ✂️

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no child experiments. no kinderheim 511. their birth sequence would be Johan first, Anna second, and Nina the youngest. it doesn't actually materialize that much in their dynamics (given they're triplets) except that these two oldest are oooooover overprotective of nina. mama vera was forced to labor the three of them prematurely out of stress upon receiving the news of her husband's death. her brother-in-law, klaus poppe, who had helped vera with the kids after the hubby's death, tried to pursue her not long after. and not only that, klaus also tried to lure anna into this silly lil experiment about children which he claimed was for 'work' at the red rose mansion all the while their mother was out. vera almost killed the man when baby johan exposed him while crying. this event led vera to cut ties with the poppe family and valiantly raised her triplets on her own. vera wasn't able to squeeze any info out of anna (on what poppe had done to her specifically while she was out). worried that she might be traumatized, vera got her into therapy. in the end, only johan and anna knew of it, and whatever happened sure left wounds deep inside anna's heart.

SO, that said!

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would be sooooo villanelle-coded (minus the psychopathy of course). like she is the Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss but at the same time she could also be the Female Rage™️. i am absolutely whipped at the thought that she'd have a complicated relationship with johan despite being inseparable during childhood because she's astute enough to know the real him, without filter whatsoever, and she could notice things the naive nina couldn't. no, johan didn't have to be a murderer in this universe for anna to hate him, he just got The Attitude that anna despises. it's jus the typical sibling fight though no worries. it's like there's this modern family-esque interview segments of them talking shit about each other every episode (little do they know, if a war ever breaks, they would absolutely sacrifice themselves to save each other — of course after ensuring their youngest sister's safety first and foremost).

in @suusoh 's head which i claim to be the same as mine because susu is rie and rie is susu, anna is as queer as she could be. and, in my silly lil daydreams, she actually labeled herself queer for clout bc she wanna rebel against societal standards only for it to end up the truest thing she had ever said about herself years later. on top of that, she actually envies her twin brother for having a dick like oh my god girl what the hell is wrong with you. ironically, she tends to be an absolute man-hater sometimes (depends on her mood). she could be a little impulsive, too, especially when she reached the rebellious age. boyfriends here, girlfriends there, and out of curiosity she even tried polygamy that's absolutely not her thing but she did anyway to annoy her conservative christian stepfather.

there's this only moment anna had accepted johan's attitude, remorsefully so, and thats when some girl tried to maul nina at uni (thank god she's good at judo) after mistaking her as anna ㅜㅜ this stranger apparently had her boyfriend stolen by anna during one of her impulsive moments (jesus christ). nina assured them it was all good after anna cried. but johan was absolutely pissed, and anna had a hard time forgiving herself for putting her loveliest babiest angel of a sister in danger bc of her shenanigans.

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who is he, indeed, if red rose mansion wasn't that traumatic and kinderheim 511 never existed ? it's also hard to imagine for me, tbh, it's just that i think he'd be a chill lil guy who lives in his own head. nina has a hard time managing countless of confessions from different people in the campus—you see, anna is too wild to approach, johan is too absent-minded to care, and nina is the most amicable of them three. when nina opens her locker she'd expect a bunch of love letters addressed to three people: anna, johan, and then herself. majority of them is addressed to johan, tho.

if anna takes pride in her beauty and charisma while nina takes pride in her congeniality and physical prowess, johan keeps up with his brains. he is constantly the school's top one. he gets sent to other campuses for academic competitions. and back in highschool, a faculty even offered vera to have him accelerated due to his intelligence. johan denied the opportunity because he likes the fact that he's on the same grade level as his twin sisters. they have this sort of bonding where they do homeworks together as soon as they reach home. how would he do that if he's accelerated to a higher grade level? who would help nina manage anna's wild tendencies at school? who would help anna keep up with her acads if nina's too busy with her extracurricular activities?

vera is quite concerned johan is having a hard time connecting with people, but little does she know, her lil boy just doesn't want to. socializing is a chore the same way studying is. unless he has an ulterior motive, he chooses to stay at the corner with his books (boo. bummer. a nerd.)

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is their cute lil baby! she's everyone's favorite. i think her personality in canon monster (before her 20th bday) is pretty much the same in this one, except that it's more chaotic in her house because she has two sibs trying to kill each other here and there. if not for her extracurricular activities and side jobs (which johan and anna tirelessly demanded her to quit so she could have a rest, only to no avail because nina is the angel who wants to help), i think her academic excellence would be in par with johan's. she also has a lot of friends—that's the reason why johan and anna are protective of her. she could indeed defend herself physically, but she's too kind and naive for her own good it annoys the two. if someone makes her cry, they doubt nina would even put them in their place physically or emotionally because she is just that kind—that's when johan and anna enters behind her back. they could be sneaky little vengeful devils if need be for nina. maybe they got it from uncle klaus.

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cutting this before it gets longer lol. thank u for reading! i hope you enjoyed this as much as i did lmao. i had sooo much fan imagining and drawing them this way 🤭

[odditycircus-2002]

Hi, I hope you’re doing well ✨, After reading the domestic timeline ask, can we get some potential headcanons for hubby! Shang Tsung and Medusa! Reader (and their kids)👀🐍💫✨

Since I enjoy the comedic possibilities with that Domestic AU, sure!😄😄😄 Hope these are alright.

Since there is no tournament nor Shao Khan to worry about, Shang Tsung would probably not have to work as much. I’d imagine he’s basically the male wife of the marriage😆 Medusa!Reader is more the breadwinner, as you had a job long before marrying Shang Tsung.

Consider perhaps You and Shang Tsung married AFTER the Mortal Kombat Tournament, where Shang Tsung DIDN’T betray Earthrealm. Meaning not only was the venue larger and filled with your fellow combatants (including Quan-chi as the best man) but Raiden was also the officiant.

You’re still a Gorgon, but it wasn’t the Elder Gods that cursed you as much as it was Shao Khan who did so. However, Shang Tsung avoided his rapid aging curse and need for souls.

After you and Shang Tsung married, you had your eldest child, Jin, a year later. You saw no reason to not have them, as you and Shang Tsung live comfortably, don’t have any world-ending enemies, and you have the means to do so. However, if anyone’s seen Shang Tsung’s island and his palace, it’s obvious you both could afford having more than one child. Given you have plenty of servants to help with keeping the palace tidy and see to the children when neither you or Shang Tsung are available. Although, that doesn’t mean you and your husband aren’t both equally involve in your children’s life.

Speaking of your children, you and Shang Tsung have 7. 3 of them are triplets and 2 are twins. Most of them have inherited your curse but to a lesser extent. Some of them moved out by the time they reach adulthood, but they still swing by every now and again. Although this has many guests and friends constantly questioning how many children you and Shang Tsung have again. You and your husband are proud of your children, when they go off to start their own careers, after finishing college.

You and Shang’s life is basically like the Addams Family sitcom. The island can be beautiful and creepy, and the palace so old that it could belong in a museum. Quan-chi often visits up from the Netherworld, and is lovingly known as “Uncle Chi-chi” by the children. You love to grow sentient and carnivorous plants which you tend to by hand. Shang Tsung loves to spend his time to pursue any dark magic or endeavor's, often competing with Quan-chi on who’s best at it.

You and Shang Tsung’s children are often up to their own sort of mischief, such as trying to maim or dismember one another. Sometimes they try to get rid of their younger siblings when they first arrive. Once Shang Tsung caught the triplets trying to offer their younger twin siblings to some Netherworld demon in return for knowledge.

Despite the Shang House having their ups and downs, there is love and devotion within the strange home. Despite the passing eons, you and Shang Tsung can’t keep your hands off one another, much to the disgust of your children and Quan-chi at times. Yes, life couldn’t seem to get any better for you and Shang Tsung…

[little-journeys-fic]

***At the Hazbin Hotel***

Charlie: Angel, you sure you don't want to invite anyone else? I mean, there's the kids, me, my Dad and Alastor. And that's not including you and Husk.

Angel: Husk and I agreed, the only other person we'd invite is Cherri. And I did reach out, but she couldn't make it today. Don't worry though, we've got another day set up for her to meet the kids.

Husk: *carrying Vixen and Vrai downstairs* Angel, I'm sorry to bother you while you're setting up, but I need help with the twins?

Angel: Oh! Yeah, of course. Decorations are done anyway. Charlie? Could you make sure the smash cakes are ready? I made sure the regular cake was for us adults.

Charlie: Oh course, Angel! If I need any help I'll call my Dad down.

Angel: Great, thanks. *Takes a wiggly Vixen from Husk* Alright, little lady. Oof, I can smell the diaper change you need.

Husk: Thanks, Angel, I appreciate it. Is Alastor back with the triplets yet?

Angel: *walking back upstairs with Husk* No, not yet. But I'm sure they'll be back soon.

Husk: Okay.....I just worry about them, especially after what happened to Vrai....*nuzzling his youngest son*

Angel: *giving Husk a knowing look* I know, I worry too. But it's Alastor. We know he won't let our kids get hurt.

Husk: You're right. Now. Let's feed you, little man.

Vrai: *gurgles happily*

Alastor: *It's another hour, before the doors to the Hotel open, Alastor strolling in with the triplets.*

Charlie: *having heard the door, pokes her head out of the kitchen* Oh, Alastor! Husk and Angel are upstairs with the twins. How did the outfits turn out?

Alastor: Marvelous, of course! You know Rosie, my dear, she's quite the talent!

Charlie: *giggles* of course, what was I thinking? Could you get the triplets set up? I'll go grab their parents.

Alastor: *using his shadows to lift the babies from the stroller* Not a problem! Oh, and don't forget to grab Lucifer, Honey and Vincent!

Charlie: Right! *Dashing quickly up the stairs*

Domino: Baboo! *Pointing at the balloons, eyes wide*

Jade: Ba! *Crawling over to a present box*

Roulette: *following her sister, but hugging a plush pillow, feeling a little overwhelmed*

Husk: Aw, look at the birthday babies. *Waking down with Angel and the twins*

Angel: Oh my GOD look at those outfits!!! Alastor, thank you! And tell Rosie thanks too!

Alastor: It was my pleasure. Your children are surprisingly well-behaved and easily distractible when they want to be.

Husk: Sounds about right. For everyone else they're angels. For us, they're little demons. *He's smiling at his eldest children though* Wouldn't have it any other way.

Charlie: *coming down with her dad and the remaining babies* Oh, Angel you should get a picture of the triplets!

Angel: Good idea! *Pulls out his phone* Happy Birthday!

Charlie: *magics up some confetti just as Angel snaps the picture*

[primordial-shade]

Demi-Gods of Valyria

Ok, so this is the idea. Valyria was meant to be based around the old Roman/Greek empires and their mythos included. Now a fun fact about Some Greek Demi-gods is that sometimes women prayed to give them a child and the gods would do so, but in some instances they would possess the husband of the woman and create a child that way. 

This means the kid has a godly parent, Mortal Father and Mortal mother.

Now do you see where I’m going with this.

Rhaenyra Targaryean, future Queen of Westeros, has been married to a man who is mourning and, after some attempts, cannot give her the children they both want and need.

Laenor tries and tries and and Rhaenyra tries and tries. They both want a child, they both need a child.

Desperate and ardent worshippers of the 14 Gods of Valyria, they pray to their ancestral Gods for help, desperate and pleading. 

And the Gods answer.

They give the two a option, one as fantastical as it is a blessing. They tell them that each of them will come in turn, to give Rhaenyra and Laenor a child, that each one of them will ‘sire’.

They immediately bring in Rhaenys, Corlys and Laena, who brings along Daemon as well. After proving this exsists both agree full heartedly to the deal.

Needless to say Corly’s is stupendously excited and Daemon has to be stopped from exalting his gods in public by Laena. Rhaenys is just happy her son and Rhaenyra get what they want.

Arrax of course comes first. King of the Gods, creator of the first Valyrians, he possesses Laenor that night and sires upon Rhaenyra the future King that night.

Jacaerys Targaryean is born 9 months later. His skin the hue of his father’s, with golden-silver curls and Violet eyes brighter than any Valryian before him. Upon his shoulder is affixed the birthmark of a Crown.

When the topic of the heir of Driftmark is brought up there is much debate amongst the gods but eventually, Caraxes is chosen to sire Lucerys Velaryon. Born with skin almost as dark as his granfathers, silver and onyx curls like his grandmother. His hand marked with the sign that mimics a rolling wave.

Syrax fights her way next, having let her brothers sire the childs to be heirs she claims the right to sire her favourites, the child who named her dragon for her, third child. Joferys Velaryon is born with a mark of crawling vines on his neck.

Despite their arguments Vhagar and Meraxes agree to sire the next two children with Rhaenyra together. The Twin’s Rhaenys and Visenya are born from this union. Rhaenys, child of Meraxes, is born with a twisting wind mark on the back of her neck whilst her twin Visenya, child of Vhagar, is born with the mark of the sword in the same place.

Their Darling Aemma is conceived barely 2 months after by Meleys, a reminder of Rhaenyra’s dear mother who Meleys had adored. Aemma is born with the mark of a heart over her very own heart. 

The Triplets come next. Monterys, Sired by Vermax with high Valyrian marked on his right bicep, Daenaera, sired by Vermithor marked with a smiths hammer on her right bicep, and Valaena, sired by Tyraxes and marked with a bird in flight on her right bicep.

Another set of twins comes two years later. Daenys, child of Tessarion, marked with an eye upon her wrist and Naerys, child of Shrykos,marked with a rising sun in the same place.

Then finally their last triplets. Aenys, born of Aegarax with the mark of a dragon between his shoulder blades, Aemon, Child of Gaelithox and born with a burning star between his shoulder blades, and finally He who comes at the end, Balerion, sires thier final child Baelon, born with a skull between his shoulder blades.

Jacaerys born: 112 AC

Lucerys: Born: 114 AC

Joferys: Born 115 AC

Rhaenys and Visenya: Born 117 AC

Aemma: Born 118 AC

Monterys, Daenaera and Valaena: Born 120 AC

Daenys and Naerys: Born 121 AC

Aenys, Aemon and Baelon: Born 123 AC

Rhaenyra and Laenor are happy, they are beyond at peace with this offer. Laenor gets to go to sleep and wake from a peaceful sleep knowing his best firend and wife carries their new child (He consents to this by the way, just saying it now and long as he isn’t in the drivers seat he is fine.)

Rhaenyra is able to have the children she so desires without hurting her husband and best friend, or seeking elsewhere for seed for her sons. With Daemon and Laena in on it she eventually takes them on as lovers and Laenor does the same with Ser Qarl.

They are happy, especially when Alicent enters the room after Jacaerys is born and see’s the dark skinned curly haired little boy with a crown shape emblazzoned upon his shoulder and nerly faints on the spot. It is not long before Corlys and Viserys both scream of his right to be king to the realm, celebrating the birth of the heir’s heir, born marked by the crown he was destined to wear.

Otto nearly has a seizure back in Oldtown, it unfortunately does not kill him.

Rhaenys is hardly seen without her first born grandchild, often holding him whilst she trains Rhaenyra in the art of ruling and power or simply showing him around the castle that will ‘One day will be his.’

Alicent is screaming somewhere, I don’t care honestly fuck her. Viserys just continues to die somewhere building his model, again don’t really care.

It is the day of Jacaerys birth that the Dragonkeepers find Syrax and Seasmoke with 14 eggs. Every colour of the Rainbow, another sign of Jacaerys and Rhaenyra right to rule they claim. Rhaenyra herself picks a egg of pure red veined with gold for her son and heir, within a month it Hatches into a Dragon named Arrax, for his father. The other 13 are kept in warmers, guarded and precious.

Alicent tries once to claim one for Aegon, still without a dragon, and it burns him in his crib fiercely. She does not try again.

Here is my current list of dragons, and yes I know Jace had Vermax and Luke had Arrax but we are switching things up.

Jacaerys - Arrax. A pure Targareyan red dragon

Lucerys - Caraxes II. A sea green dragon.

Joferys - Syrax II. A deep royal purple dragon.

Rhaenys - Meraxes. A bright sky blue dragon.

Visenya - Vhagar II. A rust red dragon.

Aemma - Meleys II - A pale purple dragon.

Monterys - Vermax. A emerald green dragon.

Daenaera - Vermithor II. A steel grey dragon.

Valaena - Tyraxes. A pale grey dragon.

Daenys - Tessarion. A pale yellow dragon.

Naerys - Shrykos. A bright yellow dragon.

Aenys - Aegarax. A vivid orange dragon.

Aemon - Gaelithox. A bright silver dragon

Baelon - Balerion - A pure black dragon.

All these dragons share golden accents and pure purple eyes. They also grow at a far faster rate than many dragons, think Daenaerys Dragons growth rate. This is especally as Rhaenyra declares the Dragons should roam freely for the first time since Aegon the conquerer.

Jacaerys is pretty much universally loved and the green faction begins to wither especially with Alicent claiming that the children are ‘aberrations’ and that they cannot be trueborn.

Court: looks at Laenor holding baby Jacaerys who looks pretty damn like him.

Court: Looks at Lucerys who resembles his grandfather almost exactly with Rhaenys lovely hair.

Court: Bitch are you crazy??

Otto and Alicent are struggling and I am here for it. They also nag Viserys and give him headaches and I am also here for that. Justice for Aemma Arryn you nasty rotting bitch.

Rhaenyra is just giddy with it all. her kids are Laenors and hers, and if they needed help from their gods well it wasn;t like anyone was going to believe that.

So anyway the young 14 demi-gods grow up pretty much adored by their parents and family. Not to mention their godly parents, by right of helping to conceive them, are pretty much always near them in a spiritual way.

Does Otto and Crispy Cole find a lot of misfortune going their way? Yes. tessarion is a particularly savage goddess in this and makes sure they always manage to catch a wide variety of illnesses and ailments, especially when her own daughter is born.

Are they kind of odd? Do their purple eyes, so unique, pierce your very soul? Does the air simmer around them and luck bend to their whim? Of course, but be damned if you dare say that around any of their parents. Even the Gods have nothing on Laenor and Rhaenyra’s protectiveness over their children.

As they grow older the topic of marriage of course comes up. Whilst Rhaenyra does not get along with Aegon and Aemond, especially after Aemond tried to claim Vhagar despite Laena still being alive which led to him losing an eye to the dragon, she Adores Helaena and Daeron and eagerly plans their marriage to Jace and Baela who adores her cousin.

Of course Alicent then delcares Helaena will marry Aegon and it turns into an argument as Viserys debates because he’s a fucking wet wipe.

Jace does not accept this in any way.

Alicent is horrified when the Prince spirits away Helaena and marries her in the traditions of Valryia before anyone can stop them. She faints when the couple return and Helaena tells her it was her idea and they had already slept together (Jace is 17 at this point and she is 19.)

Rhaenyra is half delighted and hald ‘done with her children’ whilst Laenor immediately begins planning a wedding for the faith with Laena as they both giggle and Daemon howls in the background. Viserys. glad he didn;t have to make a choice, blesses the marriage and declares it done.

(When Alicent tries to wed Daeron to a lady of Oldtown when he is 19 Rhaenys easily spirits him away. They return 6 months later and she is already pregnant and wed. Rhaenyra has to have a strong drink whilst Laenor and Daemon howl with laughter.)

(Daemon finds it less funny when Alicent tries to marry Daeron to a lady of Oldtown and Baela kidnaps him and they come back married and her already 3 months pregnant. Laena and Laenor are delighted and Rhaenyra enjoys her taste of vengeance.)

(Rhaenys, who followed her own Husband for a year on dragonback before she was finally permitted to marry him simply smirks, knowing her genes are strong.)

the other kids also grown up and take either their siblings or other nobility as spouses, as when Rhaenyra becomes queen she declares that any who marry into their family will become Targaryean so replenish their bloodline. It suprisingly is very welcomed.

I have more but this is getting really long. Thank you to the Game of throne roleplaying wiki which gave me the list of gods below so that I could use and abuse it as a reference.

Arrax - Ruler of Gods, law, order, justice, governance, and strength.

Aegarax - God of all creatures that walk, run, swim, or fly. Creator of the first dragon.

Balerion - God of death and the Underworld.

Caraxes - God of the sea, twin of Meraxes.

Gaelithox - God of fire, stars, moon, sun, and the dawn, rival of Meraxes.

Meleys - Goddess of love and fertility.

Meraxes - Goddess of the sky, twin of Caraxes.

Shrykos - Goddess of beginnings, endings, transitions, and doorways.

Syrax - God of wine, fruitfulness, parties, festivals, madness, chaos, drunkenness, vegetation, and ecstasy.

Tessarion - Goddess of music, arts, knowledge, healing, plague, prophecy, poetry, beauty, and archery.

Tyraxes - Goddess of reason, wisdom, intelligence, skill, peace, warfare, and battle strategy.

Vermax - God of boundaries, travel, communication, trade, language, and writing.

Vermithor - God of smiths, crafts, and artisans.

Vhagar - Goddess of war.

[loveforpreserumsteve]

Together Forever: "ALN" Story (Pre-Serum Omega!Steve and Alpha!Bucky Modern Domestic AU)

Four:

"Oh, I'm just gonna take you home with me, yes I am," Natasha smiled down at Rory's daughter, Poppy. Or was she her identical sister, Posy? Steve wasn't sure and he knew that Nattie didn't care, she loved them all.

The three month old just blinked up at her great, great aunt. Not that that stopped Nattie from cooing at her. Smiling, she smoothed her hand over the dark coiled curls. She might not have been able to be a mother, but she was the best damn auntie that any kid could ask for. And Steve was blessed that she was the auntie to his own kids, their kids, and even those kids' kids. Sure, it wasn't the same and it never could be, but she changed the life of four generations of Barneses, starting with the guests of honor themselves. Because without this woman, neither man would have any of this.

Steve wanted to tell her just how thankful he was for her meddling in his love life all those years ago, but there were no words that could even come close to how he felt. So, he gave her hand a tender squeeze. It wouldn't say everything that he was feeling, but it was the best he could think of in the moment.

Especially when the DJ made the announcement, "Now, a look at yesterday!"

At that, the attendees directed their attention to the large screen above the short stage. There, a video began playing. A slideshow that had pictures of Steve and Bucky throughout their lives. First, starting with some of their first photos ever. Steve being held by Sarah. Bucky with a mullet sitting beside his late twin, Becca – who also had a mullet – and a bald-as-cueball Mandy. Pictures of them growing up separately. Learning how to ride bikes and performing in school programs. Then, showing their awkward adolescent days, reminding Steve of the – now faded – scar on his forehead from trying to keep his bangs styled like the emo bands of his youth.

God, this all hurt so good.

Each picture and video was a reminder of the happy lives they had lived. Especially when the slideshow delved into the life they built together. Pictures of them dressed up as Buzz Lightyear and Sherriff Woody with dopey grins on their faces and colorful cocktails in their hands. Then it was ultrasounds and baby bumps. First with Ollie, then Finn, then Flora. Their sweet, sweet girl who Steve desperately awaited to meet in whatever afterlife there was.

Steve couldn't help but get teary-eyed. Of course, he wasn't the only one. All around the room there were sniffles and grabbing of tissues.

Next came Kit. The true sunshine coming out from behind the storm clouds. The true rainbow baby that they needed. All gummy smiles and messy auburn curls. Steve sure did miss those days. Sure, the alpha was still that bright and sunny person that they had always been, but now they were a parent themselves. Hell, they were a grandparent now. Steve was confident that they'd never change who they were. And he was so damn proud of the person that they were and how they raised their family.

And, of course, after Kit came the triplets. Their first ultrasound where three little babies could be seen. The announcement that they'd be having two girls and one boy. Steve remembered the shock of it all when they had three girls instead. Steve also remembered how he was the only one to win a bet against Nat ever. Even to this day, he was the only one.

More pictures and videos were shown. Halloweens and birthdays. Anniversaries too. B'nai mitzvahs and school dances. Then, the kids were driving and applying for colleges and trade schools. Even as they watched the slideshow, Steve couldn't help but feel that it had all happened so fast. Too fast. And, well, that was because it did.

More graduations of higher education and weddings. Each one managing to have a picture of Steve and Bucky holding each other and happily crying at their babies' successes. Especially when their babies started having their own babies.

They had lived a long and happy life. That much was evident. And Steve couldn't have been more thankful. There were four generations of love in the room, and the younger three generations had it all because of the two that they were celebrating.

"God, you're sexy," Bucky spoke into Steve's good ear.

Playfully, Steve rolled his eyes and affectionately shoved the older man's shoulder. Claiming, "You always say that."

"And I always mean it," the alpha reasoned, reaching down to grope Steve's bum.

Steve shook his head, but didn't argue. Figuring that he was lucky that his spouse never went through a midlife crisis and still desired him. Even in their old age, he was still the hornball that he had been in their youth.

As the slideshow video came to an end, Steve watched as their adult children crossed the short stage. Brows furrowing, Steve wasn't sure what was going on. Not when large, toothy grins tugged at their lips, and especially not when they passed microphones to one another until they each had one.

"This one's for pops!" Cori announced, nodding to the DJ so a song would start. A familiar song. A song that Steve could sing in his sleep just as much as he had sung it to their children whenever they were too tired, ill, or just needed a reminder of how loved they were.

"'They say we're young and we don't know,'" the seven of them sang. Mostly in sync and mostly off key. "'We won't find out until we grow.'"

Giving Steve a dopey grin, Bucky took his hand in his and brought it up to his lips so he could kiss the back of it. He didn't seem surprised by this tribute, so the omega accused, "You knew about this?"

"Of course, I did," Bucky playfully rolled his eyes before leaning in and kissing Steve's temple.

His gaze began to blur with the building of unshed tears. Wetly, he leaned forward so he could kiss his husband. Always thankful for him. Always baffled that such an alpha, such a man, wanted to be with him. Especially for him to want him for fifty years.

And while it was solely out of the realm of possibility, Steve could only hope that they'd have fifty more.

I got you, I won't let go

I got you to love me so

[artsywinter13]

A Family Meal

   As Gabriel and his mother got closer to the dining table, the rest of the family were setting the table up. The small man of the house, Mamá Julieta’s husband, Papá Henry, was trying his best to set up the handkerchiefs and glasses. It was quite hard for the poor man, as he was no more than 4 feet and 9 inches tall. Thankfully, he was helped by his much taller daughter, Rosemary. With a cold, emotionless face and an unmatched grace, Rosemary set up the handkerchiefs and the cutlery, all wrapped up with a pink ribbon and pinned by a small, panther skull pin, representing the graceful Goddess of Shadow, Cehuacelotl. Meanwhile, Rey was setting up the plates. The plates all had ornamental patterns, some with a green, feathered serpent, others with a skull, black panther. These types of decorations and patterns were very common for the family. Some only have decorations of the green, feathered serpent or the skull, black panther due to the area they live in. But the Winters were an oddity, as they live in the border of the two empires comprising the Tlanex-Tlian Empire. One empire in the north is governed by the God of Light, Tonalcoatl, a green, feathered serpent with golden feathers like the sun; the other, in the south, is governed by the Goddess of Shadow, Cehuacelotl, a black panther with a skull face, outward spine and ribs and a green aura replacing her stomach, hair, and arms. 

   The three little triplets were running around playing tag all over the house. Their older twin sisters, Solana and Selena, tried their best to keep them in check for the important occasion. They really tried-they did-, but it was difficult to keep up with the hyperactive trio. They were both left exhausted, fanning their sun hats to try and not to overheat; a problem they’d have to deal with due to their conditions of albinism and melanism respectively. The table was almost ready. All that was left was the delicious food. Do not think that there is any meat in these meals, as the kouroo are only able to eat fruits and vegetables. But that doesn’t mean that these meals weren’t just as delicious. With a professional cook and baker in the house, every meal was always as delicious as the love they were put through. 

   With the table set up with beautiful, striped cloths and ornamental dishes and cutlery. The meals they were about to eat was all that was left, and so the family went, one by one, to help place all the delicious, steamy dishes. A hot, chewy casserole made with bell peppers, corn, black beans, enchilada sauce, brown rice, and cheese was placed as the main meal at the table. Grilled nopales chopped into cubes with carrots, sweet potatoes, tomatoes, and corn were served into a healthy salad. Grilled tortillas were laid out on the table, ready to be served with whatever the family wanted. As for the pastries, they were never forgotten. The most typical dessert was the Dulce del Sol, a soft, chewy, dough ball filled with a purée of mangos and dragon fruit and some spicy honey on top. The other is La Sombrita, small, jello-like cakes that are filled with chocolate and some cocoa powder on top. The meals were absolutely delicious for the family.

   Although the table was set and the meal hot and ready, the three little troublemakers were still running around. Poor Solana and Selena were tired, unable to keep up with their younger siblings. Papá Henry and Gabriel chuckled at the scene, while Rey and Rosemary only looked in shame, shaking their heads in unison.. And so Mamá had to use her authority to keep the kids in check. She took a deep breath and started to yell, “ VALENTINA, ALEJANDRO, AND CAMILA WINTERS JIMÉNEZ!” The three, little troublemakers knew they had screwed up. Once your full name was called, there was no going back. “SI NO SE CALMAN Y SE SIENTAN EN LA MESA AHORA MISMO, LES VOY A DAR UNAS PALMADITAS QUE NO VAN A PODER DE SENTARSE BIEN ME OYERON!!?” The trio quickly responded quite scared, “Si mamá!,” and immediately sat down in their chair in orderly but quick fashion. 

   With the kids finally settled and on their best behavior, the family went on to have their family meal. The last meal they’ll have with Gabriel. And they enjoyed each second of it. They laughed and cheered all the way. They ate the wonderful feast with glee. Each bite just as delicious as the first. By the end of it all, there was barely anything left. Only just tiny pieces of leftovers that they could eat as snacks for later. It was a wonderful feast and a wonderful family time as well.

   After it all dialed down, the family had settled all in their places to rest. But the younger twins didn’t feel like the goodbye celebration was over just yet. They both looked at each other, knowing exactly what the other was thinking, “You know what would liven the mood?” Selena yelled out to the family, “MÚSICA!!” Solana cheerfully responded. With the boombox in tow, música ranchera started playing at full volume. Immediately the rest of the family seemed to gain their energy for a round of dancing. The mother and father of the family immediately took each other by the hand and started dancing happily as if they were young once again. A hilarious sight indeed, seeing someone that is less than 5 feet try and dance with someone a whole foot taller. But either way, they were both laughing all the way, reminiscing of youthful days. The young twins danced in circles, laughing all the way, while the kids cheerfully jumped and ran all around. Gabriel took his older sister’s hand, an invitation for their last dance, and she took it with glee. They danced what felt like hours, even though not even an hour had passed. They were all happy, taking turns to dance with the other with the lively music in the background.

   While the family was cheerfully and gleefully dancing their lively song, a strange, large, dark, bulky figure was approaching the door. Its steps were silent, like that of jaguar stalking its prey. It inched closer and closer to the door, standing tall and proud over the wooden door. It even towered over the decorated colored door. It gave three hard knocks at the door.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

    But the family didn’t respond. They were too busy dancing to realize there was someone on their door. So the large figure gave three more knocks.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

   The family still hadn’t noticed. The figure was getting impatient. A deep growl came from the figure, teeth now bared for everyone to see. Its long tail moved in anticipation. And so, once again, the dark figure knocked three times, but more rapidly and impatiently than before.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

   One of the triplets, Alejandro, noticed that someone was knocking at the door, so he yelled out to the rest of his family,“Hay alguien en la puerta!!” The others looked back to see a strange figure at the door. They could only see a portion, and the small, cloudy glass did not help in their view of the stranger. They all looked at each other nervously. A natural response for them of course, as they had evolved from prey animals and they were one of the smallest races in the world. After a while of staring at each other in worry, Gabriel gained the courage to carefully open the door. He inched closer and closer and got a better view of the stranger. The stranger was indeed bulky and seemed strong enough to break the door open with ease. There seemed to be a collar of teeth that, in a closer look, was actually coming out of the next itself like some sort of maw. The stranger looked familiar, but Gabriel couldn’t know for sure until he opened the door. And so he slowly opened it and peeked a little at the towering figure. 

   “Metzi!? Is that you!?” Gabriel yelled out in surprise. The figure- Metzi- only chuckled in response to the surprised face Gabriel gave her. “I came to visit you, of course!” she giggled, “I heard you were leaving soon, so I came here as fast as I could. I’m glad I came right in time,” a genuine smile spread across her face. Gabriel could not believe his eyes. She came all the way from the south of the empire just to see him go… but wait a minute. “How did you get out of the palace? I thought your mother barred you from coming to see me?” He worriedly asked. “I had the help of a friend. Don’t worry about it,” she winked mischievously. Another similar figure to her was in the distance, giving them both a thumbs up. Immediately, she picked him with ease and started twirling around and around. Both were laughing, happy to see each other once again. “What is it with you kouroos and your love of loud music anyways?” She jokingly asked. Gabriel chuckled, “Oh, you know us, always being loud and annoying. We need to get our energy out somehow!” They both laughed out loud at the incredulous response. Gabriel had now sat on Metzi’s arm, still giggling like a little girl. It had been a long time since they had seen the other. They had to break it off due to Metzi’s family and duties, but the sentiment of love was still ever present.    

[kiyosamu]

back up.

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pairing: rintaro suna x female reader

genre: dark, angst, (slight) enemies to comfort, some comedy in the beginning. // one shot, 3.9k words

synopsis: being the younger sister of the miya twins definitely has its advantages and its... disadvantages. sure, it comes with all of the teasing from both them and their friends, but it gets more serious when people hold grudges on them and try to take out their anger on you.

content warnings: descriptions of assault, threats, sexual assault (no penetration), violence, injuries

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“Osamu!” You screeched, attempting to push your older brother off of you. “Get him off!”

Atsumu had tackled you to the ground and was sitting on your back, cackling with satisfaction as he pinned you down.

“I can’t help ya.” Osamu smirked as he walked by. He sat on the couch adjacent to you and Atsumu with an amused glimmer in his eyes. “Shouldn’t have eaten his pudding.”

“Why do you care if I eat his pudding?!” You growled, thrashing around under Atsumu to get some kind of leverage while he sat on you with all of his weight, rendering your limbs useless.

“If you eat his pudding, then he eats mine.” Osamu shrugged, “And I hate it when he does that.”

“Take it up with him! I just grabbed whatever was closest. You guys are so weird with your labeled food!” You tried to throw a punch at Atsumu and he caught your fist easily, snickering when you let out a loud whine. “Atsumu, get OFF!”

“No can do, kiddo.” He grinned, “Ya know what happens when you eat our food.”

“I’m gonna tell mom.” You mumbled.

“That’s dirty. Don’t bring mom into this.” Osamu interrupted and you shot a death glare at him.

“Stop involving yourself! I don’t need your commentary.”

“Don’t be such a tattle tale.” Atsumu teased, finally easing up on you and taking a bit of the weight off of your back. You gasped dramatically as you could finally take a full, deep breath.

“Thank you, god. You’re heavy.” You said quietly, deciding to fully submit and just lay down on the living room floor.

“Did you just call me fat?!” Atsumu gasped, crawling over to your face to look you in the eyes.

“Yes.” You nodded. Atsumu immediately turned to Osamu, who burst out laughing at his offended expression.

“Laugh it up, ‘Samu. If I’m fat then so are you.” Atsumu muttered as he finally stood up to take a seat next to Osamu on the couch.

“I can’t stand either of you.” You mumbled, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at them.

“Why’s baby Miya throwing a temper tantrum?” A familiar, monotone voice was coming from the entry way. You hadn’t even heard him come in.

“None of your business, Suna.” You glared at the tall boy. He responded with a crooked smirk while he walked in with his hands plunged deep in his pockets.

Suna was over at your house almost every day. He also teased you as much as your brothers did, if not more.

“Jeez, what’s with the attitude?” He snorted, “You sound like Atsumu. I swear you’re triplets.”

Suna jumped over the back of the couch and plopped down between the twins. You sat up, looking at the three of them for a second before getting up and retreating to your room.

“Aw, come on baby Miya. Where are you going?” Suna called after you while you walked down the hallway.

“I need to get ready. I’m going out tonight.”

You retreated to your bedroom and sat down at your vanity. Before you could even pull out a hair brush, Osamu had burst into your bedroom.

“Where ya going?” He asked, leaning against the doorway.

“Out?” You replied, getting up to sift through your closet for something to wear.

Your friend had set you up on a blind date tonight. Your mom had held your brothers back a year and since you were only 10 months apart, you were all in the same year. This meant you all had the same classmates, knew all of the same people, and they were constantly in your business.

When your friend had told you about this guy, he sounded too good to be true. He had gone to another school that was a bit further away, but since you had all graduated a few months prior you figured a bit of distance wasn’t that big of a deal. After all, you were all adults now.

“Out where?” Atsumu asked, pushing the door open all the way and standing against the other side of the frame.

“On a date…” you muttered. The moment you said that, your brothers came in and promptly sat on your bed.

“Where are you going?”

“With who?”

“Where did you meet him?”

“How old is he?”

“Is he picking you up?”

“How long have you known him for?”

“Oh my god.” You groaned, pointing at your door. “Can you guys get out? I need to get ready. Why are you asking so many questions?”

“Believe it or not, kiddo, we just want to make sure you’re safe.” Osamu said, standing up and walking over to pat you on your head.

“Ugh, ‘Samu, you guys don’t have to treat me like a kid still. I’m an adult now, you know.” You said, crossing your arms.

“But you’ll always be our little sister.” Atsumu smiled. “Mom can’t keep track of all of us all the time. So we need to do it for her.” His words were genuine. Even though the three of you bickered and teased each other, you were protective of each other. You knew your brothers would do anything for you.

You’d never tell them, but you’d do anything for them, too.

“If anyone needs keeping track of, it’s you two.” You smirked. Atsumu rolled his eyes and Osamu shrugged you off.

Your brothers tried to pry more information out of you, but you only told them the bare minimum. After all, you barely even knew anything. You didn’t even know his name.

“So? Where’s she going?” Suna asked as the twins came back into the living room. He was sprawled out on the couch and flicking through the tv channels.

“That restaurant downtown. The one a few bus stops before your house.” Atsumu said with crossed arms. “She won’t let us drive her.”

“I’ll take the bus with her.” Suna shrugged, “It’s on the way, so I’ll make sure she gets there safely.”

“Good. Then you can tell us who she’s meetin’ there.” Osamu smirked.

Whether or not Osamu had asked, Suna was planning on finding that out regardless.

“Call is if you need anythin’!” Atsumu called to you as you walked to the door.

“We’ll come! Just call us, okay?” Osamu added.

“I’ll be fine, but thanks. I’ll text you when I’m on my way home.” You said loud enough for them to hear you in the other room. “Love you.”

“Love ya!” They replied in unison.

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“Are you sure you’re not just spying on me?” You mumbled just loud enough for Suna to hear you from the seat behind you.

“Just decided to go home, baby Miya.” He replied, leaning forward. “Why? Do you want me to spy on you?”

“No!” You turned around and squinted your eyes at him. He looked back at you with a playful smirk and then went back to paying attention to his phone.

You got off the bus and hesitated for a moment, half expecting Suna to get off after you.

Except he didn’t.

You sighed, feeling the nerves creeping up and realizing you really were all alone now. Meeting a man you didn’t know, and unsure of what to expect.

You looked around and pulled out your phone to check the message from your friend again to refresh yourself on the characteristics of your blind date.

Dark hair, about 5’10, dark green eyes, ah-

“Miya, is it?” A man fitting the exact description was standing in front of you, a rose in hand and suspicious smirk across his lips.

“Yes, sorry, what’s your name?” Your voice was trembling and you had no idea why. You chalked it up to nerves, but it might’ve been the uneasiness you’d felt when you made eye contact with him.

“Daishou Suguru.” He said melodically. He handed you the rose and lightly pressed his hand to your lower back. “Shall we go inside? I have a table for us.”

You nodded, walking inside with him.

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“So, Miya, any relation to those twins?” He asked, leaning in with his chin on his palm. He stared at you intently as if he wanted to soak in every word you were about to say.

“Oh, yeah. They’re my brothers.” You smiled. Even though they irritated you, you always liked to talk about them. You were proud of your brothers and all of their accomplishments, and talking about them was easier than having to come up with things to say about yourself.

“Ah,” Daishou nodded, thanking the server as she passed your dishes to the two of you. “Those two are real shit talkers, huh?”

“Yeah,” you laughed, a bit too casually for the occasion and realized you’d never even heard this guy’s name prior to tonight. “Wait, why do you say that?”

You were familiar with pretty much all of the volleyball players that your brothers had faced off against. Inarizaki’s own team were like family, but the other teams were around so often you’d gotten to know quite a few of the players from other schools just by going to the games and tournaments.

“Played against them once.” Daishou mumbled, the previously warm expression in his eyes was gone. “I don’t know which one I hate more. The mouthy setter or the spiker with the ego.”

You got goosebumps when he spoke these words. These weren’t normal rivalry grudges. This sounded like pure, unprecedented hatred.

You started to feel uncomfortable.

You hummed in acknowledgement. You weren’t sure how to reply, but you wanted him to know you’d heard him and were listening.

“So, how are you going to make it up to me?” Daishou asked. You froze, looking up at him.

His previously cold expression was warm again, cheeks round with a big smile. “I’m kidding.”

“Oh,” you giggled nervously and decided to focus on eating your dinner.

The rest of the evening went by okay. Little comments like that would have you unsure if there were ulterior motives, but when you’d try to look into it you’d see a happy smile from your date. Maybe he really was just joking, and was nervously trying to make you laugh.

When it was time to go, Daishou paid for the both of you and you left the restaurant together.

It was dark outside and pouring rain. You sighed, looking down the street at the empty bus stop. The bus wouldn’t be coming for another 20 minutes.

“Let me wait with you for the bus.” He smiled, wrapping an arm around your waist again. “I wouldn’t want you out here all alone.”

You reluctantly accepted but tried to keep your distance. While his arm was around you, your arms were crossed and you were trying to stay as far from him as possible. Something was off, and you wanted to get as far away from him as quickly as possible.

You sent your brothers a quick text to let them know which bus you’d be on.

“Let’s wait over here. Out of the rain.”

Before you could reply, he grabbed your hand and yanked you down a small alley. It was covered by the overhead of the buildings roof, but was pitch black.

“I had a nice time tonight.” Daishou purred, pressing his body against you and trapping you against the cold brick wall.

“Yeah, me too…” You said quietly.

Only a few more minutes.

Daishou leaned down, trailing his hand up your chest and wrapping his long fingers around your throat. Your breath hitched and you felt tears well up in your eyes. You knew something was wrong. You knew something was going to happen. Your gut feeling was never wrong.

You tensed up, preparing to punch him the moment you felt pressure from his fingers. Instead of choking you, however, his hand rested gingerly on your skin and he leaned down to kiss you.

You kissed back, completely uninterested but not wanting him to know that.

“So, you are easy.” He smirked against your lips. He grabbed your hands and held them against the wall. His tongue started to force its way into your mouth and as you tried to break away, his body pressed into you harder, making you unable to move.

“Please stop,” you whimpered, “I don’t- I don’t want this.”

“Just relax.” He dug his fingers into your wrist, holding both of your hands together with just one of his, and using his free hand to move down your body and fondle your chest.

“Daishou- I-“ you gasped when he bit down on your neck. It didn’t feel good at all, and was just a swearing pain.

“You know, it really is a shame that you’re related to those two.” He muttered against your skin. “You’re a pretty girl. Probably would’ve liked you had your shitty brothers not have been such dicks.”

“Please, please just get off-“ You sniffled. You fought your brothers all the time, so why couldn’t you get him off? Why were you tensing up? Why were you crying? Just push him off, just push and run.

“Shut up.” He muttered. He slipped his hand into your pants and you let out a sob.

“No, no! Get off of me! Stop!” You were crying now, your voice getting louder as you attempted to break from his hold.

Unfortunately, he was just too strong for you. He smacked you across the face and pressed his palm to your mouth.

“I told you to shut up.” He growled. “Blame the twins for this.”

You were sobbing now. Completely terrified as this man assaulted your body in this dark alley and all you could think about was how badly you wanted to get out of there. How badly you wished your brothers had spied on you, how much you wanted them to protect you in that moment.

Daishou glared at you as your wails got louder, pulling back and slapping you across the face so hard you thought you were seeing stars.

“That’s what happens when stupid girls like you don’t listen. Now be quiet!”

Your vision was blurred and dark and you thought you were about to pass out when you felt the weight of his body completely lifted off of you.

You immediately felt relief, not in the form of safety by any means but you felt like you could somewhat breathe again. The blow he’d given you to the head had you feeling dizzy and you sunk to the ground against the wall.

“You fucking-“ *whack*

“piece-“ *whack*

“of shit!” *whack*

You squinted your eyes open at the familiar voice. The same voice that had annoyed you earlier that afternoon. The voice that immediately gave you a sense of safety in that dark alley.

“Suna..?” You barely managed to squeak out. You were sure he didn’t hear you considering you could barely hear your own voice.

“You’re going to regret this for the rest of your life.” Suna spat, landing another punch directly to his face. “If you have issues with someone, take it up with them like a fucking man.” He growled. “Instead of preying on their little sister. You’re pathetic.”

Suna stood up off the ground and all you could do was watch through squinted eyes and your knees pulled to your chest.

He pulled something out of his pocket, it shined under the street lamps and you weren’t sure what it was. He grabbed Daishou by the collar of his shirt, forcing him to stand up before pressing the object against his throat.

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t just kill you right here.”

You closed your eyes, covering your face in your arms when you heard Daishou start to sob. He sounded like you did a few minutes ago.

“I’d go to jail for her, no questions asked. Trust me when I tell you that I won’t hesitate.”

Suna was much bigger than him. Stronger. Taller.

“Hey,” Suna growled, pushing him against the brick wall. Daishou looked as light as a rag doll when Suna was throwing him around. “Answer me when I’m talking to you.”

“Please- I don’t- I’m sorry-“ Daishou choked out.

Suna laughed. A completely genuine laugh that made your skin crawl.

“Are you? Are you sorry?”

You looked back up at the two men, closer to you now and you could see that the object Suna had against his throat was a knife.

“Suna, wait-“ You tried to say to him, but your voice was still shaky and quiet.

Daishou was sobbing now, tears flowing from his eyes and wails ripping from his throat.

“Not so tough when you’re the one on the receiving end, huh?” Suna glared, putting his knife back in his pocket and throwing Daishou back onto the ground.

“Get the fuck out of here before I change my mind.” Suna said in a dark, low tone you hadn’t heard from him before. “And if you ever come near her again, I really will kill you.”

Daishou scrambled to his feet, holding his head and trying to stop the bleeding on his face that was surely from one of the rings Suna was wearing on his fingers.

You trembled against the wall, staring at Suna’s back as he watched Daishou leave. As soon as he was out of eyesight, he quickly turned to you and crouched down.

“Hey, it’s okay.” His voice softened, his gaze was kind and he hesitated before touching you. “Can I help you up? Can you stand?”

You nodded weakly and he crouched down, putting his arms under yours and standing you up. You could feel your legs wobbling and held onto his arm for support.

“Ugh,” He sighed, the pain in his voice coming through when he saw the true damage that’d been done to you. His hands carefully put you back together as best he could. He buttoned your shirt and pants back up, and shrugged off his jacket to put it on you instead.

You grabbed onto the sleeves and pulled them over your hands. It was even bigger than your brothers’ jackets, and you sunk into the soft material trying to grasp onto any little piece of comfort you could get.

Suna picked you up and held you against his chest. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he supported you from under your legs.

“How did you know where to find me?” You asked, your voice still quiet and strained.

“They told me what bus you were taking home so I came to make sure you got on okay. When it came and left without you I got worried and looked around, and then I heard you crying.” Suna let out a stressed out breath, “You know, I really would’ve done it.”

“I’m glad you didn’t.” You said, closing your eyes. You couldn’t even process what had just happened and didn’t know what you would’ve done if Suna wasn’t with you right now.

——

Suna’s house was only down the road, and you agreed to go there and get cleaned up before heading back home.

“Here,” Suna handed you a pair of comfortable pants and a t-shirt. “They’ll be way too long on you, but it’s better than your soaking wet clothes you’re wearing now.”

“Thanks…” you accepted the offer, stepping into the bathroom to change.

When you came out, Suna had changed too, but his eyes widened with shock when he saw the extent of your injuries.

He swore under his breath and approached you. When he reached out and touched your neck, his cool hand soothed the sting of the deep bite Daishou had embedded in your neck.

“Can’t believe he fucking bit you.” Suna’s voice was so quiet he was practically whispering, and you weren’t sure if he was talking to you or just thinking out loud. He trailed his hand around your throat and pressed his fingers on the deep bruises forming from when you’d been choked.

“That helps,” you sighed, leaning into his touch. Suna pulled his hand back as if he wasn’t even aware he’d been touching you.

“What do you want to do now? Should we call Osamu and Atsumu? Want me to take you home?” He placed his hands on your shoulders and continued looking you over. Suna brushed your hair out of the way, inspecting your face closely and grunting when he looked straight on at the black eye starting to appear.

You winced when his thumb grazed over the side of your head and he immediately pulled back.

“You were hit really hard. You should go to the hospital.”

You shook your head. “I don’t… I don’t want to go anywhere. Not right now, anyway.” You stepped over to his bed, sitting on the edge. “Can I just lie down?”

Suna nodded and pulled the blankets open, gesturing for you to crawl into his bed. He pulled the blankets on top of you and patted your arm.

“I’m just going to go into the kitchen to get a glass of water. I’ll shut the light off so you can rest a bit.”

The moment you couldn’t feel his presence in the room anymore, your mind travelled back to where you were earlier that night. Being attacked in a dark alley and suddenly you were feeling suffocated.

You sat up, gasping for air and Suna ran in, turning the light on and sitting next to you.

“Its okay, it’s okay,” He murmured, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you into him. He stroked your hair and let you cry out your fear as long as you needed to.

“I don’t…” You sniffled, “I don’t know what happened. When you left I just felt so scared all over again.”

“I’m sorry.” He said quietly, pressing his cheek against the top of your hair.

“Please don’t leave me alone.”

Suna nodded and stood up to go turn the light off again.

“Wait, where are you going?” You felt the panic start to take over again when the bed dipped down beside you.

“I’m right here.” His voice was kind. The Suna you’d known to always tease and annoy you had been replaced by something you could only describe as being your safety net.

Maybe this side of him was always here, and you just hadn’t ever noticed.

You laid back down beside him, moving close and nuzzling into his chest just like you had when he was carrying you. He wrapped his arms around you and softly trailed his hand up and down your back.

“I’ve got you, okay?” He whispered, “You’re safe with me. I promise. Just try and get some rest and we can worry about everything in the morning. You’ve been through enough tonight.”

You nodded and felt the relief wash over you. You knew you had a lot to deal with tomorrow, but having Suna by your side made it seem a little less scary.

Thinking back, he always was by your side. He would defend you when the twins would get too rough, and was definitely guilty of giving guys an intimidating glare when they’d try to hit on you.

You sighed, soaking in the feeling of his warmth.

You knew that from them on, you wanted nothing more than to be on his side.

And for him to stay on yours.

[tothemeadow]

ma'am, a scenario of breeding/impregnation kink tanjirou x female reader nsfw.. please.. i beg of you. thank you in advance. :)

Yes yes, here you go, anonnie~

‘sweet child of mine’ / Kamado T. x Reader

warnings: NSFW

words: 1,290

(a/n): Tanjiro is 18+ in this!

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Tanjiro has always been such a sweet, gentle, kind boy; he’s been that way since he was a child, and those personality traits of his have carried him well into adulthood. He’s always been so helpful to others, always wanting to help whoever in need. He can’t help it – that’s just who he is. His need to protect and help others runs strong in his blood.

But it’s not enough.

He watches as you carefully comb the knots from your hair, spreading lavender oil over the strands. The smell of soap sticks to your skin; his mouth almost waters, your delicate scent doing wonders for him. He’s always liked your natural scent after you’ve taken a bath, the feel of your smooth skin against his scarred flesh.

Like everyone else, he loves to take care of you, his wife, but there’s something missing. And Tanjiro just knows exactly what it is.

He’s ever so patient as you slide into bed, a tiny smile on your face. You’re always just so sweet, so beautiful, and it drives Tanjiro crazy. He’s truly lucky to have you as his wife. But maybe, just maybe…

“We should have a baby,” he whispers into your ear as you settle your back against his chest.

You jolt in his hold. “That’s a bit sudden, don’t you think?”

“Think about it,” he husks, his nose brushing down your neck. A calloused hand drifts over your clothed stomach. “You, all swelled up with my baby. So pretty and plump.” He nips at your ear, causing you to shiver. “Nobody else could have you. They’d take one look at how swollen you’d be, and they’d know exactly how good I fucked you.”

You swallow past the lump in your throat. It’s a rare occasion whenever Tanjiro starts dirty talking to you – since he usually sticks to such loving words and praises – and you absolutely melt under his heated breath.

“Do you know how long I’ve been wanting to knock you up? To fuck you stupid until you’re begging for my cum?”

At his filthy, filthy words, you openly gasp. Tanjiro takes the opportunity to roll you onto your back and shuffles between your legs. The look in his eyes is nothing short of predatory; you grow wet in an instant, a fat drop of slick pushing its way out of your pussy. Nuzzling your throat, he quietly moans at your intoxicating scent. He shifts your hips until your thighs are perched around him.

“Let me put a baby into you, please,” he husks. “I’ll fuck you over and over until you’re stuffed full of cum.”

Your heart kicks at your chest. You allow him to pull open your yukata, revealing plains of smooth skin; you hastily do the same, your fingers running over the ridges of his chest and the jagged scars covering him. He’s built like a god, so wonderfully strong and muscled that your throat turns dry every time you see him.

Tanjiro wastes no time seeking out your mouth, his usual sweet kisses replaced by something purely raw and passionate. Slight noises spill from your lips as he nibbles and sucks on your bottom lip, his growing erection sliding against your glistening pussy. The taste of him sends your mind reeling when he finally sticks his tongue in your mouth; he groans deeply, the sound vibrating within his chest. Rough fingers fondle your breasts, pinch and pull at your hardened nipples. You cry out softly, your back arching further into his touch.

Oh, gods, you want this. You want Tanjiro to fill you to the brim. You want him to fuck a baby into you so fucking deep that you’d have no choice but to have one – no, two.

“Give me twins,” you purr, your hands running down over the flexing muscles in his back.

Tanjiro growls at your words; his thick fingers plunge right into your pussy, heavy pants falling from his lips as he grinds against your thigh. The mere idea of having your huge belly full of his babies sends him into a frenzy. He fucks you with his fingers, quick and fast, not giving you any time to adjust until he’s got four in you. You writhe beneath him, the velvety walls of your cunt sucking him in and begging for more.

“You want me that bad, darling?” he purrs into your ear. “Keep squeezing around my fingers like that and I’ll give you triplets.”

You cry out as he slips his fingers out; it quickly turns into a hearty moan as his cock takes their place, your walls eagerly stretching and clinging onto him. Tanjiro chuckles as he sets a pace – hard and rough because fuck you’re tight and so freaking hot-

Wet squelching fills the rooms as he fucks into you with vigor. You cry out helplessly as his cockhead pounds at your sweet spot, his mouth latching onto your breasts. “Fuck, Tanjiro,” you whimper, “that’s so – hngh – your cock-“ A surprised squeak bursts from your throat as he grabs onto your legs and presses them against your chest, essentially bending you in half. The new position has you crying out his name, his cockhead punching against your cervix with each thrust.

“I can’t wait to see you plump with my kids,” Tanjiro pants. “Gods, I’ll take you to bed every night even while you’re pregnant. You’re so sexy, (y/n), you’re a goddess.”

Instead of responding, you merely pull him into another kiss. It’s messy, tongues rolling over each other and saliva spilling down your chins, but fuck it’s so good and his cock is pounding into you mercilessly and you’re in heaven.

A sharp keen has you throwing your head back as Tanjiro plays with your clit, the rough pad of his thumb drawing figure eights into the sensitive nub. Added to the merciless thrusting of his cock, you’re speeding right towards the edge, the delicious knot in your gut tightening with every second.

“Cream on my cock,” Tanjiro husks. His tongue and teeth graze against your jawline. “You’re so good to me, baby, fuck.” He pinches your clit, causing you to cry out in pleasure. “Come on… Cum. Cum on me so I can put babies in you.”

This is not the Tanjiro you knew; not the sweet, gentle man who you happily married. No, this is the darker side of Tanjiro, the feral side. And he fucks you so thoroughly, so fucking rough, and you can’t get enough. You scream out his name as you reach your climax, your velvety walls convulsing around him wildly as he continues to fuck you through it. He grunts your name, his hands slamming onto the mattress at your sides as he thrusts into you faster.

A breathy moan fills your ears as he finally cums; hot ropes of white splash at your insides, filling you up, up, up. Tanjiro shallowly thrusts into you, pushing his cum deeper into your cervix. There’s so much of it, stray droplets squeezing out around his cock and slipping down your ass. You shudder as Tanjiro pulls out, your sodden hole clenching around nothing.

Tanjiro hums at the sight, his tongue flicking out and across his lower lip. With his fingers, he scoops up the cum dripping from your hole and pushing it right back in. You whimper at the overstimulation as his fingers slowly shove his cum into you.

“That’s my girl,” he praises, a light smile coming to his sweaty face. “Now, get all nice and big for me, okay? And if you don’t, we’ll keep trying and trying again.”

“Well,” you say, your hand dropping to your stomach, “I fill so full because of you. It better be triplets.”

Tanjiro’s nostrils flare.

[uwuwriting]

Osamu, Sugawara and Kuroo w/ multiple babies

Request: HI YOU WRITE HAIKYUU NOW OMG! Chose whichever Hiakyuu boi you want honey i just want some more-than-one baby action. The reader is pregnant and they find out that they are having more than one baby. KOOMBAYAA. - anonymous

I LIKE YOUR ENERGY ANON. I already know who I’m going to write for and oh this is way too cute. I love twins. I wanna have twins. I wanted to be a twin but oh well. Love yaa. 💖💖💖

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warnings: fluff, pregnancy

Miya Osamu

-You two ran the shop as a happy married couple for the past couple of years now. 

-You stopped helping when the smell of the onigiri made you sick.

-Osamu believed that it was his fault, maybe his cooking was deteriorating. 

-But when he bought your favorite snack and you threw up, he knew that something was wrong. 

-Going to the doctor was the first course of action and boy were you shocked when you were given the news. 

- “It seems that you’re three weeks pregnant. That would explain the vomiting and your sensitivity to smell. Congratulations.”

-Osamu was so happy he even called his brother despite knowing that he would be at practice. 

-He’s so careful with you from that point on. 

-He cooks everything himself and tries new things trying to find what doesn’t trigger your vomiting. 

-Loves to feel the baby when you two are cuddling. 

-As much as he doesn’t want to bring it up he believes that you eat a lot. 

-Like a lot a lot. 

-He doesn’t want to tell you because your mood swings are starting to get worse and he hates seeing you cry. 

-So he tries being more sly and he arranges a doctor’s appointment. 

-His plan was to ask the doctor when you were out of earshot. 

-He didn’t get his chance immediately so he decided to ask after the sonogram. 

-Everything was fine until the doctor furrowed his brows and squinted at the screen. 

-You knew something must be wrong and you were starting to panic.

-Is the baby alright? 

-Is there a problem?

-You squeezed his hand and he reciprocated the action. 

-His own thoughts were running wild but he had to stay calm and collected.

-For both of you. 

- “Seems like....you’re going to have twins.” 

-You both let go of the breath you were holding and were about to celebrate when....

- “Actually no... triplets!! You’re having triplets.”

-The room was silent for a few moments. 

-Then the doctor points out each baby individually and congratulates you again. 

- “You’re in for a tough ride Mrs. Miya.”

-Osamu called Atsumu again in a state of shock. 

-It was like he was living in a haze and he can’t quite snap out of it. 

-His fingers were laced with yours as your other hand was rubbing your stomach, your mind going wild with the revelation. 

- “What do you want Samu you know-”

- “Triplets.”

- “What?”

- “We’re having triplets.”

- “WHAT?”

-The rest of the months were hectic. 

-The nursery had to be changed to fit three babies and you had to buy triple the supplies. 

-Your stomach was ready to explode by the ninth month and you were begging Osamu to do something to end this misery. 

-Then your babies were born and yall.....I’m wheezing. 

-Identical triplets???

-What are the odds????

-And they are all girls?????

-Excuse me are you playing a prank on their poor father?????

-He already was stressing over the fact that he might have a daughter and he would have to chase the boys away. 

-But now it was times three???????

-He is really happy though. 

-Atsumu buys them matching onesies.

-Power ranger onesies, Powerpuff girls onesies, Sailor moon onesies. 

-Anything that had a powerful trio really. 

-You did confuse them at times. 

-And when I say at times I mean all the time. 

-I see Osamu calling them food names.

-Like its Soba, Tofu and Onigiri. 

-When they get older and can help at the shop they become the mascots. 

-One is on the cashier, the other is taking orders and the last one is giving out the packages. 

-Plus everyone knows the Miyas from the infamous multiplying girl joke a critic made. 

-He gave his order to one Miya girl and then another one emerged from behind the counter and as he turned around he was met with another one bring supplies into the shop. 

-The man almost had a stroke. 

-They are angels though and are an immense help.

-They love their dad to death. 

-Good luck though trying to separate them when they start fighting. 

Sugawara Koushi

-This sweetheart of a man.

-I love him so much.

-And so do you. 

-You have been trying for a baby for the past three months. 

-One morning you wake up and rush to the bathroom, throwing up. 

-You both knew what was going on but before you got too excited Koushi went to get a pregnancy test just to make sure. 

-When it came out positive you went out to celebrate with your friends from high school. 

-They were all so happy for you.

-Daichi and Asahi both promised to be the best uncles this baby will ever have while Kiyoko started planning baby shopping. 

-Everything was perfect, your morning sickness had died down as the months passed and your doctor assured you that everything was well. 

-During one of your appointments, Suga couldn’t make it being held back at the school because of a parent-teacher meet up, so you had gone on your own. 

-You were fine with it reassuring him that it was fine and you would update him when you were done. 

-So when the doctor said you were expecting twins everything started to turn.

-You didn’t know which one was the cause of this dizziness.

-The happy news or the shock from the news.

-You called Daichi to come pick you up because you didn’t want to bother Suga.

-Which was a stupid move since he would move a freaking mountain for you. 

-Suga called you later and asked you how it went. 

-He was met by just a plain ‘come home please.’

-He was panicking. 

-He was almost sure that something happened and you lost the baby. 

-But when he was met with all of his friends at home smiling with happy tears in their eyes, he knew that he should be expecting good news. 

-You skipped to him and kissed his lips, a large grin on your face. 

- “Do you remember how we said that we shouldn’t buy any baby clothes since we don’t know the gender yet?”

-He nodded at your words, waiting for you to tell him if he was going to be holding a little boy or a little girl in a few months. 

- “Well the wait was unnecessary, we’ll be needing both anyways.”

-It took him a few moments before the realization hit him. 

- “Twins.....We are having twins....Oh my god I love you so much.” 

-He picked you up and span you around once before carefully putting you down, tears cascading down his cheeks. 

-When the babies are born he is so damn happy. 

-The type of teacher who constantly shows photos of his kids.

-Since they are different genders you both get satisfied with having a child favoring you. 

-You have a daddy’s girl and a mamma’s boy. 

-They both love you equally in reality they just know who to ask when they want something. 

-Suga adores them. 

-And they adore him. 

-You have come home one too many times finding the three of them sleeping on the couch, the twins on his chest curled up into one another while their father’s arms circle them. 

-Adorable all three of them. 

Kuroo Tetsuro

-You two already have one daughter.

-You have been together since the first year of university and your daughter was born while you two were 27.

-She wasn’t expected. 

-Kuroo wanted to marry you first and he was planning on doing so before you announced your pregnancy. 

-It caught him so off guard poor baby had to do a double take. 

-But he couldn’t be more glad for his babygirl. 

-He loved her so much.

-So much that he hated watching her grow up and soon leave his embrace. 

-That’s why you were now throwing up in your bathroom, a pregnancy test laying on the counter the two lines facing the ceiling. 

-Kuroo and your daughter were so excited. 

-Your daughter had no idea what was going on but her dad’s laugh and large smile was enough for her to start giggling and clapping. 

-Kuroo became extra careful with you, looking after your daughter and taking care of her more than you. 

- “You shouldn’t lift heavy things or bend down much.”

- “You mean she’s heavy?”

- “No no I didn’t-”

-Cue the waterworks.

-Your mood swings were bad during your first pregnancy and he wanted to forget those times. 

-His brain legit blocked  out those memories after your daughter was born. 

-So having those bad times in mind he tends to not provoke or piss you off. 

-All three of you went to your appointment, wanting your one year and a half year old to see her sibling. 

-Now since you already had an experience with sonograms you were looking for the small lump. 

-The thing is that you saw two small shadows .

-You were confused but just scratched it up to you not being able to clearly see your baby. 

- “It looks like you are carrying two babies Mrs. Kuroo.” 

-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-This man was both terrified and super excited. 

-Terrified because how would he deal with two rascals at once? 

-I mean your first daughter was already kind of a handful. 

-And excited because he was going to be blessed by two angels. 

-He immediately calls Kenma and Bokuto to share the news.

-They both drop by your house to give you their congratulations although Kenma’s did sound more like condolences. 

-Bokuto is over the moon because yay he was going to be an uncle again!!!

-Then they are born and everyone has a heart attack. 

-Identical girls. 

-He was leaving in a house with four women now. 

-Four women. 

-FOUR!!!

-He is the type of dad to get them onesies with a 1 and a 2 on the back so he can tell them apart. 

-Suggests to give them different haircuts when their hair grows so they can actually tell them apart with some ease. 

-You see another problem you are facing are the similarities between those two and their older sister. 

-They are a year apart and while they are toddlers your first daughter is bigger than them. 

-But once they hit the ages 7,8,9 you have really try and tell all three of them apart. 

-They get confused for each other at school all the time. 

-By teachers  too. 

-Somehow they became friends with the Miya triplets and you should see them playing at the park. 

-It’s the most hilarious thing seeing the other parents trying to understand how many of them there truly are. 

-They see one Miya triplet accompanied by the Kuroo twins and then after like five minutes the see one Kuroo girl with two Miyas. 

-It’s confusion x6. 

-And if someone else has twins too???

-And they are spotted by the same face squad???

-You can add another set of identical faces in the mix. 

-The twins always buy the same clothes and have the same haircut so they can mess with everyone. 

-They always prank their uncle Bokuto with switching their clothes and pretending to be the other. 

-They force their sister into it too and now you are trying to understand which ones are the twins and which one is the eldest sister. 

-When you find out you’re pregnant again, Kuroo is begging for the baby to be different this time.

- “Please have a different face.”

-Little did he know......

-Poor guy. 

-When the girls go to the hospital while you have appointments they totally mess with yalls colleagues psychology. 

- “No i’m (first D/N)!!” says the youngest of the bunch. 

-A moving circus that’s what yall are. 

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Request: Its not, I love this AU tho

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A.N. Hope you guys all like this! Fun facts about the cast lmao

[ Actor AU Masterlist ]

Fun Facts

Benjamin ( Lucifer )

- Is the dad of the cast.

- In any scenes with Dmitri ( Luke ), he makes sure to know if he is alright, and often will stop scenes to ask.

- He also is an overall joker, so he has trouble filming most of his scenes, will often start laughing in the middle of filming and can break character the easiest.

- Best with kids overall, probably due to having his own, keeps their lives private tho.

- His hair was white for a past show, but the directors liked the look, so that's why he has white tips.

- One of the few male characters who cannot do those diets to accentuate his abs- so that's why his character is always covered up.

- He's in shape! But, he likes the fat that protects his muscle, he says he needs to stay soft to hug his kids.

- Known diabetic, so there's a table full of foods so his sugars are stable, the cast has glucagon shots all over the sets to be safe.

- Is in his early thirties, but people say he can pull off early twenties- he just snorts at this.

Avery ( Mammon ) 

- Takes the job seriously, and his scenes are easiest to film.

- Dark humor and often is the "Lucifer" of the cast.

- Seeing him switch from Avery to Mammon leaves the rest of the cast and crew fucking s h o o k.

- Will always be seen looking his finest.

- No, no one has seen him in public in sweatpants or anything like that. His image is very serious.

- Is a sweetheart when with the rest of the cast tho.

- His eyes are actually that blue.

- No one is sure if his hair is actually white or not, the way he speaks about it is vague, and fans are always theorizing.

- Watching over Benji ( Lucifer ), and is usually the one to tell him to check his sugars, since the other is quite forgetful.

- Is an immigrant from Turkey, so he has an accent, makes people thirst for him more.

- Helps aspiring actors and directors get into the field, and goes on hard work and talent, not who tries to pay him off.

Jackson ( Leviathan )

- Is the resident fuckboi.

- Always with males and females hanging off him, at this point the pop gave up, no- they aren't his partner.

- Flexes a shit ton.

- Wearing chains, a Rolex, and anything designer.

- Donates half of his salary to ocean reserves and protection funds, he has the money for it, and the show pays him well.

- Always at the beach, or near lake houses and shit, the one ( 1 ) thing he likes about his character.

- Hates the fringe he wears with a passion.

- His hair is actually a light shade of brown, his eyes are a darker shade, but still pretty light.

- First generation, his parents are Korean, so you can pick up hints of their accent in his speech patterns. Gets heavy when he's sleepy. 

Ross ( Satan )

- Is a stoner.

- Goes on Instagram lives with either MC and gets high, talking about the dumbest shit or he's alone in his room and his cats join in.

- "So, if you think about- oH MY GOD PRINCESS. YES, COME TO DADDY."

- Has a kitten curled up on him, purrs loud as hell because mf is so warm, and the lives turn into purring ASMR sessions.

- Into self care, has a line of vitamins, face masks, and everything you can think of.

- Calls his fans his SaStans.

- Dmitri ( Luke ) is his younger brother.

- Will never let him out of his sight, and they love to be as mean as they can to each other, they love each other but love to bully one another.

- Is from the Bronx, so his accent is what Avery ( Mammon ) mimics for his character, often just records Avery's lines and sends them to him so he can practice.

- Owns an animal shelter he funds.

- "Carol Baskin? Who's that?"

- The REAL tiger king.

- Gets all his cats dyed to look like tigers.

Micheal ( Asmodeus )

- Chill as fuck.

- Has like 5+ kids, so the role fits him perfectly, and now it's an on running joke among fans that they are all his illegitimate children.

- You know why Asmodeus on the show wears so much makeup? 

- His eldest daughter is one of the makeup artists, and she loves to try new looks on him, and the producers think it would fit the character well.

- People speculate his age, looks young but is in his late 30's.

- His first child was born when he was 16, so he likes to support safe heavens and things like that for struggling youths- from being kicked out to needing assistance with mental health.

- Tired af.

- Always in sweatpants, him and Ross ( Satan ) are the trademark bums of the cast.

- Thinks it would be hilarious that when Micheal is revealed, in the show, that he plays the character.

- Is a writer as well, TSL is a real series and he writes it, so they let him use it in the show.

- Vlogs in his car, in a Wendy's parking lot, eating a shit ton of food and talking about the most random shit.

- Half asleep in all interviews, wearing a hoodie and sweatpants, it's gotten to the point where everyone memes it too.

James ( Beelzebub )

- Himbo.

- One of the few cast members closest to their character.

- Absolute sweetheart.

- He's 20 years old.

- But how is he so fucking big???

- Comes from a big ass family, the middle child, he's baby 4 out of 9.

- All his siblings are redheads too.

- Very playful tho, with the cast always going along with his antics, making for the best bloopers.

- The contacts he wears make him blind af, which doesn't help since he's so tall, and will bump his head on the doorways and such.

- Can speak Scottish-Gaelic, and even has an accent to top it off.

- He is an absolute unit, and one of the characters who does the stupid diet to show off his form.

- Literally on the verge of passing out sometimes, so he needs to rest with Benjamin ( Lucifer ).

- All pictures, shirtless scenes, and such are filmed first so he can rest after and go back to a normal diet.

- Quiet guy, but loves talking about sports and his siblings tho.

- Is always carrying MC and Dmitri ( Luke ) around, now there are many off-guard photos posted to the casts shared twitter+instagram accounts

- Still pretty new to acting, but is amazing at emotional scenes, to the point fans actually think he's having a breakdown.

- Nah, he's just thinking about being alone, without his family- and it gets him bawling for said scenes.

Conner ( Belphegor )

- Crackhead 

- Will not stay still, either for filming or just when everyone is chilling.

- Scenes where he's asleep? He's usually turned away from the camera, cause the idiot is smiling and giggling.

- Has tripped over his tail multiple times.

- Comes from a farm-life, literal cowboy, his southern accent just hits hard.

- He hides it very well, but it comes out at times or with certain words.

- Sees Benjamin ( Lucifer ) as a mentor, he's in his early twenties and new to the scene, but they are best friends.

- Benjamin ( Lucifer ) has now acquired a new child.

- A living meme.

- You know how Tom Holland can't keep a secret?

- Yeah, he's worse.

- Rest of the cast have all had to physically stop him from talking at one point.

- The cow pillow? It's actually his, when he got the role his father has sewn it himself, so he will bring it with him.

- It's basically free promo for the show and comforts him in the city space.

- Gets overwhelmed in large crowds, so he usually makes sure to have another cast member close by, or he will literally leave to a less crowded place to take a breath.

- Apologized to MC after the scene in which he kills them.

- His mama raised him right, so he takes MC to his house for a movie, in which they cuddle and relax for the night.

- Felt really bad for like... a whole week.

- "Country boy I love you~"

Thomas ( Barbatos )

- Brat.

- This is one cocky man, he's smooth as hell, and one whisper can make you weak in the knees.

- Grew out the one side of his hair, but he slicks his hair back or will pin it back, dyes it himself when it's time to film.

- Loves to piss Alex ( Simeon ) off.

- Has a true crime podcast with Roman ( Diavolo ), Alex ( Simeon ), and Benjamin ( Lucifer ), because they're all old friends.

- Donates to the cold case foundation because he knows what it's like to lose someone and not know what happened to them.

- He has a twin who is his stunt double, they love to fuck with the rest of the cast, both of them are little shits.

- Is the motherfucker who makes a channel and reads the crackhead fanfics

- Loves every word of it tho.

- Responds to every fans dms. Every. One. As a whole account for this shit.

- Walks with a bit of a limp, so he wears a brace to help even himself, but during wide-shot scenes you can catch it sometimes.

- Took actual classes to be a butler for the role.

Roman ( Diavolo )

- Himbo 2.0

- Catch this man tweeting what he's trying to search up at 2 in the morning.

- Leaves them because it's hilarious, makes videos where he reads them out sometimes, it's all in good fun.

- He has a set of triplets at home, so that dad energy radiates into the show too.

- You know how Diavolo seems sus at points of the game? Yeah, he's still like that IRL.

- The rest of the cast was put off at first, but that's how he is, and everyone eased up pretty quickly.

- Makes jokes that he has family in the Italian mob, but needed to stop once his father called him, saying that there were too many eyes on the family now.

- Man was s h o o k.

- Has sensitive skin, so all his makeup and body paints need to be specially made, made with all natural products.

- The bags under his eyes are baby bags.

- Will bring his kids on set, to which everyone will gush over, and watch them when they aren't filming.

- Very private with his kids ( to the public ), doesn't post about them much, and only the cast really sees them.

- Wine dad.

- Catch him bringing the whole cast out for "family trips"

- People nicknamed him Caesar

- So many JoJo references now

- "SHHHHIIIIIZZZAAAAAAAA"

- "Please, no."

Dmitri ( Luke )

- Is actually 12.

- Quotes vines, tiktoks, and other memes.

- Is one of the few people that Alex ( Simeon ) is openly nice too.

- Also has an accent, but since he's young and is learning, can now mimic every other cast member's accent.

- Wear earplugs for certain scenes, because of how raunchy and dark the scenes can get, so Simeon and Barbatos are always conveniently in the way, hiding the plugs.

- Is Ross' ( Satan ) younger brother, and if he isn't hanging off of him he's with James ( Beelzebub ), Benjamin ( Lucifer ), or MC.

- They know there are some sick fucks in Hollywood so he has an adult with him at all times.

- Posts pictures of him cuddling up to his brother and the kittens, new foods he is trying, and some pictures with family.

- He often is considered the new Gordon Ramsay.

- Had a collaboration with him.

- It was amazing.

- Best boy, catch him taking a nap in his ( and Ross' ) trailer, surrounded by tiger kittens.

- The TIGER PRINCE.

Alex ( Simeon )

- Avatar of wrath who?

- The embodiment of "No talk me, I angy"

- Jkjk, though he does have a temper, he only loses it with Benjamin ( Lucifer ), Roman ( Diavolo ), and Thomas ( Barbatos ).

- A sweetheart with all children though, like you know Simeon on the show? 

- Yeah, he's only like that with kids.

- And respectable adults.

- Mama raised him well 2.0

- Grew up in NY

- Born in Gucci and Balenciaga.

- Was a child model and slowly expanded to acting.

- Dark humor galore.

- If Simeon met Alex, he'd probably have a stroke, cause THOSE WORDS are coming out of HIS mouth.

- Says the weirdest shit too.

- "Put your hand on my ass and call me a virgin."

- Bro are you okay???

- He is fluent in five languages and has a high IQ.

- Speaks: English, French, Italian, Arabic, and Mandarin

- Has a support system for children who struggle to learn conventionally, with trained tutors who are affordable, he knows what it's like to need certain needs met to learn, and he wants every kid to get that chance.

- Rough around the edges but has a heart of gold.

Derek ( Solomon )

- Loves to smoke with Ross ( Satan )

- He is more aloof than chill.

- One of the more awkward members, doesn't know how to socialize well, and is very shy.

- Watch out for Dmitri ( Luke ) on the down low.

- Didn't have the best life growing up, so he is a lot more street smart than book smart.

- Doesn't have a big social media influence.

- Very nice to fans, gives full hugs to them, and everyone feels so appreciated.

- Has a husky named Blue.

- Also has an owl, who he took in when he found it on his porch with a broken wing, and nursed it to health.

- He set it free, but she comes back often, and has a nest in the tree closest to his house.

- Named her Lovely.

- Animal person, so he helps Ross out with his animal shelters.

- Uses Blue as a living pillow, and only sleeps in his boxers when Blue is on his bed, because goddamn does that dog radiate heat.

- Him and MC live together, having grown up together, and made their livings together. 

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Father headcannons for BNHA

Main masterlist

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I had my friend and a wheel choose these at random so their not in a specific order.

𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕛𝕚

He’s worried he’ll scare the little ones with his face

You have to reassure him that they won’t be scared, he’s their father after all

Loves them to death, but isn’t very open about it

If you’re a female, then it’s gonna be one hell of a time being pregnant with his children, like imagine having a child inside you with four extra libs

And if you have twins or triplets, my god I feel sorry for you

You don’t mind though, because it’s just another way to show how much you love Shoji

When you turn on the TV one day and you tell your little ones that “dada’s on the TV, look!” Because your excited, cause your Husband(or boyfriend I don’t judge) doesn’t make TV much due to his quirk not being the most “attractive” in the media’s eyes

But anyways, they’ll be like “wait dada’s a hero!!!!!” And will be so happy

When he gets home they run in circles around him chanting “dads a hero, dads a hero.”

And they end with “dads our hero!!!!” And he won’t show it in front of them, but when you two are alone he’ll start sobbing

Because he was always outcasted and made fun of for his quirk or his face, and to have his children think of him as a hero, just makes his heart melt with love

𝕂𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚

Very scared of parenthood at first

Worried that his overall laidback demeanor isn’t fit for raising children

He’ll try his best to give them whatever they want

He might not be number one hero, but that doesn’t make him any less of a hero

Especially to them

When their older and they learn that Denki’s a hero, their over the moon

Because they idolize hero’s, and there dads one too??? He’s the best hero ever to them

He might tear up the first time they say that, because he’s always been over looked by everyone, there was always someone ahead of him, but now he’s his children’s number one, and that’s good enough for him

Very chill about rules

“You got in trouble for cursing? What the fuck?”

Honestly expects his children to be very rebellious teens

𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕠

Honestly now you have to take care of children + a man child

He’ll try his best to help out, but it always fails in the end

Can’t discipline his children to save his life, ‘their just so cuteeeee’

He loves them to much to be mean to them

But that doesn’t mean that you don’t love them as much too, you guys just have different ways of expressing it

If they go through a “I hate my parents” phase, he won’t like it, even though he understands wholeheartedly that it’s just something some teens go through, he still doesn’t like it

Lowkey questions if he’s actually a bad parent

“Hey hey, y/n, am I’m a good dad right?” “Wtf Mirio it’s 2am in the morning” *la sigh* “yes you are a good dad, a great one even.” *cue all dah cuddles*

𝔽𝕒𝕥𝕘𝕦𝕞

Let’s them stuff their faces whenever they want

They want a special kind of food? He already has it ordered it’ll be here in 15 minutes

And if his children inherit some form of his quirk? The food stores around your area sales have gone up exponentially

Part of their quality time together is eating

Will stop by their school and drop off snacks, might even bring some for the whole class, maybe even the whole school

He gets super duper sad whenever he has late patrols or is out on a mission for a couple days

Misses you guys so much

𝕀𝕚𝕕𝕒

Expects his children to be well behaved

Try’s not to be overbearing but it can’t be helped, he truly does have good intentions

Loves his children though, very very much

As you know his family is kind of wealthy, or at least well off, they have enough money to basically get whatever they want(like obviously not like a mansion or like an Island, but like they have a beach house with a private beach)

So his kids won’t grow up in a poor household

But they won’t be spoiled

He’s sad whenever he’s super swamped with work

Also hates going on trips(like there’s like a villain in another country and they need back up or like they’re doing a special meetup on like the other side of Japan)

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Lol, all the new info about the solangelo and delix kids made me want to have a fic just about them. So I was wondering if that would be possible? xD

Hello, Anon!

I know it has been forever since you sent this prompt, but it wasn't forgotten!

I hope this is worth the wait

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The Kids

· Because Solangelo and Delix both set down in California, Solangelo in New Rome and Delix stays in Northern California; they see each other a lot, as do their kids.

· The fact that Michael and Lee (Nico and Will's twins) and Mason (Felix and Dean's son) are a little more than a year apart just added to their drive to get together as a family. The kids could entertain each other, and they always got along well. The twins were challenging to entertain when they were little, so this is a big deal.

· Will and Dean always figured the three of them would always get along because, well, that was how they were, but Nico and Felix had their doubts. They figured that as the three got older and if (when) the twins started showing their demigod powers that they would drift.

· Nico and Felix turned out to be completely wrong, and the three just got closer as they got older.

· You would think, since Mason is the oldest of the three, he would take on the leadership role in the group, but that isn't how it works out. Mason is a pretty even-keeled kid. He definitely got Dean's tendency to want to put his head down and do his work. He can and does take the leadership role during team things like sports but not when the twins are involved.

· The twins are a damn handful from the moment they are born, and they never really change. Both of them are outgoing in their own ways. Lee is more competitive and will jump at the opportunity to take on a challenge, while Michael is more social- he can (and will) start a conversation with pretty much anyone he meets. The two are also a perfect storm of trouble because Michael will come up with an idea like they should buy fake ids and sneak into a club, and Lee will view it as a challenge, so he wants to do it, and they will absolutely find a way to talk Mason into joining them. Mason definitely tries his hardest to keep them out of trouble and manages to be at least somewhat successful sixty-five percent of the time.

· The twins love showing up at Mason's mortal school events, so even though they do not go there, most of Mason's classmates recognize them. They are also pretty much honorary members of Mason's lacrosse team. While Mason gives them shit for being menaces, he really likes when they show up, it definitely stops things from getting boring.

· Mason visits New Roman as well, even though not as much because going to New Roman can be a process as a mortal going to New Roman. Still, he has teamed up with the twins and a few of the other children of the seven around their age to case a little harmless trouble on the weekend.

· Btw, Dean has had several conversations with a teenage Mason about precisely what to do if he finds himself being hit on by a horny god (with very specific things to say to Apollo or Dionysus). Mason considers these the most embarrassing conversations he has ever had with his days. It's bad enough that his middle-aged dads still act like teenagers half the time and CAN'T keep their hands off each other. He doesn't want to hear about how Greek gods had tried to bone them back in the day. Grandpa Solace jumping in with "Just remember, Apollo isn't nearly as good in bed as he claims, and you can take my word for it" doesn't help with the awkwardness. He would rather have to go through the birds and bees talk a million times over.

· All three of these boys are NOT STRAIGHT. Michael is gay, while both Lee and Mason are bisexual. It's hard to say that Michael or Lee "came out" because it happened so organically. There was no sit everyone down and tell them moment. Instead, it was just "I LIKE like that boy" or "that boy is really cute" when they were like twelve. Mason takes FOREVER to admit this to himself and even longer to admit it to anyone else. Michael and Lee KNOW way before Mason admits to anything, and neither of them lets him hid from it. Lee tries the comforting approach hoping Mason will admit it while Michael goes more the exposure therapy route- he'll point out cute guys and ask what Mason thinks. He tricked Mason into going to a few gay events without Mason knowing until it was too late to back out.

· FYI, Mason comes out to Lee first, but only because they get into a fight because Lee is flirting with a boy; Mason secretly has a massive crush on (or at least he thinks it's a secret, but everyone can tell). Michael is solidly pissed about this for months, but that doesn't stop him from trying to play matchmaker.

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The rain had stopped, and Mason supposed he should have been happy about that, but the lingering sense of tension and danger made it hard to appreciate. He, Michael, and Lee had already walked one block north of Gypsy Bar, and Mason was hoping as they put even more distance between themselves and the bar that sense of unease would dissipate at least a little.

They had been walking in silence for several minutes. That was a rare thing, and Mason hoped it meant that it was one of those rare occasions that his cousins were thinking about how horrible their idea had been, but Lee killed that hope the moment he opened his mouth.

"Well, we had to try," Lee declared.

Mason looked over and up because, of course, Lee was at least three inches taller than him. That would have been more annoying if Mason was at all insecure about his height, but at six foot he was comfortable. Also, he had a couple of inches on Michael, which helped.

Lee's hair looked practically white instead of its usual light blonde under the street lights' harsh glare, and his complexion seemed extra fair. Even his freckles were lost in the artificial light. Not surprisingly, there wasn't a single sign of worry on his face.

Maybe if Mason had Greek god powers, he would have been relaxed too, but he didn't. That call for adventure that Lee and Michael had just seemed like asking for trouble to Mason, the mere mortal. "Not with the worse fake IDs in history," Mason pointed out yet again.

"They were not that bad!" Michael was quick to defend.

This was not the first time Mason had heard that, and it didn't make it any less ridiculous. One of Michael and Lee's dads was literally a doctor that could heal people by touching them. There was no fucking excuse for their inability to see what was right in front of them. Why Michael had even bought the IDs, having seen them, Mason would never understand.

"They looked like they were hand-drawn by a preschool," Mason pointed out, "And the names were ridiculous."

"Pictures didn't look much like us," Lee agreed.

Michael let out a long, loud sigh, pushed a dark strand of hair that had fallen out of his ponytail and into his eye line, and tucked it behind his ear. While Lee looked like the stereotypical California surfer dude, Michael almost looked Mediterranean. He had light brown hair that he had grown out over the last year and now almost exclusively wore tied up, and he naturally had a more tan, almost olive complexion. Even with the differences, it was impossible not to recognize the two as twins immediately. They both had the same sharp facial features, lean and athletic builds, and light blue eyes.

Mason was the obvious odd man out in the group. His hair was somewhere between a light brown and a dark blonde, and his eyes were hazel rather than blue. His build was boxier, and he was definitely wider in the shoulders than his cousins, but that might have been because he had been playing lacrosse since he was eight. His facial features were also a little more square and angular. It might not have been a stretch to believe the three of them were related, but no one was going to mistake them for triplets.

"Okay, that is enough with the pouting," Michael declared with just a little bit of annoyance in his voice. Mason was a little surprised it had taken that long because usually, the more outrageous and destined to fail one of Michael's plans were, the more annoyed he got when it did, in fact, fail. "At least we got a fun story out of it," he stated.

Knowing Michael, he really did see that as a win which was crazy. Mason fucking loved his cousins. They were literally his best friends and really always had been, but sometimes they were crazy to be around. Mason put that on all the demigod stuff. After all, if you have literally trained to fight monsters since you were a little kid getting fake IDs and trying to sneak into a twenty-one and over club probably didn't sound all that crazy.

Mason wasn't exactly a fucking nun. Sneaking into a bar didn't sound completely crazy but trying to get into a bar known for checking IDs with comically bad fake IDs did.

"We are lucky they didn't call the police," Mason pointed out flatly. The bouncer had decided to take pity on them for some reason after giving them one hell of a fucking lecture, and Mason would forever be grateful. "Or worse, our parents," he added with a shutter.

"What are you worried about?" Lee asked with a laugh, "Uncle Dean and Uncle Felix would have been totally cool."

Mason gave Lee a serious look. "Nothing about my parents is cool," he stated firmly, "No matter how many people say otherwise."

"You really are a master of denial," Lee commented teasingly before patting his shoulder and adding, "It's kind of impressive."

The fact was Mason was well aware that his dads were pretty cool. If they had been called and told Mason had been caught with a fake ID trying to sneak into a bar, they probably wouldn't have even yelled at him. Neither of them were big yellers. Mason would have gotten one hell of a disapproving lecture which Mason was convinced was worse than yelling ever could be. He definitely would have lost a whole bunch of privileges for the foreseeable future.

Unfortunately, Mason had been hearing about how cool his dads were since he could remember. The fact that Felix getting early releases of video games all the time helped. Dean always bringing Mason and his friends for ice cream after practice when he was younger didn't hurt. As he got older, he just became the one with the cool parents in all his friend groups. It got old after a while, and that was before the term DILF started getting thrown around.

He would have been more annoyed if it was anyone besides Lee and Michael. They had it just as bad as he did, even if it was slightly different. Uncle Nico was practically a legion among Demigods for all the questing he did as a teenager, and even if he had just sat on his ass, he was still the son of Hades, which was a big thing. Uncle Will didn't have the history with all the questing, but he played an important role in some battle, which was enough to give him some fame. The twins had to deal with their fair share of people going full-on hero-worship over their dads, and then there was the fact that Uncle Nico had worked as a model for like five years.

Mason might not have been truly pissed off, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to flip Lee off for that comment. He did grin as he did it, at least so it was clear that it was all good.

They had walked about half a block as they had talked, and they made it about a block more in silence before Michael huffed. "So what are we going to do now?" he asked. Mason went to answer but barely got an opportunity to take a breath before Michael held up a finger to cut him off. "And the answer of going home is not allowed, so just don't even say it," he stated firmly.

Mason didn't get why going home, playing video games, ordering a pizza, and hanging out was such a bad idea. His dads were out on a date night, so they probably would have had the house to themselves, not that that mattered. According to Michael, that was just not an acceptable way for them to spend their evening, and in fairness, he had made that clear before then. That didn't mean that wasn't exactly what Mason had been prepared to suggest, but he wasn't really surprised that Michael warned him not to before he got a chance.

Mason stopped and looked around to get a feel for where they were. Since they were in West Berkeley, it was more his stomping ground rather than the twins. If it were New Rome, the twins would have a list of places they could go and things they could do, so he guessed it was on him to at least come up with one suggestion.

If he was honest, he only had a vague idea of where they were, and it wasn't a part of the city he visited often, so he didn't have the best idea of what was around. Ultimately, he went with the first thing that came to mind. "There is a really cool vintage bookstore like two blocks from here," he stated, pointing in the direction he thought it was.

It might have been the first thing he had thought of, but Mason didn't think it was a half-bad idea. He had been to the place a few times with Dean because Dean had a radar for little bookstores, and it didn't matter what they were doing or where they were supposed to be; he had to go in. It was such a well-known fact that Felix always looked up where bookstores were when they went on vacation so they could plan when they went. The little bookstore that Mason couldn't remember the name of had actually been pretty cool.

"You found an answer worse than go home," Michael commented flatly, "Why do you hurt me like this?"

Mason rolled his eyes because now Michael was just overdramatic. "They serve coffee and stuff," he informed.

"Coffee actually sounds pretty fucking good," Lee admitted, which was a good sign. Of the two, Michael always wanted to do something big and over-the-top. Lee could be like that sometimes, but he was more likely to see reason when Michael was just suggesting something crazy. Usually, if Mason could get Lee on his side, he had a chance. If Lee backed Michael's idea, then it was only a matter of time before Mason agreed to whatever insanity had been planned.

Michael stared between Mason and Lee with clear disapproval. "We can not go from trying to sneak into a 21 and over club to drinking coffee in a used bookstore," he stated with disgust before just shaking his head with disappointment, "Honestly, what is wrong with you two?"

"Okay," Lee declared, managing to sound just as unamused by Michael as Michael was with them. Lee was infinitely better at dealing with his brother when he was being dramatic than Mason was. "How about we go into that pizza place-" he pointed past Mason toward a small pizza place just across the street from where they were standing, "-and talk to the cute girls that are walking in."

"Well, that doesn't sound like fun for me!" Michael grumbled as he turned and assessed the option for a split second. "Oh, there is a couple of boys that could be cute! I don't hate that idea."

Mason gave in and turned to see what they were talking about and immediately wanted to crawl into a hole and die. "Oh my god, could you too stop staring," he hissed as he turned his back on the scene and hoped no one saw him.

They should have gone to New Rome.

Of course, both Michael and Lee were staring at him, and he knew they were going to ask. Neither of them was precisely known for letting things go either.

"What?" Mason shrugged, sounding more defensive than he meant to, "They are people from my school."

Michael and Lee exchanged a look that was never a good thing. It was one of those weird twin silent communication things they would do, and it usually meant they were about to tag team, Mason. It never worked out well.

"You know them?" Michael asked, although he managed to give the question far more weight than such a simple question should have had.

Lee was even less subtle as he stared at Mason with obvious suspicion, "How come we don't know them?"

Obviously, Michael and Lee didn't go to Mason's high school because they were in New Rome, but they hung around with Mason enough that they knew all of Mason's school friends and a fair number of his classmates. It wasn't necessarily weird that they didn't know someone that Mason knew from school, but it was a more rare occurrence. On this specific occasion, it actually made a lot of sense because they were people Mason only recently started getting to know.

"It looked like Theo and a few of the other kids from the theater club," Mason explained. Mason was not a theater kid. Even if he had wanted to be, he never would have had time with lacrosse and soccer. Since he was a junior and apparently would benefit from diversifying his afterschool activities (so saith his guidance counselor), he joined the AV club and somehow ended up helping with the school play, so he got to know some of the theater kids over the last few months. Not a big deal in the slightest. "And for the record, you two aren't entitled to know all my school friends," he pointed out just to prove a point.

Michael and Lee exchanged another look.

"Theo?" Lee questioned.

"Interesting," Michael commented.

Mason's heart jumped into his throat. Had he said that name? He hadn't meant to, but it must have just slipped out. He was absolutely fucked because the twins weren't going to let that go, and that was the last thing Mason needed. Theo was just a dude with great hair that made Mason feel weird sometimes, and he didn't want to talk about that.

Play it cool, Mason told himself through his internal panic. He shrugged, which felt like the most unnatural gesture ever. "He hangs out with a lot of the AV kids helping with the play," he explained. More accurately, he hung around many band kids helping with the play, and Mason had to adjust the audio equipment a fair amount. After talking a few times, Mason may have invited him to hang out with the AV kids, and the guy took him up on that. There was no fucking way he was telling Lee and Michael that story. "I've learned his name. It isn't a big deal," he stated. That at least was true, and no one would convince Mason otherwise.

Michael and Lee were silent for a long moment, just staring at him before Michael broke the silence. "You know what? Pizza sounds fantastic," He declared before turning on his heels and starting across the street. He was halfway across before he called over his shoulder, "And I love a good theater club. Always fun gays."

Lee patted Mason on the shoulder, which turned into him practically pushing Mason forward toward the pizza shop. "So, which one is Theo exactly," Lee asked in a mischievous tone.

Now Mason wished their wrong fake IDs had worked.

[primordial-shade]

How Polyamory would save the House of the dragon Laenor/Harwin/Rhaenyra version

Hear me out.

I have read a lot of very good fanfiction ok, its given me ideas ok!!

So there are two versions of this so I’m gonna do two different versions.

So the wedding occurs, its bad. Poor Joffrey is cut down (RIP my good sir, you should have gotten to slice Criston Coles head off.)

Rhaenyra rushes to Laenor, trying to pull Cole off Joffrey and in his rage he tries to cut them both down, Rhaenyra for her ‘rejection’ and Laenor for ‘stealing’ Rhaenyra.

Mr Breakbones himself is not about to allow that to happen. He bum rushes the idiot so fast his head cracks onto the floor and he gets knocked the fuck out. He’s not even awake before Visery deamnds his head.

He doesn;t die that easy. Laenor takes him down to the black cells and makes him suffer.

Cole is fed to Seasmoke, or whats left of him is does anyway.

It does a lot for his mourning, but he still mourns.

Despite Visery’s push to rush the marriage, both Rhaenys and Corly’s tell him no. He listens.

They also make sure that all of Alicents green dresses are burned. No green material can be found in Kingslanding for the next year.

A month later Laenor and Rhaenyra get married, and in that time they both take the gloves off. Joffrey was killed and Rhaenyra betrayed.

They annouce widely they will not only marry in the eyes of the Seven, but also in the eyes of their gods.

And little do people know that Harwin has slowly earnt their love. When the time comes it is him that helps them produce their first heir. Their Jacaerys, born with rich white curls, his mother eyes and his father smile and darker skin.

No one would ever doubt his heritage.

Laenor mourns and comes to love both Harwin and Rhaenrya, true romantic love. He will never be sexually attracted to Rhaenyra but he adores her and she him.

But they also love Harwin, and both are determined that he will be married to them.

It is actually Daemon and Laena, both married with their twin and their young son Baelon, that help them using the doctrine of exceptionalism as well as casting rumours about and blackmailing the high septon.

It takes 2 years, in which time Luecerys is born, with black Baratheon curls and Laenors eyes. but by this time the High Septon claims that the gods have said Harwin must be repaid for saving Rhaenyra’s and Laenors lives, and it must be done in marriage.

Rhaenyra of course respectfully accepts this, it is a message from the seven afterall.

And so, much to Alicent and otto’s fury Harwin is married into the couple and they all head to Dragonstone to marry Harwin in their ways and then to Harrenhall to marry alll together in front of the Old gods.

9 months later Joffrey Strong is born, named for the man who died to give Harwin his greatest happiness.

Rhaenys is very proud of her boy and loves all her grandchildren, including any beget by Harwin because they are Laenors as well.

Corlys is very confused by the whole thing, he just lets his wife and children do what they want at this point.

Larys fucks about and finds out at this point, people assume that he had accidentally gotten into the pit whilst drunk and had been too slow to escape Syrax, no one knows he had tried to kill his brother and had been killed by Syrax and Seasmoke in revenge.

Harwin does not mourn him, not when he had been holding Joffrey when his brother had tried to burn him.

All three become more vicious, scheming to protect their precious hatchlings. 

Once all the heir spots are filled and they no longer need to be careful the children come hard and fast. After Joffrey comes:

Visenya(H) Aemon(L) Baelor(L) Rhaenys(H) Viserys(H) Daenys(H) Jahaerys(H) Aemma(L) Naerys (H) Aerion (H) Alysanne(L)

A fair few are twins and triplets but after 10 years and 14 kids Rhaenyra decides she is done. Luckily Laenor and Rhaeny’s have found something to render her infertile much to her delight. No risks, no need ofr moontea. Harwin and Laenor even take it as well to be doubly sure.

Laena and Daemon have Rhaena, Baela, Baelon, Gaemon, Alyssa, Lucena, Corlae, Aethys, Daenaera, Vaelaena and Monterys.

They also choose infertility after Vaelaena and Monterys.

In total between the two families there are 25 kids. Why do I do this? Because its hilarious and also I think its cute.

Also yes Laena will survive because I said so, fuck you. 

So Whats going on with Viserys and the Greens. 

Well since the families are more cohesive and with encouragement from her partners and In-Laws, Rhaenyra begins ruling as her father gets sicker. By the time Daemon and Laena bring over proper healers he’s already contracted Leprosy and its been badly exacerbated by the Maesters, and Otto and Alicents treatments. Its deep to the point where the healers say that trying the usualy treatments will only kill him. With no Dragon he can;t fight it off and basically it becomes comfort measures to keep him happy and pain free. They help slow it somewhat but once he reaches a certain stage its more cruel to try and slow it and so the decision is made to basically do a Hospice care treatment. Keeping him happy and comfortable. I don;t like Viserys and he needs to be dead but I understand Rhaenyra would try and help him.

Otto was basically kicked out and once Rhaenyra has her family move into Kingslanding they all basically do everything they can to make sure he cannot re-enter. Fuck at one point Harwin, much to Laenor and Rhaenyra’s delight, manages to arrange for the old fool to get fucking syphallis. They still have no idea how he managed that but he did and thats when the Qudrapulets were conceived.

Hightower also begins to suffer politically. After Otto was kicked out and it was proven that the Maesters and Alicent had only made the king sicker they lost control of the education of the Maesters. All education was seperated out to every ruling family in Westeros with a central education centre moved to Kingslanding.

Gwain Hightower and son also suffer, drowning at sea when their bost sunk unexpectedly during a storm. No one ever saw Seasmoke, so well was he camoflaged.

The trio also begin working heavily to help the smallfolk. Healing centres, food banks, better education and a sewer system. It is understanding that people began moving from the Faith to the worship of the 14 gods of Valryria or the Old Gods. The Dragon pit is torn down as well and near the site a temple to the Valryian gods it build and a new Godswood planted in Kingslanding. Soon the other cities of Westeros follow. The Seven are still worshipped, but people are more free to worship who they want.

It is during this time all the Targs find out they are immune to fire. It was Laena and Laenor who found this out. they got into a playfight and accidentally fell into a firepit.Everyone hurried to oull them out but only Corlys and Harwin get burnt.

It is what allows Daemon and Rhaenys to explore Valyria eventually, where they manage to discover lost pieces of their heritage including what they realise is a hatchery containing nearly 100 eggs.

Daemon is feral.

The Dragon keepers are delighted when over half begin to hatch on Dragonstone, they have to quickly train up dozens of new recruits to keep up.

This is also when Rhaena encounters the Cannibal and claims him much to Daemons horror and Laena’s delight. It turns out, from what Rhaena learns from the bond, is that the Cannibal had been a dragon whose rider died in its infancy and the broken bond so young had a egative impact on its psyche, fixed by Rhaena.

All the kids get dragons, I’ll think more on which one later but they all get dragons.

Now on to the key people and Controversially I don’t really like Alicent as a person. I think she is a great character but she does remind me of an estranged family member and gives me the ick. I don’t like Aegon either, little rapey cunt.

So there are two ways I can see this go for these two. Firstly is the good way where Alicent realises that Rhaenyra will be a good queen and chills out. Honestly what I imagine she’ll be happiest doing is either taking on work to help people or joining the faith maybe? Aegon would also have to be raised really well for this good ending, make sure he gets proper rearing and also stays away from drink and child fighting rings. I imagine he would become a traveller, maybe a diplomat of sorts. He would probably never marry but his sister would legitimise the children he has.

Bad version is unfortunately more likely in the timeline of the story. Considering the distrust brewing Alicent would probably always believe Rhaenyra would kill her and her children. But the positive outcomes for Rhaenyra would probably make her move more quickly. She would probably be involved in getting Larys to try and kill Harwin and whne found out she would flee back to Oldtown with Aegon, leaving behind her other children for the sake of the Heir. I imagine they would be hidden for safety and Aegon raise to belive he is king.

The other three I honestly see as more redeemable, Aemond is on thin fucking ice but with the abandonment off his mother at a much younger age and being basically adopted by Rhaenyra he can turn out better. He basically becomes the New Daemon. Fiercely protective of his sister-mother and his siblings and of the fathers who raised him with love and care he becomes a fierce knight and advisor for Jacaerys when he eventually becomes king. 

Helaena is also given a better life. Daemon quickly realises she is a dreamer and whilst there is no training they have available they do everything they can to help her. Journals, soft things, all the bugs she wants. Helaena is a treasure burdened with a terrible gift and they will help her all they can. This eventially involves letting Aemond and her marry. It is obvious she loves her brother and he her, and Rhaenyra wants all her children to marry for love if they can. Also letting Helaena marry outside of the family would just be insane.

Daeron knows that technically he isn’t his sisters child, but she raised him from a baby after retrieving him from Oldtown so as far as he is concerned Rhaeneyra is his Muna and Laenor and Harwin are his Kepa’s. He becomes one of the new people who gather education and teachers for Rhaenyra’s new education centres. he himself eventually marries the next princess of Dorne. 

Now to the drama. In the timeline I picture Oldtown takes Aegon and tries to raise him to be the new King. Rhaenrya does try to find him but she is not successful and soon the Triarchy rise delcaring Aegon the true king. It does not end well at all. Aegon is probably killed during a battle and house Hightower is removed. Soon Oldtown itself is abandonned and nothing is left of Hightower or Oldtown except a few broken ruins. Rhaenyra rules peacefully with her family as the first, but not the last queen of the Seven Kingdoms.

Centuries later King Rhaegar, named for his holy Ancestor Rhaenyra, Ascends the throne when his father deems him ready and Aerys retires for a peaceful life with his beloved wife Rhaella, with his wife the new Queen Lyanna of house Stark. By their sides the King’s dragon Syrax and Queen Lyanna’s direwolf Frost. 

Their first son, their first child of six, Jahaerys Targaryean, affectionately known as Jae by his numerous Targaryean aunts, uncles, siblings and cousins, and Jon by his Stark relatives, is claimed by the Dragon Vermithor at birth and was found with the direwolf pup Ghost after his first night in the cradle. He is born with his father’s dark skin and bright indigo eyes, but with thick black curls streaked with silver and a stern and very Stark face.

When the night King came he found himself against the Prince and his beloved wife and Princess Daenaerys and her dragon SIlverwing along with over a hundred dragons and direwolves, a united kingdom of Westeros, Wildings and children of the forest, and users of magics both ancient and strong.

He never stood a chance.

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-yigas]

Oh these beautiful, dirty boys. Thank you for blessing us. ❤️I have a request... I know you said in a previous answer that you're not into mpreg for these two, which I totally get, I don't see how it would work either. But since Sooga has such a domestic kink on top of a belly kink, any chance Kohga would just once (grudgingly) allow him to pretend his belly is big with a few babies, so Sooga gets his kinky fun in?

You can ABSOLUTELY have that, because lowkey Sooga has a paternal kink. Let’s fucking GO.

Sooga liked to think that he’d be a good father. Despite the fact that his own father was...heavy handed, he dreamt of being a kind, yet firm father to his children. Girl, boy, one or (preferably) twelve, he wanted to be a father, even at a young age. But, like many things in life, things required sacrifices. Sooga chose the man of his dreams, and he was a bit scared of touching women (or a lot), and would DEFINITELY be unable to get any woman pregnant. SO, no children by blood. That would leave adoption. Which would be possible, but upon looking at Kohga, it dawned on him, just how implausible that would be. Kohga was sitting there, humming and reading a new book. Kohga didn’t like responsibility. Didn’t like the idea of being tied down by anything, honestly. While it bothered Sooga a bit, this didn’t mean he’d change that in Kohga. He was lovely. Very, very lovely. He stopped organizing his things, and found himself right on top of Kohga, chin resting on his chest. His belly felt so soft against his own. Kohga looked away from his book, to look at his lovesick boy.

“Thought you were freak cleaning?”

“I just wanted to be near you.”

“Idiot.”

Kohga chuckled, returning to his book as he let Sooga be. That is, until Sooga spoke again.

“You know, I don’t like women.”

“No, thought you sucking my dick last night meant you were a total pussy magnet.”

“No no no, I’m going somewhere with this here,”

Kohga chuckled, putting the book down in order to see just where this was going. Sooga had been more open with his thoughts, and Kohga was amused when Sooga was in the midst of some rant/ramble.

“I’m saying, I don’t like women. But if YOU were a woman, I think I’d still really like you.”

That made Kohga damn near snort. Though the statement was odd, it was also really, really sweet.

“Well, thank you. In all honesty if I was a woman though, I’d be WAY too powerful. What made you bring this up anyway?”

Sooga said nothing for a moment, one hand carefully at his belly. So nice and rotund, his belly was.

“I was thinking about having a family, and how you’d make the cutest little pregnant wife.”

“Kids? With THIS body? Hell no. Even If I could, I’m not letting diaper butts ruin THIS swimsuit ready piece of ass.”

Sooga tried not to frown too much. He wasn’t surprised by his words, but the reality of the confirmation honestly hurt his poor, eager heart. Kohga seemed to catch onto this, sighing. The things you do for love.

“But...if it makes you stop your pouting, we can PRETEND you knocked me up. Does that make you feel better?”

Sooga tried not to leap out of bed. Kohga was not only supporting him, but supporting the idea of THEM, as a couple. Even though neither could get pregnant, the idea excited Sooga to no end. Kohga too it seemed, given how he pulled Sooga into a kiss.

“Now, why don’t you show me how you'd treat your pregnant little wife, eh?”

Was this Kohga’s thing? Not at all. But it didn’t matter, because it was SOOGA’s thing. Sooga leaned down to press his lips on his belly. One hand cupping his own crotch, Sooga’s hand carefully rubbed and massaged his big belly. Where to begin with a body so precious, so worthy of holding his young?

“You know, I’ve always wanted to have sons. Many, many sons. It’d be so nice if you had twins. Two precious, beautiful boys inside of you.”

Kohga rolled his eyes as Sooga’s lips roamed to his neck. It was sweet, but god was it mushy.

“Just give me fucking triplets, why don’t ya?”

He was kidding of course, but that seemed to REALLY get Sooga going, given the fact that he parted his legs, and rubbed his boner right against Kohga’s ass. He was getting greedy now, pulling at Kohga’s clothes (rather sloppily and clearly in a rush) in an attempt to get them off.

“Triplets! Three lovely, lovely boys, from my lovely, lovely love.”

“You’re SO into me, you’re not even making any sense now.”

“Not inside of you yet, Master Kohga.”

Kohga’s chuckle was swallowed up by Sooga’s lips, all while his hands finally got rid of those pesky, pesky clothes. Sooga pulled away, hands cupping and palming at his belly so carefully. But it wasn’t all sweetness; Kohga could see that lust in his greedy, greedy eyes (as if his hard cock wasn’t enough evidence). Kohga snickered.

“You are REALLY into the idea of knocking me up. Kinda cute, honestly. How often do you think about this?”

“Nearly everyday, to be truthful. You’d make a lovely, pregnant wife. We could get a big house, I could pamper you so you don’t have to lift a finger. You could just sleep all day, have my children, maybe make dinner-”

“Listing a lot of shit I gotta do, Sooga.”

Sooga chuckled, shaking his head. He should’ve been more romantic, maybe light a candle or get some lube, but he couldn’t help it. He slid himself right into his ass, lips at his neck, and hand feeling up his belly, as if he was expecting to feel something kick.

“Sorry, sorry. You’re right. I’d let you do anything you wanted. I’d hunt for us, I’d clean, I’d worship you, anything. In exchange for you to gift me with boys as beautiful and as strong as you.”

Sooga couldn’t help but start to move into Kohga, relishing in the fact that his movements started to please his wonderful husband. Kohga couldn’t help but laugh, arms wrapped around his neck, and just letting Sooga rut his cock in and out of him. Sure Sooga was annoying, sure he was a hopeless romantic, but Sooga had a HELL of a body, and Kohga wouldn’t change a thing.

“Okay, REAL stupid question here, especially given the fact that you’re railing your cock inside of m-me!”

Kohga had to take a second as Sooga’s hand (not the one affectionately rubbing at his tummy) grabbed firmly at his ass, which was such a goddamn weak spot for poor Kohga. He ignored how damn good it felt, trying to continue his thought, especially given the fact that Sooga was looking up at him with such eager, willing eyes.

“Okay thinking again, holy shit. You ever thought of names for these boys?”

That seemed to be just the thing that kept Sooga’s rutting, making the bed underneath them creak from his rather enthusiastic force.

“I definitely wanted one of them to be named after you. You have SUCH a pretty name.”

“That’s so stupid sweet-”

Kohga couldn’t finish his thought as he felt Sooga start to throb. God this idiot was SO close to cumming, all because he liked the idea of a big, happy family. So stupid. Even if the fact that Kohga was getting absolutely fucked right now, like how he deserved, it was stupid. Sooga didn’t last very long after that, sinking his teeth into his Master’s neck once he finally let himself go, and stuff Kohga’s ass full of cum. The dutiful man Sooga was, he didn’t let that stop him from finishing off Kohga; pumping his cock quickly in his hand, till he too, came right into his palm. The whole thing was quick, frantic, and Kohga loved it. Sooga panted once all was said and done, lightly shaking his head. He noticed some of his cum was dripping from him, and that made him swipe it up with his finger, before pulling himself out, and pushing his fingers inside of his ass.

“I wouldn’t want you losing any of this, Master Kohga. With this, you could make the most lovely, the most strong boys.”

“You just. Kinda want me to be pregnant and do nothing all day, is what I’m getting.”

“Well, it certainly doesn’t sound like a BAD idea, does it?”

Kohga would have hesitations, but damn Sooga’s fingers in his freshly creamed ass REALLY hit the spot, so he did nothing but sit there, squirming a bit.

“I...guess not. We’d be hot as dilfs anyway.”

“What’s a dilf?”

“...I could fuck you a million times over, and you’re SOMEHOW still a fucking virgin, Sooga.”

He loved this man. Stupid as he was, he really and honestly loved him. Kohga was never a family man, but if he HAD to settle down and get some rugrats…

It’d definitely be with him.