#I shared some of my favorite moments with my lil bro and we both laughed

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how DARE you make Mikey just like my uncle! This is BLASPHEMY I say! B L A S P H E M Y!!!!

Part 18!

I think we can start a compilation of Mikey squeezing cheeks haha

Part 1

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I need more homelander!!!

I have homie brainrot,feed my hunger please!

A/N: The homie brainrot is real...

Read my mind

Pairing: Homelander x Fem!Supe!Reader

Tags/TW: Established relationship, references to childhood abuse, reader is telepathic, a lil angsty, slight spoilers for season 4

Word count: 1142

Psychic waited at the table of the seven, they were all waiting on Homelander. He was late for yet another meeting. She knew that he was under a lot of stress but lately it had gotten a lot worse, maybe it was this whole starlighter stuff and Neuman. 

“Hey Psychic, can’t you read his mind and find out where he is?” Deep asked.

“No, I promised I wouldn’t read his mind. Doesn’t matter anyways, unless he is close enough I can’t.” Psychic shifted in her seat, as the Deep whispered an insult under his breath. If Homelander knew what he had said, he’d have his head, but he still was nowhere to be seen. Regardless, they would wait until he showed up, everyone but Psychic was scared of him. 

Then just like that, Homelander came bursting through the doors. 

“Sorry, I’m late guys, just got caught up is all. So, now that you are here,” Homelander was going on about his latest plan, but he was smiling through gritted teeth and that’s all that Psychic noticed. His jaw was clenched too and hands gripped the chair a little too hard. He was agitated but she had no idea why. 

“Deep blow A-Train.” That snapped her out of thoughts. 

“What?” He said.

“Get on your knees and blow A-Train, really.” Homelander started to laugh but it was sinister. The deep stood up looking at the other seven to see what they thought. His face turned red. Psychic couldn’t deny that she enjoyed seeing him squirm a little, after all, he wasn’t her favorite teammate. 

“Sexuality is a spectrum, bro.” A-Train looked just as uncomfortable as Deep. Homelander stopped them before Deep actually did anything, much to the relief of them both. Psychic caught Homelander’s eye and he quickly looked away from you, as much as you enjoyed seeing Deep squirm she was still uncomfortable with the whole thing, and he knew that. 

After the meeting, she didn’t even bother sticking around, just rushing straight off to their shared apartment. Walking out onto the balcony, she breathed in the fresh air. She loved Homelander but sometimes he was too much. She looked down at the city, saw a woman walking alone, she sunk her thoughts into her, and soon enough their thoughts intertwined. The woman was on her way home to her partner who she loved dearly, she had no anxiety, no fear of him and it was refreshing to feel for Psychic. Most people aren’t with the strongest supe ever, sometimes it’s nice to pretend she wasn’t, for a moment anyway. 

“Whose head are you fiddling with today?” Homelander snapped Psychic out of her trance, making her jump to one side. Before relaxing when she saw who it was. 

“Just some random woman.”

“Ah.” They stood looking at the city in silence. She keep picking at her fingers, tearing small bits of skin off. Homelander noticed and took her hand in his. “You shouldn’t do that, you’ll make your fingers all sore again.” He kissed where she had been scratching. Her heart melted a little before remembering the meeting.

“Are we going to talk about the meeting?”

“Do we have to?”

“I think we should.”

“Okay, go ahead.”

“Are you okay? You have been erratic recently.”

“Have I?”

“Yes, you know you have. You avoided my eye in the meeting, you only do that when you know I don’t like something.”

“Or maybe I just didn’t want to look at you?” Homelander regretted the words as soon as they came out of his mouth, but he was stubborn and wouldn’t let it go. She didn’t even respond, just turning away from him, looking out to the otherside of the city. Her eyes were welling up with tears but she would rather die than let him see. 

“You’re a dick.” She finally said, and walked back into the balcony. She made herself a glass of water, downing it. Homelander remained on the balcony for a moment, thinking about what he would say now. He did this all the time, took things too far, and it was hurting her, the one person he did not want to hurt. When he walked in, she was on the couch, laying down, defeated. He lifted her head up, sitting down and placing her head on his lap. Slowly stroking her hair, he still struggled with what to say. There are only so many ways to apologize and quite frankly he had exhausted them all. 

“I’m sorry.” He said, meekly. She looked up at him. Her watery eyes were searching his. 

“Please just talk to me.” Her voice was barely above a whisper but that didn’t matter. Homelander took a deep breath, pursing his lips after. He was conflicted, and Psychic didn’t have to read his mind to know it. 

“I’m just…read my mind.” 

“What?” She sat up, shocked at his request. Never in all the time they had been together had he asked her to read his mind. 

“I want you to read my mind.” 

“I promised you I wouldn’t.”

“I know. Please do it.”

“Okay.” She braced herself, slowly she began to seep into his mind. His was tougher to decode, his thoughts were rapidly racing around. Reaching out, she finally understood the rhythm and began to sync with them. 

Homelander was scared, scared about ageing, death and his legacy. Ryan wasn’t like him and he knew that was okay but deep down he wants Ryan to be like him, not for vanity but for acceptance. She thought that was all, she didn’t want to probe further but then something was blazing in his mind, it had its own corner, shut away. Psychic reached for it. All she could see was a room? A white room, and lots of pain. He was led out of the room and into a darker one. He was crying, then there was red and the heat, god it was burning him alive. The pain was like none she had ever felt.

It pulled her out of her trance, screaming and rubbing her skin, crying and moaning. Homelander tried to get her to calm down but nothing seemed to work, she was hysterical. He knew exactly what memory she had seen, he didn’t want her to see that but it was so hard to repress the thought sometimes. 

“I’m sorry, you’re safe, I promise they aren’t going to hurt you.” He cradled her head against his chest and soon enough her breathing began to steady itself. She reached up to his face, looking deeply into his eyes. Her eyes were ablaze, fiery and angry. He had never seen her this way. He would’ve been scared, if he wasn’t Homelander. 

“Where are they?” She asked. Standing and walking towards the balcony.

“What? Why?”

“We are going to hurt them like they hurt you.” 

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Tagged to do this Obey Me OC Template (Link) by @razzledazzle17

Decided to just make a new post cuz it would be a hella long chain >>” I picked my lil’ ol’ DiaLuci love child~ *Edited some things out the template if I didn’t have an answer or didn’t quite apply

Obey Me OC

Personal - Basics

[Name] Adrammelech, Addy

[Race/Species]

Demon [x] Angel [] Human [] Other: []

[Age] Unknown

[Birthday] Unknown

[Height] 6ft 1in (I wanted Addy to be between the heights of Lucifer/Diavolo)

[Fingernail Polish Color(s)] Black polish, but their ring fingers have red polish

[Hair color/description] Short wavy black hair, the bangs in the front fade into a red

Personal - In-depth

[Gender or no | Pronoun(s)] Non-Binary, They/them

[Sexual/Romantic Orientation or lack thereof] Asexual/Panromantic

[Favorite Color(s)] Black, Red, Gold, Blue

[Personality] Generally friendly, and respectful, but can be a tease. Has moments of being childish and at the same time can be serious/mature. Potentially sadistic

Personal - Other

[Likes] Their parents/family, coffee/tea, formal attire, the beach, dahlias/gardening

[Dislikes] Disrespect towards their parents, untidiness, not getting enough sleep, dark wooded areas

[Positive Traits] Their politeness and well mannered behavior, willing to lend a hand to help out

[Negative Traits] Easily gets convinced into shenanigans, Can be obsessive, Not easy to calm down when aggressive

Relationships

*Now I’m not quite far in the Addy’s Origins comic to explain most of these relationships and the comic is supposed to short so Addy doesn’t meet everyone anyway but these are how the relationships would be if I had time to display them. Also slight spoilers here, but it gets decided later to keep Addy being a love child a secret from everyone. The only ones who know are Diavolo, Lucifer, Barbatos, Solomon and maaaaaaybe Simeon. I haven’t decided if I want him in the loop. So Addy thinks of Lucifer’s bros as uncles but they don’t know that they view them as such.

[With Demons]

Lucifer - As their dad, Addy loves and respects him very much, but is aware of Lucifer’s apprehension to except them as their child due to their mysterious appearance. That being said Addy is patient and willing to work hard to earn Lucifer’s approval.

Mammon - The cool uncle, though Addy understands a lot of Mammon’s actions cause his dad stress, they have a soft spot for him since Mammon actually cares and is nice. They do appreciate that Mammon is willing to include them in his schemes.

Leviathan - The quiet uncle, They don’t quite see eye to eye sometimes as Addy is a more active individual, but is very interested and happy when Levi shares his hobbies with them.

Satan - The brother uncle, technically speaking Satan is both their uncle and a brother of sorts, but disregarding the strange family tree situation Addy views him more of an older sibling. They respect him, but disapprove of his untidy room and rebel behavior towards Lucifer at times.

Asmodeus - The Alabama uncle, Asmo will always be an Asmo so he does flirt and get a little handsy with Addy, though they laugh it off as Asmo being affectionately quirky. They often will got to Asmo for outfit advice and accessories since he is the most fashionable of his uncles.

Beelzebub - The sporty uncle, Beel’s appetite does surprise and scare them at times, but Addy enjoys the times when Beel exercises and plays sports with them.

Belphegor - The complicated uncle, Addy is bothered by Belphie’s disrespect towards his dad and father in the past and finds it hard to talk to him for that reason. However, they are aware that Belphie deep down cares, so they make an effort to be cordial with him.

Diavolo - As his father, Addy also loves and respects him very much. They are aware of his position as future King, and much like Lucifer, is careful to not make him look bad. They have a closer bond with each other considering both share friendly/childish behavior.

Barbatos - The unofficial uncle, Addy is very curious about Barbatos’ history and is appreciative that he takes care of his father. They enjoy learning about things from Barbatos and often go to him for advice if he doesn’t seek it from their parents.

[With Angels]

Simeon - Addy can be slightly shy towards Simeon as they don’t particularly have a sense of what angels are really like. They can sense that their father has his issues with angels, but is also aware that their dad is close or at least once was so they remain friendly Simeon.

Luke - Being quite young in appearance, Addy doesn’t take as much caution around Luke as they do with Simeon. They would take part in the running chihuahua joke that their dad and uncles started.

Michael - They don’t have a lot of information about Michael so they only have a neutral opinion of him.

[With Humans]

Solomon - They view Solomon in a similar light to Barbatos. Curious about his past, but willing to trust him. Addy is also interested in learning magic from him considering he’s a powerful sorcerer.

Favorite Things About the Devildom

[Favorite Job(s)] The royal Library/The Mausoleum, They share a fondness for books (not quite on the level of their ‘brother’) and they wish to feel closer to their passed relatives

[Favorite Place(s) to Hang at] RAD, The House of Lamentation, Lord Diavolo’s Castle

[Favorite Food(s)] Behemoth Salisbury Steak

[Favorite Class Subject(s)] Cursed Music

Least Favorite Things About the Devildom

[Least Favorite Job(s)] The Fall, getting gawked at by multiple lewd demons can be overwhelming

[Least Favorite Places to Go] The forbidden woods (Idk the proper name of the area. I couldn’t find it on the wiki but ya know that forest area scene we sometimes see)

[Least Favorite Foods] Foods that should be warm/hot being served cold/room temp

[Disliked Class Subject(s)] Mathematics

[Stuff that Can be Considered a Negative About Devildom] They do wish there was some sort of sun like in the human world

Personality Chart

I don’t tag but hop in if you want~ 🍑🍑🍑

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relationship hcs for akiteru 🥺🥺🥺

Hi yes yes YESSS! More love for Akiteru, here we go! 💕

Being in a Relationship with Akiteru Tsukishima 🥰

Let me start off by saying this: if you ever find yourself in a relationship with him, then congratulations, you have very great taste and a wonderful boyfriend. 😘

How it all began:

You met Akiteru at your university. As someone who greatly values academic and genuinely enjoys going to classes, you always wake up a little earlier than you had to, just so you can get a head start. Little did you know that you’d run into the cutest fellow early bird on the first day of your second year.

As expected, the building is peaceful, so quiet, as the only sound are echos from your shoes. But to your surprise, you come across a silhouette of a tall male, sitting with his back to you, in front of the massive window that overlooks the empty university.

When your footsteps come to a stop, he turns to you, lowering the book that he’s holding on to his lap. “Are you here for World War 2 in Cinema?” He asks with a smile.

His smile widens when you respond with a nod, turning around to fully face you with an arm outstretched. “My name is Tsukishima Akiteru! But you can call me Akiteru.”

You walk up to him and shakes his warm hand, as you can’t help but be infected by his genuine smile and warm demeanor.

Also noting how calloused his palms are. Hmm, what could’ve caused that 🤔

From that day on, you two would come to class even earlier; from 10 minutes, to 15, even up to 20, just so you can chit chat.

He’d bring whatever he thought was cool to show you before class too. For instance, he’s gone thrift shopping with his other friends once, and came across a children dinosaur book. It made him very nostalgic as it reminded him of Kei, but he’s also way too excited to share it with you, so he bought it on the whim.

His friends totally gave him a weird look, but they’re like: ok, yea, Akiteru’s just being hella nerdy. The usual.

You would also bring cool things to share with him before class as well, and it makes him really happy when you do.

He’d come home everyday, since the day he’d met you, with a fuzzy feeling in his chest. So he likes to snuggle his side pillow with his warm cheeks squished to it with eyes closed, day dreaming about you.

In a way, you remind him a lot of younger Kei; when he’d have someone to share his interests and passion with. However, he’s well aware that you are not his brother and that his excitement to see you every morning is way too intense for it to be something that’s just platonic.

Is also a very observant person; if you’ve gotten a haircut, re-painted your nails, or is wearing something new, he will instantly compliment you on that. And the bizarre thing is that he’s not even trying to suck up to you, it’s actually how he felt and his eyes automatically notice new things about you, even if they may be subtle.

He’s usually the one asking a lot of questions; he wants to know more about you, where you’re from, your family, your passion, hobbies.

So you were pretty surprised when you found out he’s on Kaji Wild Dogs Volleyball team. You didn’t even know what a Wing Spiker or anything is because you were never really a big sports fan.

When you frankly told him that you do not know much about sports, but is still fruitlessly trying to come up with questions, just so he can talk about his passion some more, he just laugh, a wholesome grin on his cute freaking face. 😩

“It’s okay, Y/n-san, It means a lot to me that you’re trying to understand the sport that’s meant so much to me, but that doesn’t mean you have to force yourself to speak about it for my sake. I have other passions too, and I’d rather speak about what makes the both of us happy.”

Ughh, like how are you so observant!! It’s the big brother intuition, I tell ya. Since Kei barely communicates with him verbally, he’s gotten really good at observing micro-signs.

Which MEANSSS that this man KNOWSSSS you are into him and that he’s got a chance. Oh yea, he knows bby, and he may or may not have denied it for a day, before he’s like, nah dude, I like them too, so I’m going to go for it.

Your name keeps popping up in conversation with his friends, even without his awareness. BUT if there is ever a chance for him to promote you in a conversation, he will not hesitate, and totally go all out.

He is addicted to your smile, and he wants you to keep doing whatever makes you happy.

Will go out of his ways to support your hobbies; e.g. staying up late at night to brainstorm paper ideas with you, and he’s not even in the class your paper’s for.

Speaking of assignments, you guys are the POWER STUDY BUDDY. Like wow, you know those times when you meet up with your friends for a study sesh, but it turns into a distracting mess. No no, not with you two smarties.

There’s this mutual unspoken agreement, the moment he’s asked you to study with him at the library during mid-terms. You’ll be chit chatting about anything in the world on your way to the lib, but the moment you’ve found your work desk, you’re both completely silent as your eyes skim through the pages of your textbook, while his hands scribble like flaming wheels on his notebook.

The only time one of you would speak is when you’re hungry, and you want to stop by the library’s cafe. He will always ask you if you want anything, even if you already have your sandwich in front of you.

And even if you’ve said no, he’ll still buy something extra for you anyway, cuz he knows it’s going to be a late night at the library.

Knows your class schedule by memory, will always walk or offer to drive you home. And he’ll always make sure you actually enter your apartment before leaving.

On days when he cannot be there to drive you home because of practice, he can’t relax until you send him a photo of your cat at home or something haha.

He’s basically your main ride for almost anything, including groceries. He just enjoys spending time with you in general, it doesn’t have to be anything grand, just as long as you are with him, something as dreadful as waiting at the DMV no longer sounds as bad. 

There was never really a distinct moment of when your first date was, because your relationship started off with a very stable friendship of shared interests.

It’s likely that he’ll confess his feelings for you even before he’s officially asked you on a date, because you are so comfortable with each other’s presence. And you’re cool with that, you’ve always wanted a relationship with an S/O who’e like a best friend anyway.

When he confessed, he did it at least expected moments. It was when you were on your way back from grocery shopping together, you noticed a cheesy-looking Halloween shop, so you asked him if he’d be down. You didn’t even have to beg, he’s already turning his car around.

Can I also add that he’s a very smooth and calm driver?

You’ll be trying on the goofiest looking costume, and he cannot help but smile at how perfect you are to him. Then it slips.

You: Look at me, I’m a cat meow meow. Akiteru: *laughs* Wow, what an accurate imitation. You: I know right? I’m not as cute as my cat though. Akiteru: You are very cute to me. 😳

Wow okay, but was that like platonic cute, or romantic cute. You know? Sometimes, people are vague, what can I say. But not Akiteru.

Akiteru: and I meant it. I like you a lot, Y/n-san. He confesses, looking at you with a smile. Like how are you going to say no to that.

Earlier stages:

Congratulations, Akiteru is now your boyfriend. ✨

A lot of the things that had been mentioned above still remains: he’s still just as attentive and observant as he had been from the start.

He has a list on his phone, of all the things you would eye when you go window shopping, the food you crave when you are extra broke that month, and the different things that make you smile so widely, he could’ve sworn your cheeks were about to explode.

He may not be the richest person in the world, but he will go out of his way to bring your cravings/wishes to fruition. For instance, you were craving some vegetarian Ethiopian food, but it was way too pricy for you to splurge, and you can’t decide on just one. Akiteru will go out of his ways to gather all ingredients, and cook everything from scratch, just so you can experience it as identically to the original thing you had craved for.

You also like to cook together a lot, and he’s pretty great in the kitchen. Loves chopping things for you, especially onions, because he hates the way it makes you tear up. 🥺

Calls you pet names that are inspired by all the children books and anime he’d read and watch with Kei, such as “Olive Baby (Olive Oyl from Popeye the Sailor), Dokin-chan~ (From Go! Anpanman), and Lil Tweety (Warner Bros.) ”

He will just text you with “Cuddle Bug? 🐞” and that’s just code for “I want you to spoil me with cuddles right now.”

It’ll usually happen randomly, but you’ve been noticing him doing that a lot after you’ve had a long day at work or after studying. You often wonder if Cuddle Bug was actually meant to be for him, or if it’s because you looked like you needed one. Regardless, you are grateful.

You can never say no to his cuddle requests because he gives some of the best ones you’ve ever experienced.

His favorite cuddle position is when you are laying on his chest, as he bring both arms to wrap around your shoulders, tucking his nose to your hair as he ingrains the memory of your scent to his mind. The feeling of your warm hand on the dip of his broad chest, makes his heart beat a little faster, as he relishes in your presence.

But on days when you know he needs Cuddle Bug most, are when he’d return to university housing after his visit home.

On those days, he will be the one to lay on your nape, face down, as his long arms wrap around your waist, and underneath the curve of your back. Automatically, your fingers find its way to his honey hued hair, running it through his soft strands, massaging his scalp, as you occasionally brush his temple with your thumb.

You could’ve sworn he purrs like a cat whenever you do.

When you ask him how his visit home went, he always assures that it went well, but you wonder if that was the entire truth.

He always seems a little silent after his visits, not being as playful about his teasings, and his smiles being a little less energetic than what you’re used to. 

You were so concerned, you even asked some of his volleyball friends, and all they know was that Akiteru’s brother gives him a hard time, sometimes.

Strange, because Akiteru had only ever said great things about his brother to you: how Kei is a regular player in the team, and that he is killing the game at his blocks. Whenever he talks about his younger brother, his eyes sparkle and his voice booms proudly.

Knowing him, you decide to leave it at that, and not pry further into it. If he wants to tell you, he’ll tell you himself.

He’ll include you in all of his social events, as long as he’s allowed to, and likes to bring you with him whenever his friends want to hangout.

You felt a little bad, because you didn’t want to take away his guy time, but his friends genuinely enjoy your company. They even ask him how you’re doing sometimes, and for him to say hi for them.

Long term:

Okay, so when I say long term, I mean that it’s past the honeymoon phase.

At this point, you guys know each other so well, like it’s the back of your hands.

You also live together now, in a two bedroom apartment, where you turned one of the bedrooms into both your study rooms.

A very adventurous couple: would go hiking and camping all the time. But he’s also kind of a big introvert, so he’s totally down for chill movie nights at home.

And when you watch movies at home, you both SPRAWL out ALLLL over the couch, doesn’t even matter if you are short or tall, you both will take up every inch of the couch.

He’ll occasionally surprise you with some spontaneous dinner dates at home too, because he knows how badly you wish your cat could join you for all the dates you’ve gone to.

On those spontaneous dinner dates, you’ll come home and he’ll greet you in some nice button ups, 3 buttons undone, black trousers, and black dress shoes. When he draws you in a hug, you can smell the faintest cologne on his neck: a mix of caramel, and something subtly spicy but refreshing.

You also understand volleyball a little better now, and is always there to cheer for him to the fullest extent of your lungs, jumping up and down in excitement every time he score.

Whenever he’s feeling a little too exhausted than he intends to, all he needs is to look over at you, and just like that, he’s instantly recharged as he jumps up and down to your wave with a peace sign.

Is also not a clingy boyfriend at all, he trusts and respects you, and you are both very independent with your own set of interests. He’s totally fine not seeing you ALL the time during the day, but you ALWAYS make dinner together a thing (or if not, at least you’ll spend one of your meals together.)

He may not be the best at communication, such as when something’s bothering him, but that is just his way of protecting you of his burden.

And being around Mr.Perceptive, had taught you to be one as well. You pick up on subtle micro-signs, such as when he would count the grains of his rice with chopsticks, before pulling one grain to his lips at a time. You KNOW something bothersome is plaguing his mind when he plays with food.

He opens up to you about his past mistakes and the reason why Kei no longer talks to him very much. He’s very bothered by the way his little brother holes up in his own room when he visits, it makes him feel like a phantom, a walking failure that just occupies his parent’s home.

And every time his facade shatters, you instantly pull him into a hug, just the same way he’s always liked, his long limbs on top of yours, with your digits entangled in his hair.

You got him to work on his communication, clearly expressing the importance of it to you. And though he struggles sometimes, he’s still doing his best to improve.

Is a very clean person, kind of obsessed with keeping the kitchen clean; he cannot enjoy dinner until everything is in place.

Not that uptight about it though, there will be days when he lets it slip. But then he’ll be right back at it, after you’ve gone upstairs to prepare for bed: quickly washing the dishes and wiping everything down.

If that is not some husband energy then I do not know what is. 😩🥰

You jokingly told him how sexy he is, whenever he does home chores, and it’s now become an inside joke. Every time one of you wipes down the counter or puts the dishes away, you’ll turn to each other and wiggle your brows suggestively, before bursting into laughters.

At this point, if you were never good at teasing, you bet you’ve improved significantly just from dating him.

You’ll really worry when Akiteru gets home late from practice, so sometimes, you’ll stop by with his dinner to find that he is alone in the gym, just practicing his spikes.

When that happens, he’ll sit outside to eat with you, stargazing. Then he’ll return to the gym to lock it up,

But on days, when you’d stop by to say hi at the gym, in the morning, his team would great you very warmly. They’re pretty much your family now, and you like to host them at your apartment for potlucks.

Now, every time Akiteru visits home, he’ll bring you with him.

His mother LOVES you, she finds you to be one of the loveliest person she’s ever met, and keeps thanking you for taking such great care of her son.

With you there with him, he no longer feels lost when he’s home, he’s got you! And anytime he gets to see Kei for dinner, he’s just grateful.

Speaking of Kei, he suppose he does not mind you. You share a lot of similar interests with him — well, that would make a lot of sense because you and Akiteru does too, and that man had such a big influence through Kei’s adolescence.

Sometimes, Kei will chill with you and Akiteru at the balcony, your favorite music playing softly in the background as Kei watches his brother practice. You can’t help but smile, when you see that the brothers are slowly reconstructing their relationship.

Kei totally hates how you and Akiteru cheers so loudly at his matches though. Now he has to deal with another person embarrassing him at the stadium lol. (Though he is low key happy you both do 🤭)  

You spoil Akiteru with head massages every night, without fail. And in return, he gives you foot rubs every morning. 

Here’s how it usually goes: You’ll give him a head massage for a good minute, before patting his head, leaning down to gently pucker your lips against his forehead. Then he’d lift his chin with eyes closed, and that is when you’d give him three gentle pecks on the lips before crawling under the covers beside him. “Thank you”, he’d breath gratefully with a content smile, eyes still closed.

You no longer cuddle every night, especially during the hot summer, but you will link your middle and ring fingers as you both drift to sleep, bodies facing each other in a fetal position. 🥺

And on days when he’d wake up before you, he’ll spend a minute studying your adorable sleeping face with a smile. He wants to protect you from the world, to keep you safe in his arms as you both grow stronger together as individuals.

He has no idea how he’s ended up with you, but he thanks the sky every day for granting him your existence. He loves you so much, way more than he could ever put to words. With a gentle kiss to your forehead, you stir awake to see his warm smile, you’ve grown so accustomed to.

“Good morning, y/n-san. I love you, my lil Tweety.” 😘

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Ink On Paper (tongue fic) 4. lmfaoooooooo there isn't a whole lot of dialogue in this one oop-

Laurent nodded. The wax softened as he pressed his hand into it, erasing his previous message. Soft, warm, melting under his touch. He wrote again, I need someone who is not afraid to read out the insults I make towards the idiots at court. You have been fired, Damianos.

i guess it technically counts lmfao. i just wanted to show laurent post-trauma still able to make jokes and snipe at his husband so it wasnt all doom and gloom 5. i'm not sure exactly what "hardest to write" here means because like... a lot of these fic have serious gore or otherwise upsetting content, but both emotionally and actually writing wise i find that kind of thing actually pretty easy to write hahahaha. i think i got stuck with the chronology and the decision to make it non-linear made it flow a lot better. for the record writing laurent getting raped and then having his tongue cut out was actually very easy to write, i think i got it out in basically one go. #cancelme the more fucked up and intense the easier i find to nyoom through it 6. my first ever fic in the capri fandom!!!! hehehehhehehe <333333 Level Of Concern (plan B fic) 4.

Before Nicaise could say anything, Laurent spat, “Does he know you had your first heat?”

SURPRISE nic was the one who was pregnant the whole time!!!!!!! 5. this one i banged out REALLY quickly so i cant think of anything here 6. capri omegaverse!!!!!!! i wish there was more of this 🥺🥺🥺 Like Me (what if Auguste was also abused fic) 4. ******CW INCEST MENTION CW ABUSE MENTION******

“Your brother’s stuck his dick in every single member of your family,” Auguste spat out, laughing, crying, and so miserable he thought his heart would stop. His voice rose again, and he felt something burst from him as he screamed for the whole world to hear, “Did you know that? Did you, huh papa? Did he fuck you too?”

dude this line is so fucked up lmfao but i enjoyed writing it so much. actually this entire scene where auguste is having his breakdown was really intense to write and im really pleased with how it came out OR

Auguste grabbed him suddenly, looking up into his grief-stricken face desperately. “Please, Laurent,” he pleaded, voice breaking. “Please. Don’t let him end up like me.”

i felt entirely too clever with this line lmfao. i was like ~ooooohhhhh title drop~ im so dumb 5. i just remember this one like. dragged on for some time. i couldnt figure out what to do with it, how to get everything to coalesce around the final reveal about auguste 6. plot twist!!!!!!! plus auguste angst. i really enjoyed this one, i wrote it after watching the movie Spotlight which is one of my all time faves Softly, Gently 4.

“My King has been overexerting himself again, I presume?” Paschal sighed, shaking his head with a fond smile. “When have I ever done that?” Laurent cocked his head to the side, a wry smile on his face.

hehehehe sassy laurent my beloved <33333 5. honestly im just going to skip this one from now on lskjghmvlksjhglkvsjhdl i just get "stuck" sometimes without rhyme or reason and its usually on boring stuff, but then i cant remember later. the hardest part for me is when my dumb fucking adhd brain wont let me focus on writing but once i overcome that its usually pretty smooth sailing 6. horny omegaverse.................... my beloved............... giving men vaginas for horny reasons my beloved......................... Water of Life (birth fic)

“Do you want to hold him?” Erasmus breathed, eyes glassy. The baby cried, Erasmus bouncing him tenderly in those sunkissed arms. He looked apologetic. “Only for a moment, it’s not quite over yet.” A playful smile danced on Erasmus’ lips, and he brushed away a slick, damp curl from the wailing baby’s head. “A head this big, he certainly takes after Exalted.”

a cute, fun lil line in the sea of horrible angst lmfao ORRRRRR

Erasmus knelt before Damen, before Laurent. He said, “Exalted… Can you command his Highness to push?” Damen froze. “Do you mean…?” Erasmus nodded. “Alpha command.” Damen’s expression crumpled. He said, in a voice that shattered Erasmus’ heart, “I can’t. I can’t do that to him.” Erasmus licked his lips. “Exalted, in this state, he can’t push. His contractions are weaker. He’ll-” “I can’t,” Damen cried, clinging to Laurent’s limp body like a lifeline. “He’d… He’d never forgive me.”

damen is so sweet........ he loves laurent so much...... ORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

He stopped at the doorframe, turning to face Laurent with tears in his eyes, and whispered, “How long does it take, your Highness?” Laurent, shocked enough to respond, hissed, “What?” “I still wake up in the middle of the night thinking of it,” Erasmus said, voice thick in his throat, tears burning at his eyes. “How long until it’s over?”

real sad hours if u up click like. i love erasmus and laurent bonding over their shared trauma <33333333333333333333 laurent and erasmus friendship propaganda 24-fucking-7 bay bee!!!!! 6. unironically this is one of my fav fic ive ever written skdljmfhgvlksjdhflmgkvjshldkjfghvmls call the midwife is one of my favorite shows and writing this made me look at birth as something visceral and possibly horrible and traumatic. i wanna write more fucked up birth scenes, SO MANY MORE. ridley scott knew what he was doing Sandalwood (erasmus/kallias my sweet boys i love u so much) 4.

“I do,” Erasmus breathes, ducking his head, flushed as though embarrassed. “In the gardens, the perfume from the orange trees all around us on those summer nights.” Kallias smiles behind him – Erasmus knows his body so intimately he can feel it in how Kallias’ posture changes, though he can’t see the soft turn of his lips. “The scent was so cloying I thought it would drive me mad. It made me want to kiss you senseless.” Erasmus laughs, breathlessly, imagining the warm heat of Kallias’ mouth against his. “Don’t blame that on the orange trees, dear one.”

beloved..................... im weeping.......... 6. these two make me fuckign CRY ON THE REG I LOVE THEM SO MUCH MY SWEET BOYS YOU DESERVE THE WORLD- Wisps of Smoke******************* (lauguste fic) 4. ***CW EXPLICIT INCEST*** (i mean....... obviously lmfao)

“Call me what I like,” Auguste growled against his ear. “You know what I like.” He did. Laurent did. He knew everything Auguste liked – the slow flick of Laurent’s tongue on the underside of his cock, that tender spot behind his earlobe, the way Laurent’s thighs looked straddled atop him like his horse – and this. “Brother,” Laurent gasped, desperate, “Brother, please, harder. Harder.”

i wanted the incest to be explicitly part of the kink here lmfaoooooo 6. hehehehehehehhehehehhehe lauguste................... i need to write more of u But I Love It (laurent is allergic to latex fic) 4.

“Laurent,” Auguste said, voice high in warning. Laurent braced himself, stiffening visibly. With what seemed to be monumental effort, Auguste continued, “You know, Laurent. I’m proud of you.”

IM A SOFT BITCH OK???????????????? auguste is PROUD of his baby bro for overcoming his sexual trauma and getting that fat dick 6. SLJHVDLMKJDHGVLK PEOPLE FUCKING LOVED THIS FIC i tried to be funny and i think it worked. plus some softe bits thrown in. i also kind of see lots of humor fic where its a no abuse au, but i wanted to write something comedic where the regent still. existed u kno????? anyways hahahahha i dont think i can write anything like this again but im glad y'all liked it Is It Cold In The Water (slice of life fic) 4.

Laurent opens his mouth to say something cheeky, but instead, what comes out is: “Do you think Aimeric had the right idea?” Damen is quiet for so long, gaze serious and framed with his long, dark lashes, that Laurent wonders if he’d spoken aloud at all – and when he’s sure he had, he realizes Damen had remembered Aimeric after all. When he speaks again, the sleep is gone from his voice. “Laurent,” Damen says carefully, as though approaching a spooked horse, “Is something wrong?”

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 soft,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, 6. ruby likes this fic lskjdvhmflgksfjdhmvglkjsdhflkvgmjhlekjfhdvlgskjfhv im a SIMP- The Devil's Got Nothing On Me (AIMERIC FIC LEGGOOOO) 4. there are lots of lil nuggets in here!!!!

Aimeric blinks, and all he can think is, you knew? He says, "I – I just." "I am a patient man," Guion breathes, "I support everyone in my household. Everyone. But Aimeric, you are truly testing my patience. Your mother came to me in tears, begging me to find you. Look at what you did to her! There was nothing I could say until we found you!" "I'm sorry," Aimeric whispers, looking at Loyse, "I'm-" "Look at me," Guion roars.

this conversation was inspired by a very miserable encounter with my boss lmfao. fuck that guy and fuck guion

The regent, blue eyes sparkling - and Aimeric has never thought eyes could look just like a summer sky until now - says to Guion but really to Aimeric, "I was thinking I could take little Aimeric riding tomorrow. Just the two of us." Loyse says, before Guion can speak, voice trembling with relief, "I think that's a wonderful idea, your Highness."

~dramatic irony~ lmfaoooooooooo. WE know of course that this is a bad thing, but it's always fun to have characters make bad choices that they have no idea are bad. i also did this briefly in "Like Me" with auguste's ex wife taking nicaise to church because she was so overwhelmed at home and he offered to help. of course, the regent is always happy to help out. evil evil evil

"-was worried it might be difficult for him." A soft, lilting laugh. The guards had said the regent was in the library, and then there is Guion, right there with him. Aimeric is suddenly angry, not sure why his father is with the regent, who is his and no one else's. The regent responds, "I daresay it's been perfectly easy. It seems you've done most of the work already."

i wanted to highlight the fact that it was aimeric's neglect that lead him to the regent in the first place. hence "youve done most of the work already" - guion by ignoring and neglecting aimeric created the perfect environment for the regent to sweep in and take advantage. like leaving food out btwn 40-140 F is a perfect breeding ground for bacteria LOL. the books touch on that but i wanted to make it explicit

He is so, so ashamed. It's unbearable, the thought of her kind eyes, the way she cried for him, the way he pushed her away. Before he'd left to join the prince's guard, she had taken his hand, kissed it, and said in a voice fragile as glass, "It's been such a long time since I've seen you smile like that," but in that moment he could think only of the regent's letter warm in his pocket.

6. honestly i know ive sounded super conceited this whole time but i kind of tear up whenever i read through the end of the fic lmfao. aimeric is just so fucking depressing as a character and i love that i really got to explore that in this fic. he really didnt have anyone, did he????? he's like a tragic greek character where you just watch him stumbling towards his inevitable end and it hurts the whole time. its even worse on the reread ANYWAYYYYYYY thats it. thanks so much for the ask anon!!!!!!! feel free to send me more!!!

[lilchibi-chan]

Request: can u write a scenario of the reactions of hawks, kirishima, and tamaki reacting to their female (with fem prounouns) s/o getting braces? My family couldn't afford them when I was younger so I had to wait 😅 thank u, take care!

Of course! I was told I needed braces when I was younger, but as I got older my dentist said they weren’t a necessity. Also, thanks for adding what pronouns you want me to use 🥺

Hawks

You have an appointment with your orthodontist to get your braces put in. You’re really nervous because of the pain afterwards and the fact that you haven’t told Hawks that you needed to get braces.

You told him you would be back home for a couple of days because you missed your parents. You hoped you were believable and he accepted that you would be away. He told you that he would keep an eye on your apartment for you if you wanted, but you told him there was no need to because a neighbor was doing that for you

You spent the next few days nursing your mouth since it hurt really bad. You tried to avoid contacting Hawks on the phone. You didn’t want him to see you this way. Especially, not with braces. How would he react? You were low key embarrassed about being an adult with braces, but you also need them, so your kinda forced to accept them. Especially since they’re so expensive.

You hear a knock at your door and wonder who it is. You go to open it and see Hawks standing there with a wide smile.

“Hey there, kid,” he says still smiling

“Uh h-hey Keigo,” you say nervously

“Ya know kid, I would really appreciate if you didn’t lie to me about where you’ve been,” he says, still smiling which is kinda starting to freak you out

“H-How did you know that?” 

“You share your location with me, love bird,”he says holding up his phone,”I went to see if you made it to your parents your parents house and your phone said you were still here.”

He steps into your apartment and takes his shoes off.

“Now baby bird, tell me why you wanted to hide from me,” he says leaning down to your level

“becauseigotbraces,” you whisper inaudibly

“What was that,” he asks cause he didn’t catch what you said

“Because I got braces,” you whisper a bit louder

“Baby bird, you have to speak up,” he says in a soft tone, so that he doesn’t make your confidence lower

“BECAUSE I GOT BRACES” you say in a loud voice, then hide your face in your hands

He smiles softly, then moves your hands from your face.

“Well, let me see”

You smile even though it hurts.

“Yup, I was right,” he says causing you to be confused

“About what,” you ask

“You and your smile are still as beautiful as ever,” he says smiling (like in the gif)

You’re taken aback by what he says and it causes you to be a little flustered, but you can’t help but smile back at him.

“Thanks Keigo,” you say softly smiling at him

“No problem baby bird, but I mean it. I still think you’re the most beautiful baby bird in the whole world and braces don’t change that because you’re still the same girl I fell in love with.” 

He spends the rest of the day with you until he has to go on patrol and he helps you nurse your mouth while you both cuddle together on the couch watching tv.

Kirishima

It’s the day of your appointment to get your braces put in and you’re really nervous about it, but excited at the same teeth. You were a lil insecure about your teeth and you were ready to start your journey to straight teeth, especially since it wasn’t an option when you were younger.

Kirishima wasn’t able to make it to your appointment, but he made sure to make it up to you.

He made his way over to your house with Kaminari and he knew your gate code and where you kept your spare key since you told him and got to work.

He bought a whole bunch of groceries that included potatoes, broth to make soup and ice cream. Although you probably wouldn’t be ready to eat harder foods, he still brought your favorite sweets and other snacks. He also made a fort in your living room, complete with fairy lights and a bunch of pillows.

“Wow Kirishima, I’m kinda impressed. She’s a lucky girl,” Kaminari says

“Well, she’s precious to me and I know she might be in pain, so I just wanna brighten her day as best as I can, ‘specially since I wasn’t able to go with her to the appointment,” he says looking down at the floor

“That’s pretty manly, Kiri,” says Kaminari

“You really think so,” he asks smiling

“Yeah, to be so open about your feelings about her is super manly, bro,” he says smiling with a thumbs up

“Thanks for helping, Kaminari.”

“No problem, I’ll leave you to it then. Don’t wanan ruin the mood by being here when she gets home,” he says while walking away

Kirishima walks behind him locking the door and sits on the couch to wait for you to come home.

He ends up falling asleep without realizing and then he hears your key in the door. He stands up and brushes his clothes so that they are less wrinkled.

You enter the living room and he yells

“SURPRISE PEBBLE!!”

Causing you to jump

“Kiri?! What’s all this,” you say in absolute shock and slightly in pain because you opened your mouth really wide

“Well, since I wasn’t able to make it to go with you, I wanted to do something special. I knew you would be in pain so I bought some potatoes you could mash, I also got instant potatoes in case you didn’t wanna make them from scratch and broth to make soup and when your mouth is feeling better, I bought some of your favorite snacks. I also made a fort and we can watch whatever you want. I just wanted to make sure you had a good day, despite being in a little pain,” he says with his bright smile.

“Kiri, this is amazing. I can’t believe you did all this just for me,” you say still in shock, but appreciative.

“I would do anything for you pebble. I even try to steal the stars if you asked me to.”

You laugh

“It okay, Kiri. I don’t want that. I just want you.”

“Well, I like the sound of that. C’mon beautiful, can’t let this amazing fort go to waste now.”

You join him in the fort and you both end up falling asleep.

Tamaki

You and Tamaki headed to your appointment together since you were really nervous.

He’s always anxious, but told you he would try and be brave for you, so that you don’t have to worry about getting your braces put in.

You were really nervous about how you would look after and how much your face might change due to the braces. How different you might look. If Tamaki would still think you’re pretty or whatever.

He waited in the lobby while you went back with the orthodontist. You told him that you would be okay and it would only be a few hours, so he could calm down. You texted Mirio, so that he could keep Tamaki company and he wouldn’t feel as anxious.

Once your orthodontist is finished with your braces, you reunite with Tamaki in the lobby.

“Thanks a lot for coming, Mirio.”

“It’s no problem at all Y/N”

“B-Bunny a-are you a-alright?”

“Yeah, just a little uncomfortable,” you say smiling at him

All three of you exit the office and you thank Mirio again for coming to keep Tamaki company.

“It’s cool. Now I’ll let you two love birds get to it,” he says turning to walk away

You and Tamaki strat walking the other way, next to each other.

“B-Bunny, you’re really brave.”

You look at him confused for a moment and then you smile.

“Thanks Tamaki. I really had nothing to be nervous about, but I’m happy I brought you along.”

He starts blushing really hard and tries to hide his face from you.

“W-would you l-like t-to g-go somewhere, Bunny?”

“Sure,” you say smiling,“where do you wanna go?”

“W-well there’s this w-winter m-market. It l-looks r-really fun and I-I thought m-maybe y-you’d wanna g-go,” he says still looking away

“I would love to, Tamaki. Can’t really eat anything hard right now though,” you say a little sad

“I s-saw a stand that h-had soft serve ice cream. M-maybe we can get that. T-they have a g-gingerbread f-lavor that’s supposed to be g-good.”

“That sounds amazing,” you say excitedly, eyes glimmering causing Tamaki to look at you

“S-so it’s okay, Bunny?”

“Yeah! Let’s go right now,” you say smiling

He stares at you for a moment and opens his mouth to say something, but he smiles softly instead.

You make it to the winter market and there’s fairy lights along the rows of booths and the smell of delicious food hangs in the air.

“It’s beautiful,” you say, your eyes shining from the lights

“Not as beautiful as you,” Tamaki says lowly

You look at him and you’re surprised. Not because he complemented you, but because he said it without a hint of nervousness in his voice. You could tell he really meant it.

“T-Tamaki,” you say nervously

“Y-yes, Bunny”

“Do-Do you still find me pretty?”

This catches him off guard and he can’t believe you would ask him that.

“I-I think y-you’re t-the m-most b-beautiful g-girl in the w-world. W-when y-you smile, I-I g-get r-really n-nervous. I-I’m a-always n-nervous, b-but with y-you, i-it’s d-different. I-it’s like y-you’re the sun, a big, b-bright beautiful star a-and I revolve around you l-like a planet. Bunny, y-you’re the m-most b-beautiful girl. Inside a-and out.”

“Tamaki,” you say with tears brimming your eyes. He starts to freak out a little bit.

“I-I’m s-sorry. W-was w-what i s-sai-”

“Tamaki, what you said was perfect.”

“Can-can I k-kiss you Bunny?”

“Of course.”

He kisses you slowly and then grabs your hand so you can enjoy the rest of the market together.

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I’m super sorry this is so freaking late, but I hope you enjoyed it. I hope you request again soon 💖

[icecoffeesimpwriting]

OMGOKAY! so with the teen (high school) sam he brings a girl over for christmas cause she said he could come over to spend it with her family but he says he doesn't want to leave his brother alone so she spends it with them and dean being the older "bad boy" in school catches them having their lil mini make out session when he comes home late and then they all have a christmas dinner together 🥺🤚

Bro I had to whip this out for the Holidays 😤

(Also I typed this on my phone so if it looks different apologies!)

Young! Sam Winchester x Young! Reader

(Btw readers parents are Hunters too! Also I kinda ignored Sam and Deans actual age gap I know they’re 4 years apart but just work with me here)

~When you had asked Sam if he wanted to come over for the holidays you could tell he wanted to but something was holding him back,

“I would love to but, I don’t want to leave my big brother Dean alone, our Dad is out on a hunting trip and we normally spend it together”

“Okay! How about we spend it together with him then! We can see my parents for a little bit then go see Dean?”

“Yeah, I would like that Y/n”

~As you and Sam made yours way back to your house hand and hand you just talked and shared stories together about being kids of a hunter

~As you entered your house you had called out to your parents only to see a note and envelope on the table with your name on it,

“Y/n, we’re so sorry but a hunt came up and we had to take it we promise to make it up to you when we get back, here’s some money to go buy food and drink for you and Sam

With love,

Your parents”

~After reading the note you and Sam looked at each other with and as if you two were thinking the same thing at the same time,

“So you wanna come to our apartment?”

“You read my mind Sam Winchester but first let’s go grab snacks”

~You grabbed some things from your house like movies and comfy clothes and made your way to the small gas station on the corner you two went in and grabbed snacks and drinks like any 17 year old would. Sam made sure to grab some of Deans favorites as well

~You two entered the small apartment with your bags of snacks and both got changed into comfy clothes and Sam put on a movie

~You two sat and cuddled with Sam’s around you and your head resting on his chest with your snacks around you

“Where’s Dean?”

“No clue probably out with some girl or something I thought he would be here since it’s Christmas I guess some girl is more important then his brother”

“Hey Sam don’t be like that I bet he’ll come home soon maybe he’s just out doing something for your dad!”

“Highly doubt it but thanks Y/n”

~3 hours later~

~You and Sam were still doing the same thing but now the snacks were nearly gone and still no Dean

~Sam had been moving his hand up and down your hip and you were more nuzzled into him

“Hey Y/n?”

“Yeah Sam?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Of course Sam Winchester please kiss me”

~His lips pressed against yours as you both sat up his arms wrapping around you as your hands went into his short hair the kiss was soft and sweet as you two pulled away you looked at each other and dove back in for another kiss and soon you were in his lap your lips moving with each other

~You two were so caught in the moment that neither of you heard the door open

“Well ill be damned Sammy here I am thinking you would be all alone on Christmas but it seems like you got yourself a nice present”

~You both jumped apart at the sound of Deans voice your eyes laid on Dean Winchester the older of the brothers he had a smirk on his lips.

“Dean! What the hell?”

“Oh come on Sammy I’m just joking around anyway Merry Christmas you two what we doing?”

“Well my parent went on a hunt so now you two are stuck with me but we bought snacks and movies!”

“Y/n if Sam doesn’t marry you I will sounds like plan so who wants pizza?”

~And that is how you and the two Winchesters spent Christmas together binging on snacks and pizza while laughing at the cheesy movies it might not have been someone else’s ideal Christmas but to the three of you it was a pretty damn good one for the three of you

There you go Dear! I hope you enjoy it and happy holidays!!

[90sbokuto]

— “ how the boys deal w / jealousy ”  

including: ushijima, iwaizumi and tsukki

genre: angst

tags: angst and violence 

warning: slight violence and language 

— ushijima wakatoshi

-    not very confrontational , since his presence intimidates many anyway 

-    you came to one of his games and after it was over , you went to the vending machine to get snacks 

-    he’d be coming that way for the locker room anyway , so not only could you see your favorite ace but share a lil snack together 🥺

-    some guy comes up to you and begins to ask if he can have your number ..

-    you say no and ignore him and then he tries to put his arm around you 

-    “ well it doesn’t seem like you have a boyfriend or anything , so why not sweetheart.. “

-    ushi sees this AND sees you trying to get away from the dude

-    he literally walked out the gym to see you trying to get away from a guy that has his arm around you

-    but this mans blood is boiling now .. he do be mad tho 😗

-    extra points if they lost the game before ... it would NOT end great

-    “ is there an issue here ? “ ushi asks

-     the guy stops for a moment and you get away from the guys grasp

-     “ no .. who are you anyway ?” the guy spits out , thinking he’ll go toe to toe with him 

-      the ANGER in ushijima’s eyes literally became more intense , it even scared you a little bit

-     “ i’m her boyfriend .. so who are you ?” 

-      the guys face flushes as the mood changed , and he begins to stutter before profusely apologizing and leaving the two of you alone

-      “ thanks baby ”

-       “ you’re welcome.. are you okay ”

-       you nod and open the bag of chips you got to share 

— iwaizumi hajime

-    the two of you went to a carnival together !

-    ferris wheel , cotton candy , all that fun stuff :)

-    after a while though , you guys got hungry and iwaizumi offered to get food

-    while he was going to get food , you found a little table to sit at and a guy came up to you as you were on twitter

-    “ so what’s a pretty girl like you doing , sitting here alone ? ”

-    “ oh uh , i’m just waiting for my boyfriend to come back with some food .. ” you said , not even looking up at this guy 

-     and then he sat next to you and you scooted away awkwardly

-     “ well let’s see if you’re boyfriend is actually around then , princess ” the guy said snarkily

-      little did this guy know , heard this incident unfold as he was walking toward the table

-      “ how many times does she have to say she’s not interested ?” 

-      the guy turned around and jolted a bit

-      there iwaizumi was with two plates of food

-      “ and i’m the boyfriend , only i call her princess .. ”

-      “ my bad bro , ” the guy began as iwa put the food down on the table

-      “ you’re just lucky you get to hit that ..” he finished , putting his hand on iwa’s shoulder before walking away

-       you had never seen a sucker punch so SWIFT

-       AND THIS MANS ARMS WHEWWWW

-       long story short , they brawled before you were able to break it up but thank god a lot of people weren’t around that area

-        iwa did have to walk around with hello kitty bandaids on his knuckles though lmfaooo , but best believe he wasn’t going to let someone degrade you like that 

— tsukkishima kei 

-    look , he’s already semi-annoyed 24/7 so can you imagine .. if he’s gotta deal with someone trying to bother his s/o

-     ESPECIALLY ON A DATE 

-     so on your two year anniversary , he took you to a restaurant

-     and at first he thought the waiter was just being friendly to the both of you

-     until he called you "beautiful” and then tsukki and you started laughing super uncomfortably

-     you were VISIBLY uneasy and tsukki picked up on this super fast

-     you know that simpsons meme that’s like “i’m in danger” ; yeah that was how the waiter should’ve felt when his demeanor changed

-      the waiter still didn’t take the HINT

-      “ so what can we get you tonight sir? ” he asked tsukki

-      tsukki reluctantly placed his order and then the waiter asked you what you would like 

-     “ and what about you , my lady ”

-     feral tsukki???

-     this literally made him want to flip the table and burn this man to an absolute crisp

-     but it’s tsukki , and his remark was cold , blunt and got through to the guy

-     he chuckled a little before , 

-     “ i mean it IS kinda funny , cause she’s on a date with her boyfriend of two years , but go ahead sweetie , what do you want for dinner ” 

-     he smirked and his voiced had gone deeper dear god 

-     the waiter (thankfully) took the hint 

-     but you were NOT about to stop clowning him for intimidating the poor guy when you got home

[janetbrown711]

❝ the world is less scary when i am with you. ❞ Louie

Louie was practically pacing up and down the hallway inside the building that was next to the wedding venue. Louie and Webby had decided to do an outdoor wedding nearby (but not on) a beach, and the sky was just the perfect amount of cloudy that you didn’t have to squint to see anything, which would most definitely helpful so the guests could see Webby in her white dress. There was a light breeze that sent the smell of the sea into the air and everything felt utterly perfect. Hell, even Glomgold and Goldie had been civil during everything, even mingling with others (though there was a noticeable distance between Goldie and Scrooge, despite the fact that they constantly made eye contact before quickly breaking it up). 

However, none of that seemed to matter as Louie was still feeling like something was going to go terribly wrong. He pulled on his tie like it was his favorite hoodie’s strings, despite his eldest brother’s heeding to do otherwise. Huey and Dewey were trying to talk him down, but Louie wasn’t really saying anything, his mind holding his tongue hostage. 

His mind had been stirring since the previous night. The moment Webby left to go to bed in their suite and left him to go bunk with his brothers for the night, he thought about how he had actually invited someone who once tied her up and left her in a closet when they were 10 behind her back and she still wanted to marry him. He then began to spiral out of control, though he forced himself to take a sedative and fell asleep before too late. 

However, those thoughts returned as he awoke, and thus, the duck brothers found themselves in the situation that they are now in. 

“Louie, you need to stop pacing and take some breaths, everything’s gonna be fine,” Huey sighed and got up from sitting on the stairs. “Just relax.”

“Easy for you to say, you’re wearing a perfectly fine tie. My tie is disgusting,” Louie scowled, holding up his tie. 

“It was perfect five minutes ago, what’s wrong with it now?” Dewey raised an eyebrow. 

“Well- it’s just- I don’t know- it’s-” Louie sighed. “I don’t know. It just... sucks.”

“That’s not a very helpful statement,” Dewey said, and Huey shot him a look. 

 “It isn’t good enough, okay?! The pattern is weird and boring and lazy and she deserves a better tie!!!” Louie shouted before realizing what he had said and going silent; all of the brothers did. 

“This isn’t about a tie, is it?” Huey asked quietly. 

Louie sighed. 

“We’ve been together for so long and I still don’t feel... worthy...” Louie turned away from his brothers. Huey and Dewey shared a look, both struggling to find just the right words. 

“Louie-” 

“Look, whatever you’re about to say, I know. Trust me, I’ve tried telling myself everything and nothing has changed my mind,” Louie cut Huey off before he could even try. That made the brothers feel even worse and both of them pondered if they should get someone more experienced (Donald) involved. Eventually, Dewey stood and put a hand on Huey’s shoulder, telling him he’d give it a shot and Huey backed down and sat on the stairs again. 

“Maybe you aren’t worthy,” Dewey simply said. Huey looked at Dewey like he was crazy, but Dewey shot him a look that translated to ‘let me do this- I swear I’m going somewhere- I just started. Damn’. Louie exhaled as he slumped his shoulders and looked down at his green tie. 

“But that doesn’t change the fact that Webby loves you, man. She chose you for a reason, bro. You may not feel worthy, or may not even be worthy, but she loves you and nothing is going to change that,” Dewey said. Louie paused a second to digest what he had said. 

“B-but...” Louie tried.

“There’s no way around it Louie. She loves you, and she loves you a lot. Plus, if you break her heart, I know there’s at least one very powerful witch who would kick your ass,” Dewey joked to lighten his spirits, which worked a little as Louie managed a chuckle. 

“Yeah... you might have a point,” Louie rubbed the back of his neck. 

“I do have a point,” Dewey punched his arm. That made Louie laughed. 

“Alright, alright, you have a point,” He admitted. “I love Webby, and she loves me, whether I’m worthy or not, and the last thing I’d ever want to do is hurt her.” The brothers nodded. 

“You feeling ready to get married now?” Huey asked, standing once again. Louie nodded. 

“Good, because it’s time.”

.o0o. 

The first people to go down the aisle were the groomsmen, best men, and the bridesmaids, who paired down as they went down the aisle (Violet with Huey, Lena with Dewey, and Amber with Boyd. Then came Louie, then Scrooge, who was officiating, then shadow demon formed Duckworth was the flower girl, and lil’ bulb was the ring bearer. Finally, everyone stood and watched as Beakley who was handing off Webby. 

When Louie saw Webby, all of his previous worries vanished into thin air. She looked absolutely heavenly. There simply weren’t any words outside of that to describe her. 

When she finally stood across from him at the aisle, he was smiling like a dork and managed a simple “Hi” to which Webby blushed and said the same. 

Scrooge then began to do the usual speech with “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today blah blah blah,” but Louie and Webby were too distracted by each other to pay too much attention, even when Scrooge included a little joke about Louie’s laziness and Webby’s rambunctious attitude. However, they were forced to pay attention when it was time to say their vows. 

Louie went first. He took in a deep breath, unfolding a piece of paper that had been poorly folded in his pocket and rewritten several times, and began. 

“Webby, Webby, Webby... where to begin? I could start with how the first day we met I tried to teach you how to lie and failed, or how you tried to instruct me on how to properly die in the pyramid of Toth-Ra, or any of our other countless tales, but you and I already remember those and while I can weave quite the tale, I’d rather not waste anyone’s time.” That line got a small chuckle from the guests. 

“Webby, you are everything I’m not and then some; you’re inquisitive, excitable, a knowledge seeker, a hard worker, you’re far more determined than I’ll ever be, and you are very, very selfless and kind. Simply put: the world is a lot less scary when I'm with you. I love your humor, your optimism, how you don’t care what others think of you not even for a second, and in many ways, I aspire to be you. Nobody is perfect, not by a longshot, but I think I can safely say without a doubt that I am marrying the most perfect woman for me.”

 “I promise to love and cherish you for the rest of my days, and to be a better person, which I know is possible because simply being around you makes me want to be that. I love you, Webby, and I’ll do anything for you.” 

With that, Louie was pretty sure he could hear Donald already trying to stifle tears of his own, and failing quite a bit. Webby looked as though she might cry, but she held it back (probably because her makeup was hella expensive). 

Webby took in a deep breath, and it was her turn. 

“Louie, I am the luckiest girl in the whole world today, and I know it’s terribly cliche, but it’s true. I’m lucky to have met you, I’m lucky to have dated you, and I’m lucky to be marrying you,” Webby sniffled, proving Louie’s theory. 

“I feel incredibly grateful to have met you. You’ve taught me so many things over the years. Were most of them related to lying and scheming? Yes, absolutely, but each and every one of those lessons helped me become who I am today. You’ve lifted me up more than I could ever know and you helped me learn what it was like to just be a kid who did kid things.”

“Louie, you are far greater than you will ever know. You are kind, you are emotional, you are empathetic, you’re hilarious, and I simply cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I promise to love you and to care for you for the rest of our lives. I love you, Louie, to the moon and back. I really, really do,” She looked up from her paper and saw Louie was crying almost more than Donald. his heart swelled with emotion and he wanted nothing more than to kiss her, but they had to go through with the rest of the ceremony before that. 

Finally, they exchanged rings, and said their “I do’s” and Louie was finally allowed to kiss the bride (though it was Webby who grabbed him and dipped him into one of those cheesy kisses you see in movies). Everyone cheered and threw confetti as Louie and Webby held each other’s hands and ran down the aisle, smiles as wide as the day is long. 

Finally, when they went inside the building again the couple kissed again. 

“That was really sappy Webs,” Louie said with a smile after he wiped his face.

“Sue me, I love you,” Webby shrugged and kissed him again. 

“We have to sign-”

“Shut up, it’s our wedding. What’re they gonna do? The reception is scheduled for later,” Webby smirked. 

“I love you so much Webs,” Louie said, kissing her again. 

“I know. And I love you too, Lou.”

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[kustas]

GING AND PARIS!

FUCK YEAH ok so big disclaimer my first exposure to hxh was wtaching 2011 on netflix with my roomies. i’ve now watched 99 and read the entire manga several times and now have come to think 2011 kind of massively sucks and this ties in to how i first saw those two as characters

Ging

First impression: 

Impression now: he’s my fav character of the entire series! It’s hard to express why I like him so much. I think he’s a very well written complex character and he’s super fun to see act. He embodies a lot of tropes I like in fav characters (lone wanderer, friendly, weird/flawed mentor, dad-ish) and it took me a lot of reads to latch onto him and like him. Weirdly enough there’s a lot of coincidences between stuff he does and stuff I did irl (archeology and video game creation mostly! i studied both) but I don’t feel like it factors in why I like him at all, though it fuels a lot of the thoughts I have about him and the content I make about him... I have SO much niche-ish technical knowledge I can use to make fun of him and by god I abuse that power

Favorite moment: I think about this pannel so much I wrote a post about it. Point and laugh

Idea for a story: Gon forces him into visiting home for his [milestone age] bday or something and Mito kicks his ass on sight

Unpopular opinion: Me liking him counts as an unpopular opinion (sad clown honks) but uhhh I don’t think he’s a bad person. He’s definitly kind of a cunt but I don’t think he means evil at all. I don’t like when people rag on how he looks I really love his design. Not an opinion more of a design thing but I draw him very short and on the stocky end which a lot of people do not. His arms aren’t skinny you are just all weak minded

Favorite relationship: What he has with Gon. Obviously very flawed but I do honestly believe he likes the lil guy and that they get along and it’s one of the rare cases of relationships he has with other characters that feels somewhat balanced (though only after Gon meets him face to face. Before that it was weird). I hope they spend more time together in the future so Gon feels less bad about it all...while I don’t think he can become a good father figure at this point he could be a funcle of sorts... I also think his bro moments with the GI devs are sweet that’s his gang. His buddies. His bros

Favorite headcanon: I haven’t seen much headcanons about him so it’s hard to say! I’ve seen some ppl hc him as a trans man and that’d make a lot of sense in my eyes. While I don’t explicitly draw him like that it did influence my design for him :’)))

Paris

First impression: I don’t remember. I think bewilderment. Me and my bestie loosing our mind bc he reminded us of this asshole in our school. To this day we still call him “Martin” after that guy instead of using his real name

Impression now: He tortures me. I hate him so much and each time I think this I remember that’s what he wants and it makes me even madder. If I existed in the hxh universe he’d play me like a goddamn fiddle I think I’m afraid of him. My grandma would think he looks cute and that haunts me too

Favorite moment: Honestly every second he’s on screen is iconic but I’m nominating that Cheadle western stare and every homoerotic hatred moment shared with Ging

Idea for a story: The nen of his chimera ant children is so strong it opens a portal through space time and the universe and makes me teleport to hxh to personally fight him bare handed

Unpopular opinion: he looks like young Claude François in my head

Favorite relationship: Do I even need to say it. 

Favorite headcanon: That crack theory where he doesn’t have nen at all its so fucking funny what if he was just there. What if

[justsmilestuffhappens]

12 Christmas sweater

Sweater snuggles

The Christmas party Maddie and chimney were throwing was in two days.

"Dude why did your sister make it sweater required?" Eddie asked over the phone as buck was shopping.

Buck got off shift first so he'd volunteered to get them both one. But every store was sold out, way overpriced, or didn't have their size.

"I don't know. Maddie wanted it to be a contest. I'm thinking of sitting this one out." Buck said seeing two matching sweaters that would fit them both. "Holy shit I think I got some." Eddie heard him as he took it to the register.

His hopes were dashed as he heard the clerk.

"Sorry sir. They don't have tags. And I think there was a recall for these being flammable. I couldn't sell them even if I wanted to." She said as buck groaned before Eddie heard the ding of buck exiting the store.

"Bad news Eddie."

"I heard buck. Don't worry, it's not your fault."

"I'm going to Maddie's. Either we go without or were not going." Buck hung up as Eddie heard the siren.

Buck marched up to Maddie's doorstep but froze after knocking once.

Maddie opened her flap to peek and saw him.

"Oh. Hi little brother. You're still coming, right?" She said cheerfully.

"About that mads. I think me and Eddie might not come. We're having trouble finding sweaters." Buck couldn't look her in the eye.

"Okay. Gimme a second." With that she went back to what Buck guessed was her room leaving him standing at the locked door.

She came back with a cheeky smile.

"Here ya go. See you again in two days." She opened the door put it in his hands then closed it again all in seconds.

Buck looked at the sweater in his hands. Didn't they need two? What was Eddie gonna wear?

He opened it as he walked and was greeted with the horrible monstrosity of the get along sweater Hen and Mads had bet Chim and Buck couldn't go all of one day wearing.

Did Maddie really mean for them to wear this?

He laughed while driving right over to Eddie's.

"Is that what I think it is?" Eddie asked while buck handed it over.

"Yeah. I guess she was serious because she gave it to me then said see ya before closing the door."

"But it's not a Christmas sweater."

"We could make it one. You can sew."

"No. I've stitched people up before I don't sew. " Eddie clarified.

"Come on it's gotta be easier. It's less resistant than skin and it's not yelling without numbing Eddie." Buck said earning a look. "Hey, I'll help too."

"You can sew?"

"No. But I know my way around hot glue and iron ons from high school." Buck said looking at the blank canvas before them.

"Why do I let you talk me into this kind of stuff?"

"Because it's a little fun and you like having me around. Admit it Eddie." Buck said.

"Well it can't be any worse then when you and chimney kept tripping in it." Eddie got some scissors, old shirts, and a sewing kit.

"Alright. I'll come over tomorrow to add some too. Tell Christopher I missed him but he's still my favorite Diaz." Buck said while walking to the door.

"You're lucky me and abuela love him too." Eddie said before the door shut.

With that Eddie got to work. He started with a white square over the get along wording then added red candy canes and yellow stars.

The day of the party Buck came to meet him in front of Maddie's while waiting to enter together while wearing it.

Buck had glued ribbons and bows on as well as cardboard gingerbread men.

The black color of the sweater let all the bright colors shine. Especially the white snowmen and snowflakes.

"This doesn't look too bad for being made by us at home." Buck said while they maneuvered into it.

"If we don't win were stealing the eggnog and any cookies then leaving."

"I'm here for that." Buck laughed while they knocked.

"Oh my God. You actually came." Maddie said looking at them.

"You thought we wouldn't? Doubting your lil bro mads?"

"I meant wearing it. Thanks guys. Did Christopher get to see it?"

"No." Both of them said.

"Well he will eventually with Chimney taking pictures of everyone's sweaters." Maddie said while closing the door.

Karen said hello as hen and chimney were talking about something.

"Wow! You two really deserve points for wearing that together. It's too cute. I feel bad for just buying ours now."

"Don't be you saved your fingers." "Don't be you saved your time." They said together.

Bobby and Athena were enjoying a quiet evening together so they hadn't come. Yet another reason chim was recording.

"Okay since everyone is here now me and chimney will be judging impartially."

"That's not fair. Eddie and buck are wearing the same sweater so they'll share votes." Hen said eying them.

"Hen they deserve to win. You and I both bought ours." Karen said.

"Great now buck's head won't fit getting out of that sweater." Hen joked while Eddie laughed earning a gentle elbow resulting in an ow.

"I'll take this victory. And dedicate it to Karen who supported our hard work. We put blood, sweat, and tears into this." Buck said as Eddie asked what they won.

"That my friend is this." Chimney said bringing out a pie.

"Is that one of the pies people were lining up down the block for?" Karen asked.

"Yep."

"What are you waiting for let's eat this. The lasagna can wait." Eddie said as they moved to the kitchen.

Buck and Eddie had to share a plate as they were both one handed at the moment.

Hen laughed while taking pictures of the two feeding each other. Thankfully mads gave them spoons.

The pie was a sweet strawberry flavor. Even buck would admit it was kick ass.

After some wine, beer, and lasagna they all took turns singing karaoke.

By the end of the night they all had pictures of buck snuggled up to Eddie while still wearing the modified get along sweater together.

Maddie threw a blanket over them as hen and Karen got an uber.

"That get along sweater was overkill." Chimney said cleaning both the tables.

"Yeah. But it was a good idea. Hopefully it'll open their eyes." Maddie said shaking her head at their huddled forms.

"If this doesn't I don't know what will" chimney said kissing Maddie before they went to her room.

"Oh god. I hope they don't have sex on my couch." Maddie said sitting upright.

"It was your idea remember. Don't worry you can get another one if they break it. Or stain it. Or-"

"Chim stop."

"Okay. Okay. Good night."

They woke in the morning to twin gasps before the coffee table was knocked over.

"Sorry mads!"

She couldn't even be mad at the sight of them tangled in the sweater and blanket.

"You two okay?" Chimney asked sleepily with only one eye fully open.

"We're fine." They both replied each blushing hard.

"Talk over coffee you two. Please! Buck tell us when it's ready or you're done. We're laying back down." Maddie said pulling chim back with her.

[r3b3lgrrrrrrrl]

A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 88) "Bad Kids"

@creatureofthen1ght-v3

@lovemythsworld

@crystalbaby12

"FUCK!! What day is it?" Luna asks as she lifts her face after railing another line of 30's.

"Thursday..?" Colson answers her, confused.

"Time?" She asks to his 542P. "Motherfucker..." Luna mutters.

Colson asks What's Up as she lights a joint. Luna missed her therapy session scheduled at 5P, she explains with a sigh.

Taking a moment to call Kylie. Luna assures her, she simply forgot and isn't MIA. She watches Colson snort a long line of Adderall while she's on the phone, puffing on the joint.

Once she's ended the call, she passes it to him as they get dressed. Both in all black. Colson in a black T, black jeans and his Vans. Luna in an oversized, long sleeve black T. Large enough to wear as a dress. Under, she has on sheer black stockings and tight, black spandex shorts. Her Docs, jewelry and a purple lip finishing off her look.

"You're gonna skate in that?" Colson questions her attire.

"Watch me." She replies with a smirk.

"Oh, I fucking will." He grins.

Throwing her school bag of goodies on his back. Colson grabs Luna's ass and their jackets as they head out of their suite.

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The bar at The Ambassador is empty.

Until The Ten of Them pile inside. Loud and rowdy as usual. Taking up the entire wooden row of the bar.

They order drinks as they wait for their table at the Reserve Lounge inside the hotel. An Old Fashioned for Luna and a Heineken for Colson.

Grinning, he whispers into her ear. "You still taste better."

Luna shakes her head with a light laugh. Cheeks turning pink.

"I WANT a ribeye with fried onions and mushrooms. And a fucking baked potato. I don't give a FUCK about anything else." Sam states.

She's sitting to Luna's left, while Colson's on her right. Baze, who's next to Sam, leans up on the bar to look down at Luna.

"Bro. I think your girl's my twin." He laughs. Looking at Sam, then at Luna, finally back at Sam. "We gonna fuck up some beef TONIGHT!! He laughs again as he lifts his drink to Sam's agreement.

"Who we fucking up?" Slim hollers from the other end of the bar.

"BEEF!!!" Sam and Baze shout in unison.

Erupting them both into laughter along with Colson and Luna.

Luna gives her friend a Lil Look. Sam can get along with everyone. Same as she can hold her own against anyone. Being taken advantage by no one. Sam's never been about that Relationship Life. Knowing her friend too well, Luna can read her better then her favorite book. There's a LoveBuzz happening at the bar. Luna reading the signs before Sam can even write them herself.

Luna glances over at Colson. He catches the glimmer in her eye. They both cheese at the idea of their friends together. With no words said. Just One Look.

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Once sat, they continue to converse loudly. The Ten of Them having no volume control. With more drinks and appetizers ordered, they're even louder. And so out of place.

Their server asking his Front of the House manager to watch them. Unaware of who they are and sure of the likelihood that they're gonna Dine N Dash. Feeling dumb upon his boss's explanation. 

"I don't know how to skate..." Ashleigh complains after they order.

She's one of three. Benny, nor Bullet grind either. AJ being an undercover SkaterBoy to Luna's unknown intrigue.

"There's one of those Rent-A-Bike stations in front." Rook chimes in.

"You want MY ass on a BIKE!??" Benny asks in disbelief.

"Weeble Wobbles Weeble but they don't fall down!" Luna grins at her friend from across their dinner table.

Benny laughs. He adores Luna, he has since that night at the strip club. He fears her too. Being from NYC also, he knows what she's connected to.... And fully aware of what she's capable of on her own.

"Ya gonna catch me Brooklyn, if I weeble too far?" Benny teases.

"Fucken' right, Benz." Luna grins at him, arms open wide.

Somehow, he knows that although he's the bodyguard and Luna's tiny as fuck. THAT Brooklyn Bitch would have him should ANYTHING erupt. It's who she is.

"We riden!!!" Benny shouts to Bullet's complete bemusement.

Bullet doesn't know Luna. He thinks he likes her but he's not sure, not having any experience to trust her. Irritated with Benny, he eats his steak and sips his wine.

The Other Nine of Them are as happy as fat clams. Engaged, boisterous and fully enjoying each other. Filling their bellies with food before The Magic.

Bullet doesn't know yet.... But he will.

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After a paid for dinner and proper tip, they head to The Bus.

Climbing on, all of them bursting with delicious goodness. Passing eight joints between The Ten of Them, they settle their bellies easily. All full. All sighing.

Sam pops up first. That Bitch wants them slushies.

Scooping the WHOLE jar, all Ten of Them wind up with full solo cups of Magic. Like fucking water ice. Sam handing out a plastic spoon with each of their solo cup treats.

"I shouldn't eat this...." Bullet confides in Benny.

"You won't survive this night if you don't." Benny reassures him as he takes a bite of sweet, delicious Magic Slushies.

Poor Bullet. He thinks he knows... But he has no idea.

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Splitting from The Bus, they head over to the Light District on boards and bikes. Obliging Ashleigh's one request.

"It's FUCKING closed!!???!!!" She shouts in frustration.

Kansas City's Light District closes at 5P. What THE fuck kinda shit is that?? Seriously... Why?

Ashleigh's really upset. All agreeing with her that It's Bullshit.

Luna asking her if she'd like Her to Burn it Down.

Ashleigh answers with a laughing and adoring NO. The Magic of Wild Mushrooms creeping around her brain. She appreciates Luna's brass love for her, but Ashleigh isn't violent. Never has been.

"Let's find somewhere else." She coaxes her defender as she climbs back on her rented bike.

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Rolling through Kansas City, they're tripping their BALLS and PUSSIES off. Colors are streaking. Bodies are loose. The school bag packed with water instead of alcohol. Luna handing off bottles to everyone's gratitude.l

Lighting a joint as they roll through Kansas City. Luna passes it to Sam. Colson has his own lit. Passing it to Slim.

Firing another, Luna slows her pace. Riding beside Bullet, she grins. Hitting it multiple times before she speaks...

"I'm not THAT bad. I promise." A wink and grin following her words as she passes him the joint before pushing off to fly past him.

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"Fuck you ain't...." Bullet thinks as she passes him. Amused by the tiny blonde girl and her wild punch.

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They skate and bike around Kansas City. Watching the lights as they laugh. Passing joints and water amongst themselves as they eat their Magic Slushies.

Sliding up on a corner, Colson stops.

"Where the fuck are we?" He asks confused.

"In the Dark Pits of Hell, where we belong!!" Luna laughs, snapping his picture in the moment.

"He's so fucking beautiful." She thinks, not being able to stop her grandfather from lingering in her soul.

"C'mon Lovey!!" She shouts as they boot, scoot and boogie.

Ashleigh can't hold her shit together. Tripping balls, she doesn't know how to make the bike work anymore.

"Can we sit?" She pleads.

Always one to spot a park, Luna's on it.

"Come on, Buddy." She says, grabbing the back of Ashleigh's seat along with a handle bars.

Pushing Ashleigh along with ALL of Luna's force. There's a park ahead. The Holy Grail of her ENTIRE existence.

"We're almost there, Boo!" Luna's wide smile encourages Ashleigh's tired legs.

Hitting the park, Ashleigh drops her bike like a rock.

"Uggghhhh....." She exhales.

Luna grabs her board and Ashleigh's hand as the others arrive. She's undoubtedly Their Leader.

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After swinging and climbing and running around the playground, they tire like little kids. Finding the perfect spot, Luna slips her bag off Colson's shoulders. Pulling out sheets as she displays them in front of their view.

All Ten of Them admire the glowing sight of Kansas City. Some standing in amazement, others sitting on the sheets in awe.

They're tripping their souls out as they stare into the sky line. Colors crossing and dancing. Bodies tingling as their third eyes see everything.

Laying and talking. The Ten of Them are curled upon the sheets, melting their faces off.

Pulling out her bag of tricks, Luna hands Colson four tennis balls to his delight. Face shining, he hops up to juggle them.

Next, she produces crayons and coloring books. Laying them out, they're grabbed by Ashleigh and Rook.

Slim finds the Nerf football. Sam jumping up for a solid toss.

Baze is stuck on the ground. Luna lighting a joint. Hitting it hard, she hands it to him.

"Fucken' Loons, Maaan..." Is all he can say in accepting pleasure.

AJ is lost in the stars on the sheets also. Magic Slushies winning. Luna handing him his own joint to his delight.

Benny is running around with Sam and Slim. Bullet still as a statue.

"Did you not drink the Kool-Aid...." Luna asks.

She had noticed his solid demeanour. Tall, strong. Relentless.

Arms crossed, he admits he had a scoop or two.

"Only a SCOOP!! BRO!!" Luna looks at him with disappointment. "We're not so crazy that you can't enjoy yourself, Sugar." Luna tries to reassure him. "I can't believe you didn't eat your slush." Luna looks at him, irritated. "What a fucking waste."

"I knooooww." Bullet sheepishly admits.

"Well, lucky YOU, Motherfucker!!" Luna grins.

She always has a secret stash. Pulling out a small container of pure mushrooms, she insists he eats them with her. NOW.

Luna's a rock when it comes to negotiating. Bullet sharing and eating the full half ounce she has stashed.

She grins as they chew. Her bright smile welcoming him into Her World.

There's a LOT going on in their group. Rook and Ashleigh are happily coloring. Slim, Sam, Benny and AJ toss the Nerf ball. Baze is still SO lost in the sky on his back.

Luna grabs Colson, dragging Baze and Bullet with them. It's football time, she calls to Benny.

"Hut!! Hut!!" Luna shouts to their colorful minds.

Their game is a ShitShow. It's hilarious to watch them toss, tumble and roll amongst themselves. None can see correctly and all of them have noodle legs.

Somehow, Luna can throw and avoid getting caught. Easily scoring a 14 to 0.

"Mothafucka, WHAT?... Mothafucka WHO??? Luna laughs.

She's never been a gracious winner. Laughing too hard.

She's caught by a "Fuuuck yooou?!!"

Along with a loving, grinning, full on body hit from Sam. They roll in the grass, wrestling and laughing. Each calling Uncle when they find themselves locked on their sides.

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Laying in the night's sky, life comes into view. Playing Cold War Kids on one of their phones. Music drifts softly.

All Ten sprawled on sheets, they catch the beauty of Kansas City. Laying together in harmony.

Until Colson wants to take Luna away.

"Come're..." He begs

"Hmmmm..." She rolls her head up towards him.

Eyes dancing as she absorbs is face. Their colorful ensemble watching the stars like 4th graders at the Planetarium for the first time.

Colson grabs Luna's hand, pulling her out of the hype.

Yards away with only his phone, Colson holds Luna tight. She's the only one he's ever danced with outside of Casie and weird Middle School stuff. Tripping his face off, he's overwhelmed with feelings for Luna. His beloved.

In the darkness with just them two, Colson holds Luna close and firm. The lyrics to the original Swing Life Away swirl behind them. Causing Colson to hold Luna tighter then ever.

🎶Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words🎶

He sings softly, ducking his head into her ear.

She loves him. So fucking much. More then she could've ever imagined. Those blue eyes that see right into her soul. Those fingers that know every inch of her body. That heart that just fucking gets it.

Their love is fresh in her brain. Breaking her heart as her soul ignites. Believing him as sings to her that they Could Get By Just Fine on Minimum Wage.

Luna can't handle it and starts to cry. The drugs have her overwhelmed. Feelings flying everywhere. Heart dangling on her long sleeve.

"Please don't fucking die." She whimpers into Colson's chest.

He holds her as she gently sobs.

His mind is twisting too. Making him not sure of what to say. Then it pops.

"Cockroach." He states like he's answering the most important question of his life.

This stops Luna. Colson's words sliding inside her body, wrapping themself around her heart.

Feeling her sigh, he scoops her off the ground as if he's going to carry her over a threshold. With her arms draped around him, they stare into each other's trusting eyes. No words need to be said. They're the only two in the world right now. Luna strokes his cheek, as Colson leans in to kiss her.

There's a whole body explosion happening between the two of them once their lips touch. It's part drugs but mostly insatiable love.

Not even caring, in their own world, Colson slowly brings himself and Luna to the ground. Never breaking their kiss. He runs his hands though her hair, making her brain tingle.

Climbing on top of her, he holds himself up as her hands slowly trail his body. Their touch is almost orgasmic as he sucks on her neck and she slides her hands down his pants. Gripping his ass.

His free hand up her shirt dress. Sliding under her bra, playing with her nipple peircing. Pulling at her shorts.

"I need to be inside of you." Colson says in between kissing her neck and face.

"Mhhhmmm." Luna agrees.

He pulls down his pants as Luna slides out of the shorts. She doesn't understand her stockings though. Both too far gone to figure out how to get them off. Taking off her Docs not even an actual thought for either.

Colson reaches back into his pants. Pulling Luna towards him by the crotch of her tights, he stretches them out as he flicks his blade open.

Luna's heart immediately begins to race as he brings the knife towards her pussy. Slitting a hole through her tights, he rips them open. She bites her lip as she watches him.

Both of their bodies throbbing for the other. Mouths salivating as they look upon each other.

The world EXPLODES as Colson slowly slides into Luna. Both moaning out a pleased FUCK.

Colson takes his time. Gliding along Luna's clenched walls. Every inch and touch is overwhelming. If he goes to fast, he's convinced he may die.

Luna can't handle anything. Dying a thousand tiny deaths as she clings to him. Shifting into his rhythm. Kissing his mouth and face. She has to keep her eyes closed. Looking at him is too much. Fearing her heart will explode from his blue eyes.

They could've fucked for 5mins or 5hrs. They have no idea. Luna having multiple mental and physical orgasms before Colson allows himself to let loose.

Laying inside and on top of her, Colson feels at ease. There's no place in the world he'd rather be. This moment being one of his most content in life.

"I love you, Kitten." He breathes out.

"Mmmm... I love you." Luna mummers into his neck with her legs still holding him close.

"ARE YOU TWO FUCKING AGAIN!!??!" Sam shouts across the field.

Colson pulls his face out of Luna's hair to look at her. His face is still too beautiful for her.

"Jesus fucking Christ. She's like the kid sister I never had." Colson's wide eyes say in amazement.

Making Luna laugh, he pops out of her.

"An annoying kid sister." He says with a pout.

Shifting down, Colson lays on Luna's chest. Stroking his hair, they enjoy their bliss for a bit more before they rejoin the others.

"Yeah, we were Fucking. Kid Sister." Colson states as him and Luna climb back into the pile.

Who you talking too?" Ashleigh asks, confused.

"Ol sex police Sam over here." He tells her to the group's laughter.

"You're like fucking rabbits." Sam shoots back.

"That's why she calls me Bunny." Colson states matter of fact, making Luna roll on her side in a fit of giggles. It's funny because it's true.

All of their bodies riding private rollercoasters as their brains link back up. The Ten of Them talk about life, aliens, what they think God may be, if they'd like to live under the sea like Sponge Bob and all kinds of other weird shit. Figuring out the key to life. Love and friendship. Even Bullet enjoying himself.

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Back at the Ambassador no one wants to separate. The Boys drag mattresses from the other rooms to Colson and Luna's suite. It's sleepover time again.

Collecting water for everyone, Luna dutifully passes out Xanax along with vitamins D and B6 to aid in their recovery.

Surrounded by pillows, blankets and love, they watch reruns Rugrats. Burning and laughing as they slowly come down.

Laying with Colson wrapped behind her, Luna feels so at peace. Her eyes are closed as he strokes her hair.

"I'm so fucking in love with you.... I can see it radiating off of us." Colson says with his eyes closed too.

Opening her eyes, Luna jumps off the mattress. Body flying across the room.

"IT'S NOT OUR LOVE!!! THE FUCKING TRASH CAN'S ON FIRE!!!" She shouts.

Grabbing it, she hauls ass into the bathroom. Tossing it into the tub before turning on the water.

Everyone is kinda numb, shocked or can't comprehend what just happened. Bullet taking notice that Luna's quick.

Climbing back into Colson, Luna asks What The Fuck Is Up With Them and Fire. He shakes his head, not knowing. Kissing the back of hers, he holds her firmly as they fall asleep together.

Benny turning to Bullet. Giving him a knowing eye, he warns that Tonight Was Easy.

He'll get it eventually.

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To be continued....

[malecftw]

The one where everyone celebrates - Tom Holland

A/N: So this is a little teaser I wrote for something I’m willing to put a lot of time and effort in, BUT I’m not gonna go through with it if I don’t get feedback from you guys. The 2 definitions are basically the big lines for the plot and I was wondering if you guys would wanna read something like this. I’ve been struggling a lot with really pushing through on writing so I’m not gonna write something no one wants to read. ;) Anywho hmu darlings. xx

Update: this teaser has basically turned into a fluff imagine what is my life.

Requests are open!

Masterlist.

Pre-eclampsia (PE) is a disorder of pregnancy characterized by the onset of high blood pressure. When it arises, the condition begins after 20 weeks of pregnancy. In severe disease, there may be red blood cell breakdown, a low blood platelet count, impaired liver function, kidney dysfunction, swelling, shortness of breath due to fluid in the lungs, or visual disturbances. Pre-eclampsia increases the risk of poor outcomes for both the mother and the baby. If left untreated, it may result in seizures at which point it is known as eclampsia.

Eclampsia is the onset of seizures (convulsions) in a woman with pre-eclampsia. Pre-eclampsia is a disorder of pregnancy in which there are high blood pressure and either large amounts of protein in the urine or other organ dysfunction. Onset may be before, during, or after delivery. Most often it is during the second half of pregnancy. Following the seizure, there is typically either a period of confusion or coma. Complications include aspiration pneumonia, cerebral hemorrhage, kidney failure, and cardiac arrest.

Prologue - The one where everyone celebrates

‘Tom are you almost ready?’ You shout from the bottom of the mahogany stairs. ‘Yes darling, stop stressing!’ He says as he appears from your shared bedroom, which is located right at the top of the stairs to the right. He slowly makes his way down the stairs and stops on the last step. He’s directly in front of you and you feel his arms snaking their way around your waist. He gently pulls you into his chest and you sigh in subconscious relief. ‘You shouldn’t worry so much. It’s not good for the baby.’ He mumbles into your hair. You squeeze your arms around him. ‘I know, I just want everything to be perfect.’ ‘And it will be.’

A couple of hours later the doorbell rings and you start getting up from the couch. Tom puts a hand on your knee, silently telling you he got it. As he makes his way towards the front door you get up to welcome your guests. You straighten out your summer dress and clasp your hands in each other in anticipation.

First up are Nikki and Paddy. They both hug you and you look at Tom when Paddy doesn’t give you time to crouch down. You had the slightest bump that was barely noticeable but it would just be your luck that Paddy would just feel it at the front door. Thankfully he didn’t realize a thing and you moved closer to the twins who were talking to Tom while waiting for Paddy to release you so they could greet you as well.

‘Wassup sis!’ Sam says in your ear as he hugs you tightly. ‘Nothing much lil bro.’ You squeal as he ruffles your hair during the hug. ‘Hun please I’m taller than you.’ He says as-a-matter-of-factly while he pulls away. ‘Is Sam annoying my favorite sister already?’ Harry says cheekily as he comes up behind Sam. You laugh and walk towards him, embracing him just like everyone else. ‘I’m your only sister Harry. And not even officially yet.’ He pulls away and touches the tip of your nose lightly with his index finger. ‘Exactly.’ ‘Guys guys, give her some space will ya.’ Tom shouts jokingly, closing the front door after Dom makes his way in. You could see the happy lights in his eyes. His entire family together to celebrate. Not that anyone else besides you and Tom knew already. Although that was going to change within the next couple of hours.

Dominic struts over to you and gives you a long warm hug. ‘How are you darling?’ ‘I’m so good Dom, thank you for coming.’ You say smiling into his shoulder. He rubs your back before he pulls back, giving you a warm, gentle smile just like his wife did a couple of minutes prior.

After everyone has gotten their drinks before dinner the living room is filled with cozy chatter. The warmth of the fireplace is dialed down yet still pleasant and you feel completely content. After a little bit of catching up, you and Tom share a look and you stand up figuring it’d be too obvious if you both spoke up. ‘Okay guys, I have a game for you. There’s an object in this house, that leads to a surprise for everyone. Everyone gets to have one guess to which room it’s in and we’ll go from there.’

After a lot of laughs and discussions later Sam had guessed the right room. The kitchen. Tom follows behind everyone knowing not to get involved until the right time. You immediately go to stand next to the working oven and start talking again, everyone looking at you eagerly to find out the next step in the game. ‘Now, I’m very very close to the object. Once you’ve figured out the object there’s going to be some wordplay involved. 

After a good amount of guesses, it becomes clear they’re not gonna figure it out without some help so Tom steps out from behind the family and stands next to you. On the other side of the oven. ‘Okay, guys so I’m super close to the object as well. You basically can’t miss it.’ Tom says as he intertwines your fingers. Sam and Harry looked at each other with a confused look, Paddy’s distracted by petting Tessa and Dominic and Nikki both look at the both of you.

All of a sudden Nikki speaks up. ‘You’re both next to the oven? Has it got something to do with our dinner.’ Tom laughs, a mixture of nerves and excitement filling his heart. You smile and put a strand of hair behind your ear. ‘Very close mum.’ Tom answers, and he looks at you to lead the surprise again. ‘Okay, so what are we having for dinner?’ Harry crouches down at this to look through the glass of the oven, not being able to get too close cause of the heat. ‘What the... What the hell is that Tom?’ He asks, now even more confused than before. Paddy walks closer towards the oven and Tom puts a hand on his shoulder. ‘Don’t get too close Pads it’s hot.’ Paddy ignores him and looks straight into the oven. 

‘Is that a bun?’ Paddy questions. The entire room is silent, you and Tom don’t know whether to clarify or to let them figure it out on there own. ‘We’re having one bun for dinner?’ Sam exclaims confusion written all over his face. ‘Well, could be two really. Not sure.’ Tom looks at you with horror in his eyes. ‘Please no, y/n. Can you not, one is enough right now.’ You laugh out loud and everyone looks at your exchange. Nikki’s face begins to change and her hands fly up to her mouth while the twins, Paddy and Dom are still confused.

‘Guys come on. What is this?’ You say calmly as you point to the bun. ‘A bun.’ Sam stated. Tom continues. ‘And what’s this?’ He asks as he points to the oven. ‘An oven?’ Dom says hesitantly. Nikki looks towards you as you see tears filling her eyes and you blush, tears filling your eyes as well. Touched by her reaction to the news the boys find so hard to figure out. You try to snap out of it and focus on the guys. ‘So what’s that combined?’ ‘A bun in the oven.’ Paddy exclaims proudly for figuring out the game. 

Everyone except for Nikki looks at the both of you dumbfounded so you decide to make it even more obvious and put both of your hands on your tummy. Tom is still holding your right hand so he shuffles closer to you and puts one hand on your tummy as well. ‘Shut the fuck up.’ Sam says, arms dropping from his waist to his sides. Harry just looks like he’s seen a ghost and Dominic turns to Nikki who now has a couple of tears running down her cheek. ‘We’re getting old. Grandpa and grandma.’ Dom says and Nikki laughs. Paddy turns his head, realization finally sinking in. ‘YOU’RE HAVING A BABY?!?!’ He breaks the comfortable, shock-filled silence and everyone laughs. This also makes everyone snap out of the shock and before you know it you’re being surrounded by the twins first. ‘If it’s two buns you better name them Sam and Harry Jr.’ Harry says while fist bumping Tom before hugging you again, although this time tighter. Tom smiles but shakes his head while Harry’s not looking, making you giggle.

‘You guys I can’t believe I’m going to be an uncle at 20. You little rascals!’ Sam says, grinning from ear to ear. He envelops you into one of many hugs and cups your head. ‘I’m going to be the cool uncle. Don’t worry about Harry I’ll keep him in check.’ ‘I don’t doubt you will Sam.’ You whisper, wrapping your arms around his waist tightly for a second.

Whilst Paddy is hugging your leg, Dominic comes up to hug you as well. After he pulls away he looks you straight in the eyes, sighing before speaking. ‘You’re making me feel very old here y/n. But you’re going to be the most stunning mum and this little wonder is going to be loved no matter what.’ You chuckled and wiped away a stray tear. ‘Gosh, Dominic you’re making me cry.’ After giving you a few more words of encouragement he moves towards Tom so now Nikki is in front of you. Her hug is different. It’s a hug from one mother to another. Her arms are wrapped around your neck and she kisses your cheek. ‘I just want you to know darling that no matter what happens, whenever you need our help we are completely here for you. Me and my boys have adored you from the moment Tom brought you home for your first Christmas and we haven’t stopped adoring you. Tom’s not the only lucky one to have you in his life and we all love you so much. Thank you for giving us this gift.’ You nod beaming with happiness and pride, too choked up to say anything.

After a lot more baby talk it’s finally time for dinner. Under the bun, there was a fully prepared casserole cause let’s be real, no one wants just a bun for dinner. While you look over at the entire family sat at your dinner table you sigh in content and Tom notices, putting a hand on your thigh and stealing a kiss.

The start of an adventure surrounded by the people you love the most.

[damoselcastel]

Off Call

Chapter 11 - Lunch Boxes summary: On the way back from the Grocery store, Takumi teases Hinoka about lunch boxes but she’s finds he can’t dish what he serves.

“Why were we sent as go-fers for groceries?” Takumi groused, looking far more put upon than walking several blocks while totting full bags in the chilly winter air should’ve merited.

Hinoka shrugged, though the motion was likely mostly hidden by her coat and favorite scarf. “Since we’re useless in the kitchen and this got us out of the way.”

“Mom didn’t banish your Nohrian, though.”

While Hinoka didn’t like it when her brothers used her husband’s race like a title, Takumi’s tone was now teasing rather than venomous so she let it slide. Instead replying, “That’s cause Marx doesn’t back talk, and he’s a good cook.”

“Oh, I know. Back when you two were dating Ryouma wouldn’t shut up about how that man made you lunch boxes-” Takumi snorted with a mocking smile. “Like a love-sick girl.”

Hinoka felt her face go hot, remembering the time their older brother had dropped by the hospital trying to treat her to lunch only to find her then-boyfriend handing her a carefully-wrapped bento box. The way Ryouma had roared with laughter, it’d made for such a spectacle her co-workers had talked about it for a month. The most annoying part was trying to explain to Marx why her brother had found it so funny, as it was one of the few times he’d taken the offense to heart.

“Hey, there’s nothing gendered about cooking!” Mulishly, she glared at Takumi. “And Marx just noticed I constantly purchased my lunches, so he thoughtfully offered an alternative.”

“He’s still cooking for you, isn’t he?” Takumi’s smile widened into a grin.

Hinoka rolled her eyes. “Groceries save money compared to eating out. And you can’t seriously expect me to not eat my husband’s cooking?”

This time Takumi shrugged. “Maybe you should try being the one to cook once and a while.”

Honestly, she had tried when they’d first moved in together, wanting to share chores evenly. But she was bad in the kitchen, even with basics. Although Marx never complained while eating something charred, or lumpy, or slightly undercooked, it’d only taken a couple nights of waking to him rushing for the bathroom to throw in the towel. And once she had, he’d been more than happy to taken over keeping them both fed.

Instead of explaining any of that, she quipped, “Then I’ll make you something to eat when we get back.”

Takumi scoffed out a laugh. “As if Mom’d risk her high-quality pans getting ruined.”

She acknowledged that truth with a sigh, but countered with her own teasing. “So what about you, Takumi? Has Oboro made you any lunch boxes?”

“It’s not-” The way he abruptly stumbled almost dropped a grocery bag, but it was funny how he suddenly blushed and bristled. “We’re not like that!”

Hinoka played coy. “Like what? Dating?” She batted her eyes as he stared glared, and then burst out laughing. “Oh c’mon, lil bro! That girl’s been in love since you met on that kindergarten playground. What’s the hold up?”

“S-shut up! It’s not that simple.”

“Why not? You’re attending the same university and are both a semester away from graduating.” Her younger brother suddenly went quiet, expression going pensive. It had Hinoka sobering, as she asked, “Takumi?”

“Oboro’s design won a competition for an internship at one of the biggest fashion magazines in Nestra. She’ll be moving there after getting her degree.” He said, clearly struggling to keep his tone even. “I’d planned on working with Ryouma at Dad’s company, but it’s not like they’ve got branches in Nestra. If I’m not doing that, I don’t… I don’t know what I’d do.”

For a moment Hinoka was struck by just how adult Takumi’s problem was, thinking long term and finding there was no easy answers. She remembered how it’d taken her an off year to figure out being the fiancée to some corporate heir wasn’t for her. How she’d rather work for her own money and live independently, then later the determination to marry whom she damned well pleased. Seeing her brother struggling with his own priorities, she took a moment to consider what words wouldn’t hurt him.

“You could always be a house husband.” She laughed at the face he made, so juvenilely offended. “Though seriously, you could try long-distance. Or just take the plunge, and go with her. I’m sure Oboro would be happier with you in her life and figuring things out rather than away and all put together.”

Takumi gave a non-committal hum, expression falling back to pensive. She let the conversation drop, instead enjoying the fairly quiet walk up the estate drive to their house properly. After taking off their coats and shoes they carried the bags to the kitchen, the air filling with the delicious smells from all the party preparations.

“Ah, you’re back!” Ikona turned away from the large pot on the stove long enough to smile at them. “Set those out on the right counter, please. And take out the leeks and tofu for the soup.” Then their mother turned back, addressing the tall man beside her. “Now that the broth dropped from a boil to a simmer it’s the perfect time to add the miso.”

Hinoka delayed in digging out the groceries to watch as her husband added the ingredient, smoothly stirring with the ladle. His face always seemed a bit more peaceful when he cooked, the activity soothing for him. She was glad he was able to share that common ground with her mother, now that Sumeragi had mellowed to the idea of having Marx as part of the family.

Takumi broke her wandering thoughts, by snatching the stalks from her hands. “I’ll chop the leeks. Uneven tofu is more survivable.”

Hinoka stuck her tongue out at him, but went over to the draining packages and cutting board. As she picked up the knife, however, a larger hand carefully covered hers.

“Would you like some help?”

The way Marx had come up behind her, he’d just need to reach his other arm around for an embrace. It sent pleasant butterflies through Hinoka, so she let herself agree with a smile. With Marx’s guiding hand on hers, the tofu managed to be divided into small, even cubes and once set aside, she leaned back against him and quietly asked, “Having fun with my mom?��

“Mmhm,” Marx curled against her, ducking to whisper into her ear. “We were talking about you.”

“Oh?”

“Ikona told me you looked happy.”

“That’s because I am!” Hinoka turned around and hugged him, smiling as his own arms looped around her to squeeze.

“Enough with the PDA.” Takumi said, doing his best to affect disgust. “The soup will never get done at this rate.”

“Takumi, dearest, you’d have less to complain about if you brought a cute girl home. “Ikona giggled, high and girlishly.

“Moooooooooom!”

[yourcoolfriendwithallthecandy]

Magic and Miracles and BEYOND Chapter 3

aaaaaahhhhhh, do you know how LONG and HARD I had to look for that picture of Jon Campling?! Like the man keeps his hair to the small of his back. His hair is more glorious than mine. But seriously, that’s like the closest picture I can find of him to what I invision in my head, now just imagine the hair being cut and styled how it was in Kingsglaive but with a lot less gray, like more black in his youth because remember- he doesn’t have a ring sapping his youth and strength, he just has kids, draining his youth with their shenanigans, it’s debatable which is more tolling and taxing on him. That super yacht is actually the Serene, it’s glorious and I’m totally diving into the fantasy aspect of this fic because this is me indulging myself. Pry it from my cold dead hands.  

My apologies to everyone who has familes touched by drugs (including mine but thankfully not in my immediate family) and heads up because this touches on that a little. 

Yo- @the-immortal-marshal GURL. I had to pull the trigger. I had to. I’m sorry. And I’m just...so sorry. For all those reading this and going...why are you sorry? It’s fine? JUST WAIT. It’s not going to be fine for long. A storm is a BREWIN. 

AO3 or below and Tumblr- keep being cool and keep this under a cut. Be a Bro man. Don’t let me down. 

Magic and Miracles and BEYOND

Chapter 3

“So let me get this straight, you got this super yacht for going on one date with an Arab billionaire?” Crowe asked as she drank her super-food smoothie with extra ripe pineapple as the group sailed to the Caribbean.

“Uh huh- granted it was a week long “date” spent in Dubai at the demand of my mother but yeah.” Sylva nodded as she sipped her own drink with a smug grin.  

“Damn,” all the girls exclaimed.

“Oh and my super jet? That came from a Russian billionaire, when it came to the states, it had a case of beluga caviar in a secret compartment in the hold to get it past customs. I ate so much of it because it was only good for two weeks, I thought I was going to be sick and couldn’t eat it again for months. And that was another week long “date” spent in Moscow also at the demand of my mother.” Sylva revealed.

“Holy fucking shit.” All the girls giggled except for Selena, Luna and Stella who just shook their heads.  

“Hey, I’m not saying my parents pimped me out, but they totally tried and I can only hope my mother is rolling in her grave now. So if anything I’ve earned both putting up with those guys for as long as I did and the moment I got back from Moscow because Dubai and Moscow were consecutive weeks and before Dubai I spent a week between China and Tokyo going on even more “dates” with even more billionaires but that is besides the point. Anyway, my point is, I came home in the jet and drove straight to Regis’ house and fucked him so hard neither of us could walk straight to make up for my three week absence and nothing pushes you towards your true love quite like spite for your own gold digging parents, in particular my mother, it makes me so happy to see you wear her most prized pieces girls.” Sylva cooed to Selena, Luna and Stella as Selena giggled and touched her necklace as her own grin grew as Lunafreya and Stella just shook their heads and touched their own jewelry too. Between Sylva, Lunafreya, Selena and Stella they had divided up Agnes’ jewelry between them with Sylva getting the vast majority of it but Agnes’ favorite pieces that Sylva hated because she always felt her mother loved them more than she loved her, went to the three younger girls and Samantha as well to spite Agnes- with the promise that none of the girls would ever sell or give the jewelry away, simply pass it down to the next generation because the Anders line rightfully died with her and Sylva would be damned if the Nox Fleuret line ever would.

“So if any of you think that your parents are being unreasonable, or impossible, at least your parents aren’t nearly as bad as mine were.” Sylva cautioned all the girls.

“That’s so fucked up.” Crowe just shook her head.

“Well, what’s worse, your parents or Tredd’s mother?” Stella posed as Sylva and the other girls grimaced and hissed.

“Ooh, yikes, that’s a tough one.” Sylva had to admit. “How is she doing?” Sylva asked Stella.

“Well the day after Tredd proposed, Ted went looking for her and found her strung out at a crack house and put her into rehab that’s also a psyche ward, so it’s touch and go. If they can manage to get her on the right meds and with the right therapy, it’ll help but I don’t know if she’ll take to it or not.” Stella sighed tiredly.

“But she also has to want to get better for the right reason. Does she know about your trust fund? Because I’m worried that will be the only reason she gets better.” Sylva cautioned.

“Oh that worries me too and so far Tredd has forbidden his dad from telling her and won’t tell her either, he doesn’t want her around me and he’s mad at his dad for finding her to begin with. I think he would rather she die of an overdose than be a thieving leech on him and his dad again.” Stella answered. “I think for Ted, he sees me and Tredd together and doing well and it reminds him of what him and Shyanne used to be and he wants that again and misses that.” Stella ventured.

“If he’s that lonely there’s a lot of women he could be introduced to.” Sylva reminded her niece.

“Oh I know, Tredd and I both have offered but he’s not having it, it’s all or nothing with him.” Stella shrugged.  

“Well here’s to hoping she stays off of meth, crack and alcohol.” Sylva clinked her glass with Stella’s as the two shared a meaningful look.

“Same.” Stella snorted a laugh.

“I heard my name.” Tredd pointed out as he came up behind his fiance and stole a sip of her drink as he laid a hand over her shoulder and fingered her necklace teasingly as if he was itching to take it off of her but Stella knew that Tredd was only teasing- that he actually wouldn’t do such a thing. Part of his asshole behavior in the beginning had been bravado to cover up his own insecurity because he felt he knew that she was too good for him and if he was an ass enough, it would drive her away. Much the same way Stella liked to be a brashy bitch to drive nice guys away because she, deep down, didn’t think she deserved them even though her behavior spoke of entitlement, she was surprisingly not and once they both saw each other for what they really were and cut through each other’s bullshit, it only helped them fall in love with each other even if they felt they still needed to put on a show for appearances, when they were alone and by themselves with each other, they felt safe enough to be vulnerable with each other and really show their true colors and realize what a pair they made and how they were actually good to and for each other.

“We were talking about your mom, Mom was asking about her.” Stella said as she gestured to Sylva.

“Fucking bitch.” Tredd grumbled before he really started sucking Stella’s drink down.

“Why don’t you get your own if you like it this much?” Stella teased him.

“Because I’m not a pussy, but it’s really fucking good.” Tredd answered as all the girls rolled their eyes.  

“Well I hope your mom can make a recovery and sobers up.” Sylva offered sweetly.

“Yeah you’re the only one.” Tredd played off. “So anyone want to change their bets on Lil Mama?” Tredd asked, quickly changing the subject.  

Meanwhile Cor was meeting Clarus for a drink after work.

“You gotta help me.” Cor pleaded as they both sat at the bar as Clarus raised a curious brow.

“With?” Clarus asked warily.

“You gotta let me go on a drug bust or serve a warrant or something. I’m going insane.” Cor confessed.  “I haven’t left my desk in months, I go to get coffee from the shop down the street and I fantasize about some idiot knocking over the joint while I’m there or I go to the bank and I fantasize about someone robbing it while I’m in it. Like I’m looking over the bar and hoping someone gets drunk and will start a fight right this second.” Cor revealed and Clarus could only shake his head as Sylva’s words washed over his head.

“Well part of being settled down means actually liking the peace and quiet.” Clarus teased and Cor just whimpered and laid his head on his folded arms.

“Gradual peace and quiet! Not all at once!” Cor argued and Clarus just snorted a laugh and continued to shake his head. He could practically hear Sylva’s sing song tone of ‘I told you so’.

“Fine, if something comes up, I’ll let you know.” Clarus agreed.

Meanwhile back at home Ada eased into bathtub, she had splurged and got a little island getaway candle and a bath bomb and a sugar scrub for her skin and a deep hair conditioning mask and next to the bathtub sat a drink made out of some tropical blend juice spiked with whiskey, it was the closest to a tropical drink she could manage and enjoyed her night in alone. She dropped the bath bomb in and watched it swirl and dissolve in the hot water as she sipped her drink as she breathed in the scent of the little candle next to the tub. While she felt jealous of all her friends, at least she could do this for herself. Being furious with Cor over New York had only lasted a couple of days and it was broken by some amazing makeup sex before she groaned when she realized she forgot to pick up her birth control from the pharmacy again. She had been late getting it last month and now she was late getting it again this time. She had such a fickle memory lately.

She quickly shrugged it off and just as the bath bomb fully dissolved, her phone went off and she huffed and got it and saw all the pictures of Crowe and all her friends back on Sylva’s yacht before Crowe sent another picture of another ultrasound picture. She could see Luche in the background, talking with Tredd, Libertus, Nyx, Ravus and Pelna and smiling and still looking handsome as ever while Crowe was with all the girls, Sylva, Stella, Selena and Luna all wearing diamond necklaces and drinking proper island drinks. It wasn’t fair. Ada felt tears prick at her eyes before they fell from her eyes and down her cheeks. She sniffled and turned the phone off and tried to get back into the groove of her bath as she washed her hair then put the deep conditioning mask on it and then shaved her legs and underarms before scrubbing her skin with the sugar scrub then when she was done with that she took a foot file and tried to take off all the calluses from her feet. Being a waitress and being on her feet all the time meant her feet were tired and achy and often blistered if not callused.

When she was done the candle’s scent overpowered her nose and she blew it out before she started chugging her own drink again and before she knew it the drink was gone, the water was turning cold, the candle was out and her hair needed to get rinsed and instead of feeling refreshed, she felt even more frustrated...with everything. She laid back and rinsed the conditioning mask out of her hair and once she was done she sat back up and drained the tub and got out, putting a towel around her and got dressed and went to bed early after plugging in her phone again. Baxter jumped up on the bed and snuggled with her as she fell asleep.

In her dream she was back in the tea shop with Luche sitting across from her, pouring her a cup of tea, in a suit again and looking particularly handsome while she felt raw and compromised internally.

“I’ve missed you.” Luche finally said.

“You’ve been too busy to miss me.” Ada gently argued as she took the tea cup and drank from it again, the warmth of the tea cup warming her hands as the tea and his presence seemed warmed her soul.

“No I haven’t, it’s impossible for me to be too busy to miss you.” Luche countered with a gentle grin as he picked his own tea cup back up and sipped it.

“Are you sure you’re not missing something really important back at the office right now?” Ada questioned.

“Nope, I don’t deal with anything that’s life or death, whatever is there can wait until whenever I get back, you’re way more important than any paperwork I could do.” Luche insisted, his gentle grin turning reassuring and Ada felt warmed by the sentiment and she could tell he wanted to say more but forced his mouth to stay shut and let her have a moment of peace but part of her wanted to hear whatever he would say.

“What?” Ada asked, hoping that would help him say whatever he wanted or needed to stay.

“I’ve only ever wanted you. So anything I can do to spend time with you, no matter what the cost is- is something I’ll always do if it’s for you.” Luche finally spoke, his voice dropping to a low murmur so that he wouldn’t draw attention to them. But the look in his eyes brought tears to hers. The words were eating their way out of her throat as she stood as Luche did the same and came into his arms as he hugged her tight.

“I’ve only ever wanted you too. I love you.” Ada heard herself sniffle into his chest as she felt so safe and warm in his arms again. Like nothing could hurt her, like nothing could even disappoint her either.

“I love you too, let’s get out of here.” Luche proposed and Ada nodded before he kissed her and then Ada woke up with a start which woke Baxter up who started licking her tears away just as Cor came home from the bar and Ada quickly got control of herself again.

“Hey, you’re still up.” Cor grinned when he came into the room and noticed her sitting up in bed and petting Baxter.

“No, you woke me up when you came home.” Ada teased with a grin, praying her face didn’t betray her.

“Oh I’m sorry.” Cor apologized as he stripped out of his clothes and put his badge and his gun on the bedside table before he crawled into bed with her. “Well I’ll help put you back to sleep then.” Cor offered as he brought her into his embrace. “Wow, your skin is really soft.” Cor noticed as he smelled her hair as he kissed the crown of her head and touched the small of her back.

“Thanks, scrubbed it during my bath.” Ada smiled, pleased that he noticed and rewarded him with a kiss and soon that kiss led to another and a touch led to a caress and before either of them realized they were having soft, sweet sex with each other and when they were done, Cor noticed a little bit of blood on his shaft.

“Did you start your period Love?” Cor asked as he got a tissue to clean himself off with.

“Oh, I must have.” Ada blinked in surprise. “I feel like it’s early.” Ada muttered to herself as she got up and got a pad into her underwear.

“Well it’s always better to be early than it is to be late.” Cor joked and Ada laughed.

“I know right?” Ada grinned as she climbed back into the bed to rest and relax and really fall asleep.

Meanwhile back on the yacht.

“Why were you girls talking about Shyanne?” Tredd asked as he helped take the necklace off and put it away so himself and Stella could get ready for bed.

“Oh Mom was telling us the story of how she got the yacht and the jet.”

“Because her mom was the baddest pimp of them all, yeah.” Tredd nodded which got Stella to laugh.

“And she was telling us to be grateful our moms are nothing like that.” Stella added.

“And let me guess, you just had to drag Shyanne into it and go- ‘actually no, Tredd’s mom is much worse’.” Tredd surmised.

“Sorry if I embarrassed you.” Stella apologized softly as she hugged him and held him tight as he in turn clung to her and kissed the crown of her head. “I can promise you that I’ll never touch any of that.” Stella swore. “And just because she’s that way doesn’t mean you’ll ever be that way. I know we would beat the shit out of each other if we ever tried.” Stella lightly teased which got Tredd to crack a grin and huff a laugh through his nose as he continued to just hold her for a long while.

“So would you draw me like one of your French girls Jack?” Tredd teased as he let go of her and playfully tried to put the diamond necklace on himself which got Stella to crack up laughing.

“Yes I would.” Stella cackled.

“Show it to me when you’re done!” Crowe teased through the wall as Tredd jumped and panicked and threw the necklace back into case as Stella nearly went to her knees she started cracking up as she heard Crowe cackle a laugh too.

“Fucking go to sleep! Your knocked up body needs it!” Tredd spat at the wall as Stella was in tears and literally had to go to her knees, holding her sides and laughing her ass off as she could only imagine Crowe was in a similar state on the other side of the wall as Tredd got the necklace and made sure it wasn’t damaged before he put it back properly. “Or do I have to fuck Stella against that wall again?” Tredd threatened.

“Go to sleep! All of you! God!” Luche yelled through the other wall.

“Shut the fuck up and keep fapping!” Tredd yelled back at Luche.

“Fuck you!” Luche groaned before Tredd picked Stella up off the floor and pinned her to the wall between their room and Luche’s and started fucking her hard just to prove a point before Luche groaned again and left his room to go find refuge somewhere else but every room he passed he could hear every other couple being intimate which only made him more frustrated before he got to the couch in the main lounge and collapsed onto that before pulling a throw onto himself as he continued to grumble to himself, if Ada was here and back with him, he wouldn’t give a fuck because he’d be fucking her against the wall too. This wasn’t fair. Everyone else was with the love of their lives and he was in a constant state of anguish because his was still with someone else. Maybe he should have pushed Sylva to introduce him to her nieces. But at the same time Ravus kept reassuring him that if he was patient enough, that Ada would come back to him. He just had to be patient and endure this for now. He could do that. He had to. Now he understood what Ravus felt like when Selena had been with Pelna. If Ravus could wait for Selena, he could wait for Ada and they’d be just as happy too.

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Chapter 10

Robyn

8 Months Later

"Ouch." I hissed as I accidentally stuck myself with the needle I was sewing with. This never happens, so I knew I was hella unfocused. No matter how many times I tried to make these fits, it just wasn't working out for me for the longest.

I needed a break. A break from everything.

I haven't spoken to Jaylen since I cooked for him, which was about a couple of months ago. We had got into it because I was still seeing Kai.

I text him a little while after the incident, and he still hasn't replied. He hasn't even came by, so I just stopped trying. I guess he has other things to worry about like taking care of a baby.

Kai isn't even in the picture anymore. I've cut off all contact with him. I still haven't got my things from his place, but that would just have to wait. I wasn't in the mood to go over there.

I didn't know if he was home or still locked up but I honestly didn't care. He could rot in that shit.

I was hurt that he decided to just tell me that he had sex with Kayla like it wasn't a big deal. I should've went with my gut feeling when I first found out that she was his "assistant". I knew something wasn't right.

I was mad at myself because I may have lost someone very important to me all because I stood by Kai. And that person is Jaylen. I've neglected Jaylen and even Odell, pleasing Kai. I wouldn't be surprised if either one of them wanted nothing to do with me.

"Nigga just come over here, you just stopped coming over like I got roaches or some." I heard Odell say over the phone.

"You probably do." I heard Jaylen say.

"Stop playing foo."

"Aight, whatever here I come."

"Wassup? You straight? Need a hug?" Odell greeted me with a smile on his face. I couldn't help but smile, because I knew O would always be there for me no matter what.

"Yes please." He quickly embraced me in a long, much needed hug. I honestly didn't wanna let go at all.

He knows about what's been going on. I told him every single thing. From Jaylen and I's past relationship, and everything that just went down with Kai. He was upset  about Jay and I at first, but he still showed me some support. I feel sorry for Kai if Odell ever sees him.

"You can cry if you need to, I won't let go." He kissed my cheek, and I just pulled away from the hug. I knew I'd start crying and I honestly didn't feel like it.

"That's ok. I'm bout to make a salad. Want some?" I asked as he nodded before going back in the living room because Jaylen had came in. The season was coming up for O, so I was trying to get him to eat as healthy as possible.

"Sup wit you and ole girl?"

"See.. I wasn't really too happy about this baby shit at first but as the days go by, it's hitting me more that I'm really bout to be a daddy so I can't help but get excited. It might be a lil early, but fuck it. We straight though." He looked really happy.

"Hope the baby don't look like you. Wassup with you and my sister though?"

"What?"

"I ain't tripping bro, she told me everything. Why you ain't tell me?"

"Cause it honestly wasn't even a big deal, we was literally just friends. I been trying to get with her fake ass for the longest, but she was forever blowing a nigga off for her punk ass boyfriend. And I find it real funny how she gone try and text me on some sweet shit after her nigga got locked up. Robyn can really kiss my ass."  

I needed to leave.

**

After avoiding Odell and Jaylen, I left the house to go drive somewhere to clear my head. His affection was much appreciated and needed but, I just needed to be by myself right now. It was late, two in the morning and here I was driving on open road; talking to God, to my parents, to myself and I was longing for responses that I couldn't receive.

My mistake was settling for Kai when I saw the signs, I admit that his love or lust, whatever the fuck we shared made my opinions and actions skew in a horrible ass direction. I was ignoring everyone else but him, while he was out fucking his assistant and trying to pick up where he left off with her. I ignored the one person who was literally always there for me. Jaylen. Odell is our common denominator, I was Dell's sister and Jay was his best friend which made it damn near impossible to avoid each other.

I fell in love with his company, despite his smart ass mouth, I fell in love with him without even realizing it. Because of his hard ass demeanor, it was hard to read him. I had no idea if he felt the same way; Kayla being pregnant gave me my answer to the million dollar question. This was all just too fucking much. I'm muhfuckin' tide.

Eventually, I grew tired of driving and ended up on a familiar doorstep. My alternative best friend; we didn't have to talk every day but whenever we linked, it was vibes. Enough to make you forget about anything and that's what I need right now. I knocked and stood there with my arms folded across my chest. When the hell did it get so cold? Minutes passed until I saw some lights turn on. I smiled and waited for him to come answer the door.

"I ain't seen you in a minute and you gon' come knockin' at three in the mawnin', baby?" I shrugged and looked down at my Uggs. He pulled me close to him by my pajama pants and kissed my temple, hugging me tightly. I miss Qua so fuckin' much!

"What's going on, mama?" he whispered, pulling me into his house while locking the doors to my truck outside, activating the alarm.

"Mm? Who fuckin' wit' my one and only?"

I tried to talk but my throat was all sore and fucked up from crying so much. He saw that and tried to calm me down, bringing me over to his couch and putting a blanket over me.

"You gon' let me know wassup or I gotta end every nigga in ya phone for playin' wit' your heart?" I still didn't feel like talking because I would end up crying, trying to go in depth to explain this situation.

"Aight fine," Qua jogged upstairs and came back with a big ass gun and took the safety off, heading for the front door, snatching my phone from me. "Let's start with that football playin' nigga with the Ramen head."

"Qua, stop!" I managed to croak. "Fuckin' talk to me, Robyn. I know it's a nigga that fucked up ya emotions. Talk or I'm sprayin' bout you."

"Sit down." he put the safety back on and went to put his gun back. He returned with tissue and did as I said. I went on to tell him everything. From meeting Jaylen to storming out of Kai's house. The tissue definitely came in handy when I came to the realization of my words. I lost my best friend and boyfriend to the same bitch.

Quavo was silent for a few moments and when I went to say something, he stopped me. "You need peace, baby. Shut the fuck up and rest in it." he cut me off and I sighed and closed my eyes. "I'ma go get some loud. We gon' smoke and watch ya favorite movies and have peace. Gon' be real serene 'round this bitch." I smirked and watched him go upstairs. He's exactly who I need right now.

"Poetic Justice, Brown Sugar, or Love Jones?" he asked and I shrugged, eating from the carton of ice cream in his empty ass fridge. He was always out of town and I caught him a few hours before he was supposed to leave.

"All three, shit. Ain't gon' have you mopin'." he put one in and came to sit next to me and began to roll a blunt. I put my feet on his lap and laid down.

"Lucky you got some pretty ass feet." I smirked and got comfortable. Usually, I would be reciting this shit word-for-word but I couldn't get into it. Jaylen and Kai wouldn't leave my mind. Within each scene, I would pause the movie to bother Quavo with questions.

"Qua, is it my fault that he cheated? I thought we were good. I met his family, we almost collaborated on the business side, I trusted him."

"Ya problem is that you trust niggas way too quick, you wanna be everybody friend. A nigga could walk past you on the sidewalk and bam, you tryna bond and be friends. Niggas got motives, all they need is an easy target." he passed me the blunt and I pulled from it, coughing for a brief moment.

"Easy target?" I mumbled.

"Don't take it to heart, you just too nice. You let shit fly too much and you don't realize it until it's too late. None of my ex hoes could have keys to all my shit, pins to all my accounts, none of that shit, WHILE I'm tryna gain trust of someone else and I claim I love 'em. Nah. Karma a bitch though." He was right.

"As for the other nigga, he ain't realize what the fuck he had. Ya'll could've been somethin', just don't go lookin' for love. Its gon' come."

I sighed. I wish he was there before all of this started. "You nothin' short of a queen, treat yaself like one. Be stingy with ya love, don't go giving that shit out like a hug."

"Can I have one?" I mumbled and he laughed, pulling me up and putting the blunt in the ashtray so I could hug him.

"Shoulda had me there, auditionin' niggas to play a part in ya life."

"I know." I whined against his chest. My eyes got heavier and heavier each second.

"Tired, mama?" I nodded and stretched.

"Get in the guest bed, den."

"Nooo, after the movie."

"We both know you gon' be gone by the time Pac and Janet get acquainted."

He was right.

Jaylen

After reading this bullshit ass letter that I seen on Kayla's table, I was.. I don't even know. There ain't a single word that can describe what I'm feeling.

It was a letter from that nigga in jail. The part that pissed me off was him saying they fucked and the baby she carrying could possibly be his. Who does that shit? I hate a lying ass motherfucker.

I know I wasn't supposed to be snooping and shit, but fuck that. She asked me to look for some papers anyways, and I just happened to see some shit that's important. Part of me felt like choking her, part of me felt like killing her. Just a feeling. I'd never put my hands on a woman.

I wanted to wait until her clumsy ass got out of the shower, but fuck it. I was anxious.

She deserves an oscar. We were just out shopping for the baby and she was acting as if she didn't know. Everything was going good, too.

I went to the cemetery to talk to my ma and everything.

Storming to the bathroom, I opened the door and snatched the curtain back, only for her to scream like somebody was stabbing her. I looked at her body for a second, then snapped out of it.

I wasn't the type to just assume so let me be calm about this shit.

"So... we pinning kids on niggas now?" I asked as her eyebrows came together.

"What?" I started to grow annoyed. I know she heard me loud and clear.

"Man just get out the shower and meet me in the room." I told her before walking out. I plopped down on my King size bed, waiting for her to come out. A couple of minutes passed by, and I felt the bed dip.

"What were you saying?" I held the bridge of my nose, silently praying to God to give me at least one bit of strength.

"Kayla stop playing dumb, that shit gone piss me off. I know you read that fuckin' letter." I gritted through my teeth as she pushed me a little.

"Why were you going through my stuff?!"

"Nigga you told me to find the fucking papers from the doctor in ya bitch ass purse!"

She didn't say anything.

"So you don't know how to talk all of a sudden? Usually you don't know how to shut up."

"Look, Jaylen.. I had sex with Kai a little after the first time we did but that was the only time. So to be honest, I don't know who's the father."

By now I was livid. These hoes is too fucking much. First Robyn, now this motherfucker. How I let this shit happen?

"So why the fuck you get my hopes up like that?!"

"Because I had a strong feeling that it's yours!"

"And I got a strong feeling that you need to get the fuck out my crib and get a fucking DNA test!"

"Jayle-"

"Jaylen nothing bro, get yo ass out." I shook my head, going back in my room and plopping down on the bed. A few seconds later I heard the front door slam and I swear I had the urge to destroy everything in this bitch.

I was mad cause a nigga was honestly excited for possibly no fucking reason. I've missed out on big opportunities trying to help Kayla out and be a good baby daddy. I don't condone domestic violence, but women like Kayla deserve that shit.

I needed to drive.

**

I had just finished my second blunt of the day, and I was chillin'. I even had some dirty, and I know I shouldn't be driving but fuck it.

I came to a stop as I ended up in front of some Fashion Show everybody was coming out of. It was NYFW. I had heard about it, but I was too busy with my head up Kayla's ass to even think about going.

I called the woman that I was supposed to be picking up, but that shit went straight to voicemail. Just as I was about to call again, the passenger side opened and a woman with Gucci shades and a red pants suit stepped in. She quickly typed her address in the GPS and took off her blazer.  

"I suggest you hurry up because there's gonna be so much traffic." She sighed, sitting back and putting her seatbelt on.

I just nodded because I honestly ain't feel like talking. I was just doing this cause I wanted to drive and why not do something that I'm getting a lil extra cash for?

"Where are my manners? How are you today, sir?" She smiled,

"I'd be straight if you stopped talking for just a second." I stated as she scoffed.

She snatched her glasses off before leaning up to take a look at me. I noticed that it was motherfucking Robyn. Why am I surprised? She the only person I know that's always like this. This was like dejavu from the very last time I spoke to her.

*Flashback*

“My nigga, I ain't stutter. Sit back, close ya damn mouth, and put ya fuckin' seatbelt on. Better rate me my five stars too." Putting my car in drive, I peeled away from the curb and blasted some music. The ride was starting to calm me down but Robyn's sensitive ass was gunna bring me back up there again.

"Jaylen." she mumbled, I looked straight ahead at the road and clenched my jaw.

"Jay!" she mumbled a little louder and I sighed, turning the music down.

"Fuck you want? I listen with my ears, not my eyes." I barked. I honestly wasn't even tryna tread soft with her anymore. Yeah, I cared about her more than anybody else in my life except family, but she held a good amount of responsibility that caused the fuckery a while back. Where the fuck was my feelings getting me anyway?

"I haven't seen you in a while. Just wanted to know if you were good."

"I'm still standing." I said simply, following the GPS. It was taking all of me not to stare into her eyes, that's what had me gone when I first saw her.

"How's the painting?"

"Ion wanna talk about it."

"Wh-"

"You don't hear good today? Need a fuckin' Q-Tip? That's what I said man, I don't wanna fucking talk about it."

She got quiet and I looked over for the first time and took in her appearance. She's perfect when she ain't trying but when she get her nails and feet done, hair done, and that face beat? NIGGA. She was every man's dream. Her intentions be good but the way she go about handling situations is hell.

She looked like she wanted to say something again so I just beat her to it. I hated that she always made me have a soft spot for her ass. "What?" I asked and she looked away quickly, with tears welling in her eyes. Man.

"What's wrong?"

"Jaylen, I'm fine." she wiped her eyes carefully with some tissues and coached herself in the mirror. "It's fine."

"Asshole. I feel you though. This whole shit had me on the verge of losing it. It was fuck everybody for a long time, still is."

"Even me?"

"Honestly, yeah. You and me had something lit and you let dick come between us multiple times. I don't wanna lose you but that time away helped. I just can't be as cool wit' you, feel me?"

"I get it. I'm so sorry, Jaylen."

"Yeah, you gotta prove it. Empty ass apologies and promises."

"I'll cook you some din din." she said sweetly and I cringed. Watching The Strange Thing About The Johnson's was one of my biggest regrets. Fuck that movie and Rob for talking me into it.

She was laughing uncontrollably and I smirked. "Whatchu cookin' for a nigga?" I mumbled, stopping at the light and giving her my attention.

"Anything. I highkey miss your energy and your company after long days at work."

"Aight, I'ma end my shift and see what's shakin' at the crib, ain't been there in a minute."

I had a good feeling about tonight. She was single again with no man blinding her vision, still fine as fuck, and still had potential to be my ride or die. We all know Robyn though.

*Flashback Over*

That was before she decided to go keep seeing that nigga when he first got locked up, like a dumbass. I cut her off completely, and here we are now.. 8 months later.

"Jaylen, you're eyes are hella low and redder than my lipstick! Why are you driving?"

Damn I could've sworn my mama died years ago.

"I been doing this shit all day, I know what the fuck I'm doing. It ain't like it matter. I almost died a few months back and you was being fake so don't try to act like you give a fuck now." She looked taken back by my choice of words.

"I don't care?"

"Man I ain't bout to go through this bullshit right now. You not bout to fuck up my high. Shut up."

"Shut up? Jaylen, we haven't talked in almost a year!"

"And I'm doing just fine, Ion need you. There was a point in my life when I didn't even know you and I could go back to that shit with no problem."

"Word?"

"Word."

"Look, just because you finally got some sense and stopped being pussy whipped, realizing that it wasn't your baby... doesn't mean you have to be mad at everyone else."

I started to question how the fuck she even knew that but I was stuck on the fact that she said I was pussy whipped. Says the girl who takes back the nigga that shot her best friend just because he gave her some dick. I ain't ever going out like that, she got me fucked up. First of all, who the fuck was she talking to like that?

We were almost home, I couldn't wait to get out this damn car.

"Oh so you wanna talk about whipped? Don't even get me started on yo dickmatized ass!"

"Dickmatized?" She questioned.

I had parked my car, and got out quick as fuck waiting on her granny ass. I wasn't done with this shit. She blew my High away a long time ago, so I was bout to talk hella shit. "Say what ever else you got to say!"

"Get yo ass out the car, we gone finish this shit in my crib cause I got a lot to fucking say!" I waited for her to go in front of me before shutting the door. Her dumb ass was trying to walk all fast, and since she had on heels she almost fell.

Once we reached the elevator, I immediately pressed the number 2 and waited patiently for the shit to go up. Only reason I wasn't talking shit right now is because we in public. That fight I had with King Kong almost got a nigga put out.

Before the elevator could even open all the way, I stepped off and walked down a lil bit towards the outside of my door. I unlocked the door and waited for her to go in. "Go." I mugged her as she did the same, leading the way to my room.

She plopped down on my bed as I paced back and forth across my room to prevent myself from doing something that I might regret.

"Why'd you bring me here if you weren't gonna say anything?!" She yelled, standing up in front of me.

"Who you yelling at?" I rose an eyebrow standing up, towering her. All of a sudden, all that shit she was talking had went out the window.

"I hate you.." she crossed her arms. She took her jacket off, throwing it on my bed, fixing her hair in the process. I didn't wanna admit it, but she looked good as fuck right now.

"I hate yo ass, too." I sat down next to her. After a while, there was silence between us until we both leaned in for a kiss. In between our long, passionate kiss, her clothes were being thrown like this was a game.

Once her bra was off, I stared at her small perky breast in admiration. Glancing up at her face, her cheeks were rosey red as she shyly let me stare at her. Taking it upon myself, I placed my warm mouth on one of her nipples and began sucking as if I was gone win a prize. Gripping the back of my head, she moaned out in pleasure.

With her nipple still in my mouth, I slowly swirled my tongue around her nipple ring that I was starting to love. Usually I hated them.

Laying her down on the bed gently, she ran her hands up and down my 6 pack. Helping her out a bit, I took my wife beater off for her. Adjusting myself in between her legs, I laid my body flat on top of hers as I began to kiss and suck on her neck.

Finding her spot, I sucked, licked and kissed it like my life depended on it.

“Ooou Jaylen..” Her soft moans filled my ears. Feeling my dick twitch inside my sweats, I felt Robyn's  hand come in contact with it. Grunting as she rubbed my it, she slipped her hand inside my pants and slowly made her way inside my polo boxers.

“Gone head.” I assured. Feeling her soft warm hand stroke him slowly, I could tell by her facial expression she didn’t expect for me to be this big.

Smirking at her innocent ass, I kissed her plump lips.

Continuing to stroke my hard member slowly, I continued to let my rough grunts escape my mouth. Tired of having her thinking she was in control, I lowered my body some. Kissing on her stomach, I slowly made my way down to her navel.

”Damn you fine.” I complimented. She giggled. It's crazy how we ain't talked in months, just got into an argument, and now I was about to fuck the shit outta her and teach her ass a lesson.

Getting to the waistband of her panties, I looked up at her waiting on her to go ahead for me to pull them down.

Nodding her head for me to continue, I anxiously slid her panties off revealing her wet glistening pussy. Most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Her shit was gold.

Grunting lowly just at the sight, I could only imagine how she would feel once I was inside. Thinking of her warmth surrounding my dick and her juices dripping down it made dive in head first so I could speed it up. Ready to be inside her, I plunged in and out of her with my index and middle finger while french kissing her clit. Licking, sucking, anything you could think of.

“Fuck, slow down!" She cried out with an arched back. Smirking at pleasing her, I watched with nothing but lust in my eyes as she gripped her right breast in her hand and gave it a hard squeeze.

Going chin deep inside her pussy, my main priority was to make her cum. I knew for sure nobody had ever treated her body like I have just by the way she was moaning and squirming.

Wrapping both of my arms around her thighs, I kept em that way to keep her in place. "Fuck you think you going?"

”Jay, I’m bout to cum!” She yelled out.  With my tongue deep inside her and thumb pressed down on her clit, I took my free hand and pushed down on her stomach area. Watching her legs buckle against me, I rubbed her clit fast  just in time for her to cum.

Catching her juices with my mouth, she stared at me as she could barely open her eyes while trying to catch her breath. "We ain't done yet. Getcho' ass up." I smacked her thigh with a smirk on my face. We was bout to be in this bitch fucking like rabbits.

By now my dick was hard as a rock and I couldn’t wait any longer to be buried deep inside her. Stripping down to nothing, her eyes instantly dropped down to my dick and her mouth fell ajar.

"Scared?" I smirked. Looking back up at me, she looked surprised. I don't know why she acting like she ain't ever seen it before.

”I don't think I can handle it." Wasn't she just talking mad shit earlier? Like she was big and bad. Where that Robyn go?

“Nah, you bout to take this dick.” I chuckled, stroking my dick a little more, as I slid it up and down her opening. Looking at her for confirmation, she slowly nodded before closing her eyes.

Sliding myself in, she gasped. Grunting at her warmness and tightness, I intertwined my fingers with hers to keep her from running. After a while, I knew the pain had turned into pleasure because all you could hear was the lovely sound of her moans.

Thrusting in and out of her, her sweet moans filled my ears as she begged for me to go deeper inside of her. Fulfilling her fantasy, I pushed myself in balls deep. With her nails scratching my back, it only made me dig deeper and deeper inside of her.

Although I had planned on fucking the life out of her, that plan failed drastically once I felt how warm she was. Just an ounce of warmth had a nigga dick swelling and ready to give her a baby. Looking at the love faces she was making had a nigga weak. Damn she was beautiful.

Going on with this slow shit for little over an hour or whatever, she came 4 times while I nutted twice.

By now, it was time for Daddy to have his fun and show her ass what the fuck she been missing out on. From forever friend-zoning my ass, and always blowing me off for her aint shit ass boyfriend.

Yanking her up by her long tresses, she moaned out loud. I knew she was into that rough shit. Every innocent girl is.

Going over to the bottom of the bed, I lifted her body and brought her closer to the edge. Shoving myself inside her all over again, I began to fuck her shit up with no mercy.

By the way her pussy was wrapped around my dick, I swear it took everything in me to hide the love faces that I was making. She wasn't about to see that shit.

“Fuck..” I muttered as I watched myself slide in and out of her. Calling me daddy over and over, I smirked knowingly before ramming in and out of her.

"Don't stop!" She moaned loudly, and I swear I was bout to bust right then and there.

Rubbing her clit, her head fell back in satisfaction. Not wanting to stay in the same position for too long, I walked us over to one of the many chairs that rested in the corner while I was still beating her shit up. ”Jaylen, it's so big!” she cried out with each thrust I took.

Taking a seat in the chair, she straddled my lap. Adjusting herself, she started to hesitate because of how scary she was. ”Take this shit.” I assured before slamming her down.

”Jay, I can’t!" She whined. Placing her hands on my shoulders, I sat back a lil bit.

Putting my hands behind my head, Rob pushed her own self all the way down with clenched walls causing a quick moan to escape my lips.

Thanking god she didn’t hear me, she closed her eyes and started bouncing up and down like somebody granny.

Sucking my teeth, I shook my head. Placing both of my hands on each side of her hips, I bounced her up and down at a faster pace.

”Damn girl, keep it just like that aight?” Nodding her head I let her hips go and went back to my previous position.

Watching her work my dick like a pornstar  sent me over the edge a bit and I allowed some of my cum to spur inside of her. I couldn't help it.

Grabbing both of her nipples, I began to twist them since they were nice and hard. Moaning lowly, she started to slow down and her pants were picking up. ”Don’t fucking stop Robyn.” I spat.

“I’m bout to bust again.” I informed.

Flipping over to where she was now in the chair, I hammered her pussy until I could no longer go. Feeling my dick swell inside of her, that seemed to turn her on because she started cumming all over my shaft.

“Fuckkkk.” I grunted pulling my dick out  just in time, nutting all over her stomach. I looked down at her and noticed the tiredness on her face and smirked. 

"Goodnight, friend.”

**

It was going on 12 in the afternoon and I was putting my clothes back on. I was supposed to leave last night but a nigga ended up falling asleep. Big mistake. I was tryna show her who's boss, not the other way around. I couldn't help it, Robyn's pussy was gold. I wasn’t about to feed into her shit though, fuck that.

"Where are you going? Don't go." She mumbled as she started to sit up in the bed. I wanted to laugh. Now she was starting to show some type of emotion? Nah.

"Out." I stated plain and simple as I put my shirt back on.

"No Jay, let's sit here and actually talk."

"I'll see you when I see you, Robyn." I winked at her, before grabbing my keys and leaving.

I was doing her like how she been doing me. It ain't so fun when it's you.