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[randomlythings]

Advent Calendar 2024 - Day 7

Made with Canva What positive events have taken place in your life over the past year?Daily Writing Prompt After my Dad died on February 8 this year, I had at least one positive event to feel optimistic about. I went to see Bryan Adams in concert in Tampere, Finland, on July 5. I bought the ticket before my Dad died, but I never got a chance to tell him. I always said where I was going, whether…

[tothosewhoyearnforit]

surf's up pt.1 ?? - kazuha + minju  

-this was originally meant to be a birthday fic for Minju but I couldn’t sit down and complete it so I incorporated one of my dirty thoughts into this fic. I’m not sure if people would like this as much as my mind did. threesome, creampie, nothing way too crazy, maybe a bit of overstimulation. please do tell me if this is straight trash, i’ll consider not writing a second pt to this.

-length: 2145 words

-minju, kazuha x male reader

The beach. The perfect place for just about anything. Surfing, picnics, volleyball, swimming, going on dates. That’s what made it your favorite haunt. 

Just kidding.

You absolutely hated the beach. Especially sand. It’s coarse and it gets everywhere. The sun was a bane to your existence. The constant chaos of seagulls cawing, children screaming and the waves crashing just did not sit well in your mind at all. This was probably the first time since the pandemic that you’d come to any beach. You moved from your hometown to the city just a week ago and since your apartment was close to the beach, you figured why not got for a jog now that you were done unpacking everything into the new residence and get to know your environment a bit more.

Midway through your run, at a slightly more deserted area of the beach, you caught sight of two fine bodied female surfers. Both of them were dressed in one piece singlet swimsuits that accentuated their lovely figure. The one on the left was a tall slender bodied woman that had a body to die for. Her abs were well toned and her arm muscles were extremely defined. But what caught your eye the most was her legs, they were long, sleek and slender with thighs that you wanted to wear as a scarf. They led your eyes up to her cute perky ass that was asking to be spanked. The woman on the right was a bit bustier. The swimsuit accentuated this fact by hugging her chest tight and exposing her buttcheeks to the world. As you were admiring the sight before your eyes, the whole world suddenly started to fall as the two vixen faded away from you into the darkness.

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“Is he awake?” 

The warmest, gentlest voice brings you back to earth. Opening your eyes, you’re greeted by the same two damsels that you were admiring before ending up in what seemed like a small foresty area by the shoreline, laying on a sky blue beach mat with an ice packet to your head. 

“Are you okay? You look like you took quite a fall back there.” It was the taller girl. Her doe eyes fluttered as she spoke to you, melting your heart as well as the stinging pain in your head. 

What happened to me? Why am I here ? Why are you both so awfully perfect ? You had a million questions you wanted to ask. 

“He looks okay.” said the shorter, bustier girl. “Or at least that’s what his little friend is trying to tell us.” Pointing down at your crotch, turning all attention to the bulge starting to form. 

“Fufufu…guess it's time to get acquainted huh Minju.” says the taller girl, moving her hand down to your crotch and rubbing your cock through your pants. 

“Take it easy Kazuha, you don’t want this poor guy fainting again.” 

“Wha-” You’re cut off by Minju diving head first into a kiss. She smells absolutely divine, a mixture of ocean air and rose petals. Meanwhile, Kazuha is wiggling your troublesome clothes out of the way, and in a matter of seconds, you’re stark naked on the beach mat, visible to any fishing boat that may go by. The two girls gather at your cock and begin to shower it with their affection, arching their backs to show off their juicy hindparts. 

“Gosh, who knew we’d be getting railed by such a monstrous thing today huh Minju”, Kazuha says while kissing the base of your cock, the warm air from her nostrils gently breezing against your skin, sending tingles up your spine. Minju is unable to answer, working her magic on your balls, taking one in her mouth at a time and covering it in her saliva. She gets to work first while Kazuha backs off to begin a deep makeout session with you, while your hands survey her specimen of a figure, admiring how toned yet delicate her muscles had developed. Meanwhile Minju is absolutely going to town on your cock, not even needing time to acclimate to how big your length was. She would bob her head down in a rhythmic manner, going down twice while looking at you lustfully before staying there, allowing your dick to take 2 seconds of rest before slowly detaching her mouth. Minju was also extremely skilled with her tongue. It snaked around your cock as she worked her magic, moving over your sensitive points as it disappeared and reappeared from her mouth. Soon, she got off and let Kazuha have her way with your throbbing erection.

Kazuha leaves a deep kiss at the tip of your cock, before taking your length in her mouth. She, unlike Minju, starts off safe, taking in no more than a fifth of your cock, then a quarter, then a half, until your whole length disappears into her mouth hitting the back of her throat, her lips touching the base of your cock. Her mouth is warm and snug, you could leave your dick in there for eternity. Then, Kazuha moves her head up and down furiously, never letting more than a quarter of your dick out of her mouth. You throw your head back in pleasure, Kazuha’s mouth was perfect, it was like it was molded just for taking your dick in. Meanwhile, you begin tearing off the swimsuit that Minju was wearing, kneading her sizable tits and squeezing her juicy ass and smacking it while making out intensely with her, earning a few moans that escaped from Minju’s mouth. Sensing that you were about to cum, you stand up and grab onto the sides of Kazuha’s head and begin facefucking her. She maintains eye contact with you as you continuously thrust your length deep within her sinful abyss with eyes that begged you to abandon life and surrender to her. Soon, your cock could not take it anymore. 

“Fuck! Kazuha!”

You cum right into Kazuha’s mouth and she tries to take it all, but there’s just too much and it starts to overflow as you withdraw your length from her mouth. Minju instinctively knows what to do, licking the cum around her mouth, cleaning it up. Kazuha opens her mouth to show how much you’ve let loose within her, before swallowing it in one gulp and sticking her tongue out again to show you that she ingested it all. 

Consumed by lust, Kazuha pounces onto you, pinning you down onto the beach mat. Your lips crash against hers as you start to lose yourself in the hot and passionate kiss as your hands work to peel her annoying swimsuit away. Soon, her bare body was right on top of your own, both her legs on your sides, her textured abdominal muscles on top of your own, her breasts pressed against yours, her arms wrapped around your neck as beads of sweat start to collect on both your bodies and her dripping shaved pussy touching your ever hard cock, just waiting to be destroyed by the latter. Your hands work to squeeze and slap those juicy butt cheeks that you were admiring before. You position your cock with Kazuha’s pussy and press her down on it, slowly moving your entire length inside of her. Kazuha then lets out a loud moan once the whole thing is inside.

“Fuck! You’re so big, you’re gonna break my pussy…”

Minju, not wanting to be left out, climbs on top of you, sitting on your face, demanding to be eaten out. At this moment, you’d die to see what kind of sexual artwork the three of you were making. But that wasn’t to say your view beneath Minju’s lewd body wasn’t visually appetizing. From beneath you could admire Minju’s perfectly sized tits, swaying from left to right as she rided on your face as well as a close up of her picture perfect pussy whose scent you could not get enough of.

In the meantime, Kazuha was having the time of her life, bouncing up and down on your cock. Her pussy was really tight. Every hip movement she made brought so much pleasure to your mind that it was numbing. The only sounds you could hear at the beach were the moans of the two girls on top of you, the slapping of Kazuha’s bubble butt onto your pelvis and the crashing of the waves against the shore. 

“Shit! I’m about to cum!” Minju arches her back and squeals as a hot wave of her girl juice gushes out of her pussy, coating your face in her slick. She wasn’t the only one about to cum though. Moving Minju to the side, you sit up and reverse the positions you and Kazuha were in, pinning her arms above her head to restrict her movement. She squirms beneath you as you push her legs up to her chest, moving into the missionary position for even deeper thrusts. You nuzzle your neck into hers, devouring her sweat-filled scent as you fucked her senseless, her moans getting louder and more frequent as you upped the pace of your thrusts. 

“Fuck you’re gonna make me lose my mind…Fuck…FUCCCKKK!!!” Kazuha screams, her eyes rolling back to her head as she reaches her own high. Her pussy clenches even tighter around your cock and her back arches to acclimate to the pleasure, causing you to reach your own breaking point, releasing spurt after spurt of sticky white stuff into her swollen pussy. You pull your cock out, to see a small river of yours and Kazuha’s byproducts flow out of her filled pussy. Kazuha is absolutely spent, panting relentlessly as she mutters “so good…so warm…” over and over, showing how you absolutely broke the girl. 

“Hope you didn’t forget about me.” says Minju, as she places Kazuha to the side and pins you down.

“I want you to fucking pour whatever’s left inside me. Fill me up to the brim. Fuck me like the slut I am” she whispers into your ear. 

Her words are lewd and arousing, consuming you in yet another wave of lust. You hug onto Minju’s busty body tightly and without wasting another second, furiously fuck her like you were both animals in heat. If somebody were to walk by, you definitely wouldn’t pull out of her and would continue fucking her relentlessly. Minju’s eyes roll to the back of her head, her mind absolutely overwhelmed by pleasure. Her fingers dug deep into your shoulders, grabbing onto them for stability and to try and reassemble her lost sanity. Too consumed by passion to stop and get her to loosen up, you fuck her even harder and faster, her words resonating within your mind. Pour whatever’s left inside me. Fill me… like the slut I am. You lean into Minju and get a good whiff of her scent. She no longer smells like the ocean and roses. She now smells like sweat and sex. Freeing a hand from your deep embrace, you reach down and squeeze a buttcheek, slapping it. Then, you had an absolutely dirty idea. Using your middle finger, you feel around for her asshole and insert your finger inside. Minju, completely unexpecting of your lewd action, screams in overstimulation. Her hips buckle as she squirts a geyser of her cum for the second time. Her head drops onto your shoulder as you continue railing her limp body, wanting to fulfill her wishes. With one final push and a low growl, you release all you had into her slutty pussy. Wave after wave of your cum flows into her. Even after you pulled out you were still shooting some cum onto her midriff. 

“Shit that was amazing…Maybe I should take the “scenic” route more…” you say as you slump in between Minju and Kazuha’s sleeping bodies, of which you had done an absolute number to. 

HONKKKKKKKK

You are awakened from your slumber by the loud blow of a ship's horn, seemingly scolding you for doing such a sinful deed under the sky where anybody could see. Kazuha and Minju are up as well, getting changed and preparing to leave. 

“That was the best fuck we’ve both had ever in our lives. Here’s our numbers. We live not too far from here. When you want to have a bit of fun, call us and we’ll be right over.” Minju says with a tinge of lust in her voice, handing you a small sheet of paper with both their numbers and names. She leans in and whispers in your ear, “Maybe you can call only me and use me as your personal cumdump.” 

“Ya! Don’t leave me alone!” Kazuha exclaims in rebuttal, shoving the shorter girl gently. She tiptoes and pecks you on the lips before winking at you and leaving. 

You glance down at the paper. You were definitely enjoying moving into your new home.

[ifacotarwasgood]

CHAPTER 2 - page 1/?

original word count: 3940

revised word count: 2145

click for ch 2's full comparison document.

original:

The sun had set by the time I exited the forest, my knees shaking. My hands, stiff from clenching the legs of the deer, had gone utterly numb miles ago. Not even the carcass could ward off the deepening chill. The world was awash in hues of dark blue, interrupted only by shafts of buttery light escaping from the shuttered windows of our dilapidated cottage. It was like striding through a living painting—a fleeting moment of stillness, the blues swiftly shifting to solid darkness. As I trudged up the path, each step fueled only by near-dizzying hunger, my sisters’ voices fluttered out to meet me. I didn’t need to discern their words to know they most likely were chattering about some young man or the ribbons they’d spotted in the village when they should have been chopping wood, but I smiled a bit nonetheless. I kicked my boots against the stone door frame, knocking the snow from them. Bits of ice came free from the gray stones of the cottage, revealing the faded ward-markings etched around the threshold. My father had once convinced a passing charlatan to trade the engravings against faerie harm in exchange for one of his wood carvings. There was so little that my father was ever able to do for us that I hadn’t possessed the heart to tell him the engravings were useless…and undoubtedly fake.

revised:

By the time I cleared the forest’s edge, my thighs shook, and I was dizzy from hunger. The carcass had cooled and now sat like a block of ice on my shoulders. I feared my hands might be permanently damaged. They were so frozen and stiff from clenching the doe’s legs, I couldn’t feel anything past my elbows. Bluish dusk had fallen a while ago, which now was shifting to solid darkness. Thankfully, it was interrupted by shafts of light—buttery warmth escaping the cottage’s shuttered windows. As I trudged up the path, my sisters’ voices fluttered out from behind dilapidated wood, probably chatting about some young man or new ribbons in the milliner’s shop. They should’ve been chopping wood, but I still smiled. To knock the snow off my boots, I kicked the door frame, chipping bits of ice from the gray stones to reveal faded markings. My father had once traded one of his wood carvings for wards against faerie harm. The peddler, claiming High Fae blood, had carved whorls and runes around the door, muttered a few nonsense words, and went on his way with coppers jingling in his pocket. I didn’t have the heart to tell my father they were undoubtedly fake. He must’ve known no mortal possessed magic but had hoped anyway.

[eazy-peazy54]

you know this matpat video? yeah you probably do. (before you click read more, watch it)

anyways, i have decided that it is outdated, since it is from the far past (2017)

so, i give to you, my modernized rendition of this theory, and a shit ton of math to go with it. enjoy.

here we go.

there are now 277 Spongebob episodes, so 277 x 1,320 = 365640

The bee movie is still gonna be the same length, so I copied Matpat here, so 7136 seconds OR 7136 x 365,640, which equals 2,609,207,040 seconds (holy shit)

as of today, (February 14th, 2023 (happy valentines day,)) there are 740 episodes of the Simpsons, so i did the math (740 x 2145)

meaning that there are 1,587,300 (approximately 1.5 million words) in total.

SO. THAT MEANS 1,587,300 TIMES EVERYTHING ELSE WE GOT HERE.

i am just now realizing this is gonna take ages but oh well

now it's time for every video uploaded to youtube.

so there are a LOT more videos on youtube now. (We aren't gonna count youtube shorts because hell no)

hours per minute (500) x the amount of mins in a year (525600) x the amount of years youtube has been alive (18 years. (also it turns out youtube's anniversary is today, so happy birthday youtube! :D))

so 500 x 525,600 x 18 = 4,730,400,000 hours of content. holy shit. why am i doing this.

alright, we're getting close to the end. ITS TOY STORY TIIIMEE and i am NOT counting toy story four because the meme strictly says TRILOGY.

also i am lazy.

4 hours, 36 minutes (or 16,561 seconds) 84.6% of the time, the color green is on the screen, so that means 16,561 x 84.6% = 14,011 seconds with green. (you most likely already knew this because you probably already watched the video)

matpat did the math for me here so i know that there are 34,085 syllables in the ice age pentolagy.

RECAP TIME: 365,640 seconds of spongebob x 7,136 seconds of bees x 1,587,300 simpson vowels x 4,730,400,000 hours of youtube x 14,011 seconds of green in the toy story trilogy x 34,085 syllables in the ice age pentolagy

converted into seconds: (vowels and syllables not included)

(the youtube time was very hard to calculate.)

4,730,400,000 = 149 years, 10 months and 25 days

149 years first. there are 365 days in a year so 365 x 149 = 54,385 days. 86400 seconds in a day, so 86,400 x 54,385 = 4,698,864,000 seconds (oh boy.)

the 10 months come next. there are 304.167 days in 10 months so 304.167 x 86400 seconds in a day = 26,280,028.8 seconds in total

2,160,000 seconds are in 25 days

2,160,000 + 26,280,028.8 + 4,698,864,000 = 4,727,304,028.8 seconds in total.

meaning our whole total (finally) will be the result of:

365,640 x 7,136 x 1,587,300 x 4,727,304,028.8 x 14,011 x 34,085

now. the moment you all have been waiting for. the answer. the answer that might break my computer.

im gonna do this bit by bit

365,640 x 7,136 = 2,609,207,040

2,609,207,040 x 1,587,300 = 4,141,594,334,592,000

4,141,594,334,592,000 x 4,727,304,028.8 = 19,578,575,583,572,016,804,249,600 (holy sweet mother of jesus.)

19,578,575,583,572,016,804,249,600 x 14,011 = 274,315,422,501,427,527,444,341,145,600 (WE'RE ALMOST DONE I PROMISE.)

274,315,422,501,427,527,444,341,145,600 x 34,085 = A WHOPPING 9,350,041,175,961,157,272,940,367,947,776,000 SECONDS.

9,350,041,175,961,157,272,940,367,947,776,000 seconds in total

aka: a LOT.

if you convert it into hours (which im too tired and lazy to do, since ive literally spent an hour on this. also none of the calculator sites on my computer even support the equation) please let me know

in conclusion, NEVER AGAIN. also happy birthday youtube yadda yadda yadda

in all seriousness, this was very fun. also very stressful. hope you enjoyed whatever this is

[thegoopershome]

Future predictions!

2025 we get laser, the ones you see in movies, the pew pew weapon lasers

2038 we find silicon based life forms  12,263 meters below the earths surface and they get an appetite for human babies

2047 robot apocalypse

late 2047 robot apocalypse cancelled

2076 Deja Vu

2089 the French win world war 4 and take over USA, the majority of the world now speaks French

2090, October 7th, hour 4, minute 28, second 59 the messiah is concieved

2091, July 7th, hour 4, minute 28, second 59 the messiah is still born, the world starts a grieving that should last for centuries

2091 ICE CREAM PARTY FOR EVERYONE 🎉 🍦

2131 the blood cult running the British government reveal themselves to the world, no one is fazed

2145 Deja vu

2169 all hail Amazon our eternal overlord and saviour, praise be Jeff bezos for he and his brand shall never die

2189 a man with horrible deformities is born, he can only be described has looking like a crab/being exactly like a crab but made of human skin and bone, a sex cult based on carcinisation is formed, determined to worship the start of humanity’s perfect form, and launch humanity into an eternal age of ruling the cosmos as gods

2200 Amazon changes name to Mega corp

38092 the last trace of humanity has finally decayed, the planet, stained with blood is empty, with but one creature, the vole, surviving in the wasteland on the remaining nutrients scattered across plains. Humanity or anything that came from it is gone, no descendants, no robots, all dust, scattered across countless worlds.

38093 ICE CREAM PARTY FOR EVERYONE!!!! 🎉 YAY 🍦 YAY

[syn-ch]

food log #0001 11/06/24

goals:

· complete 18-hour fast; success

· don't finish fast so eagerly; success

· eat small portions; success

18-hour dirty fast, start: 10/06/24 2300 hours

0900 hours:

· adult multivitamin gummy

· monster energy ultra, mango fiesta

1720 hours:

18-hour dirty fast, end: 11/06/24

· watermelon

· bacon mac and cheese

· adult multivitamin gummy

2145 hours:

· slice of apple pie w/ ice cream

☆ * . .

i'm not counting cals because

1. i literally can't count everything i eat, i'm currently living in a youth crisis residential place, and they'll try to put a stop to what i'm doing

2. it stresses me out and leads me to overeat or, worse. binge. so i'm doing what works for me.

[nightbringer24]

Double checked, because @necromanticowboy's question got me curious: Old World is 2276 Imperial Calender (IC), which is 131 years after the end of the last Vampire Wars and the destruction of Manfred von Carstein at the Battle of Hel Fenn in 2145 IC.

[sskk-ao3feed]

Freefall in Love

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/wTJuHZD by Sphinx8766 Modern day descendants of Atsushi Nakahara (Nakajima) find the journal that belonged to their great great grandfather that lived in the late 1800s, and they are curious about how they've never heard of this man, it results in them reading the journal that seemingly appeared in the attic and find out much more than they planned to in the beginning. Words: 2145, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: M/M, Multi Characters: Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Fukuzawa Yukichi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Port Mafia Ensemble (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Oda Sakunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Ozaki Kouyou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Izumi Kyouka (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Gin, Sakaguchi Ango (Bungou Stray Dogs), Mori Ougai (Bungou Stray Dogs), Hirotsu Ryuurou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Elise (Bungou Stray Dogs), Tanizaki Junichirou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Paul Verlaine (Bungou Stray Dogs), Miyazawa Kenji (Bungou Stray Dogs), Adam Frankenstein (Bungou Stray Dogs), Armed Detective Agency and Port Mafia Ensembles (Bungou Stray Dogs), Professor N (Bungou Stray Dogs), Arthur Rimbaud (Bungou Stray Dogs), Albatross (Bungou Stray Dogs), Ice Man (Bungou Stray Dogs), Doc (Bungou Stray Dogs), Lippmann (Bungou Stray Dogs), Piano Man (Bungou Stray Dogs), Yuan (Bungou Stray Dogs), Shirase (Bungou Stray Dogs) Relationships: Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Ozaki Kouyou (Bungou Stray Dogs)/Original Male Character(s), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke & Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu & Mori Ougai (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya & Ozaki Kouyou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke/Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu & Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Sakaguchi Ango (Bungou Stray Dogs)/Reader, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke & Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu & Oda Sakunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Oda Sakunosuke & Sakaguchi Ango (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya & Oda Sakunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Armed Detective Agency Ensemble & Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Flags Ensemble & Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Victorian, Nakahara Chuuya Is So Done (Bungou Stray Dogs), Teenage Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Caring Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), POV Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Top Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Married Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu is a Mess (Bungou Stray Dogs), Bottom Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Chuuya adopts Akutagawa & Atsushi, Odasaku is alive, Lots of Angst, Nakahara Chuuya Angst (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai-Typical Suicide Mentions (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya is Good With Kids (Bungou Stray Dogs), the FLAGS are alive, Slow Romance, Lippman is proud of Chuuya, Armed Detective Agency Member Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/wTJuHZD

[cosmicfocus]

The Tarantula

😮 The Tarantula Nebula and part of the Large Magellanic Cloud. #astronomy

A Nebula in Dorado NGC 2070, Caldwell 103 Image exposure: 75 minutesImage size: 2.12 º x 1.41ºImage date: 2022-09-25 Most of what you see in this image, including the Tarantula Nebula, belongs to another galaxy, the Large Magellanic Cloud (LMC), which is a satellite galaxy of the Milky Way galaxy. It is located around 160,000 light years away. The Tarantula Nebula is huge. 😮 It would dwarf…

[fromcrossroadstoking]

Sisk and the Orphanage

Part 8 of Welcome to the 5061st

This bit is really just Sisk and some cuteness. Because those two things go hand in hand.

Tags: @gottapenny @itisjustmethistime @indigosandviolets @scarecrowmax 

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September 2nd, 0900

Sisk weaved his way through the crowd of children that had taken over the 5061st.The gaggle of kids had been bused in from the nearby orphanage for inoculations. They had quickly made themselves at home, running between the tents and vehicles and people, giggling in delight, and stealing everyone`s hearts. One kid bumped into Sisk`s leg, dropping the small wooden horse he had been holding. Sisk bent down, picked it up, and handed it back to the kid with a smile. The kid gave him a shy smile and took off running again. Sisk shook his head and continued on to see his two favorite cooks.

September 2nd, 0905

Grant and Talbert were busy busting their asses trying to come up with some kind of special dinner for the 5061st`s tiny guests. As Sisk walked in, the two cooks were bent over a pot, frowning at the lumpy orange mixture inside as Grant stirred it.

"Hey, what`s that supposed to be?" Sisk gestured towards the pot as he jumped up and took a seat on the table.

"Hopefully? Mac and cheese," Grant answered as he turned and looked at Sisk, "And get your ass off the table."

"Why? I`m sure Lieb`s ass has been on here plenty of times."

Sisk`s comment earned a fit of laughter from Talbert and a dirty look from Grant. Sisk smirked as he decided to get to the reason he had come for a visit in the first place.

"Anyway, I`m here with a complaint."

"Oh yeah, and whats that?"

"You're making a special meal for the kids from the orphanage but you never make us special meals. Just potatoes. Over and over. And over."

"They're orphans, Sisk. Least we could do was try to make them some good ol' mac and cheese."

Sisk pouted at that, "Well, I`m an orphan. And a draftee. And shouldn't an orphan draftee get a double special meal?" Sisk gave Grant the best puppy eyes he could.

"Don`t joke about being an orphan. That`s fucked up."

"Ain`t joking."

Grant shot a look at Sisk and then looked over at Talbert questioningly. Talbert nodded in confirmation.

"Fuck, Sisk, sorry. I didn't know."

Sisk shrugged it off. Being an orphan wasn't something he went around bragging about. Not many people on the base knew - just Tab, Lieb, Winters, and now Grant.

"Alright, look, your birthday is coming up in a couple days right? So, Tab and I will make you a double special meal then, ok?"

"If you're going to do it on my birthday, shouldn't it be a triple special meal?"

Grant let out an exasperated sigh, "Alright, it`ll be a triple special meal. Now get your ass off my table and get out of here, will ya?"

September 2nd, 1700

Sisk managed to nab some of the mac and cheese for himself and settled at a table in the far corner of the mess tent. Talbert and Grant had complained that Army cheese didn't melt properly and from the looks of it, they were right. Parts of it were downright watery while other parts had somehow remained lumpy. Sisk frowned and poked at his meal with his fork.

"How ya doin', Skinny?"

Sisk looked up as Father Powers sat down across from him.

"I`m alright, Shifty, how you been?"

Sisk mentally kicked himself at the slip up. He and Shifty had met several years before Shifty took his vows and although he was doing his best to call him by his new title instead of his old nickname, he still messed up from time to time. Shifty never minded and never said a word about it. (Honestly, he really missed everyone calling him Shifty.)

"Oh, I`m doin' quite alright. Bit worried about the kids though. The orphanage has got a real bad leak in the roof now, ya know, real bad. An' I was hopin' you might be able to use your handyman skills an' take a look at it, maybe fix it up. Me an' the kids would really appreciate it if ya could."

Sisk smiled at his old friend and nodded, "No problem."

September 3rd, 0800

Sisk wasn't sure what he expected when he arrived at the orphanage, but it wasn't this. The place was little more than a couple of small rundown buildings. The area around the buildings was mostly dirt and there was a well for water that looked about half a second from falling to pieces.

"Shif - Father, I thought you said just the roof needed fixing?"

"Aw now, don`t go worryin' about the other stuff. It needs a lot more work than just one man can handle. Just need ya to fix the roof an' keep the kids from drownin'." Shifty gave Sisk his signature sweet smile and led him to the nearest building.

September 3rd, 0845

It hardly took long for Sisk to fix the problem. He smiled up at his patch job with pride - he had always been good with his hands and it felt damn good to do something other than work on ambulances and jeeps for once.

Wiping his hand on his pants, he took a look around. From the looks of it, the building could comfortably sleep a family of four, but Sisk counted at least thirteen bedrolls. 

There was also a leaky faucet, dirt floor, broken windows, a door that didn't quite close right, and a whole bunch of other problems he had spotted outside. The place needed work. A lot of it. And Shifty was right, it was way more than one person could handle. 

September 4th, 0730

"Fuck, Sisk, this place is a dump."

"Watch your language around the kids. And that`s why we`re here. We`re gonna fix it up."

"Skinny, we get one day off a week. This is going to take years."

"Guess we better get moving then."

Sisk had forcibly recruited Liebgott, Babe, Lipton, and Talbert for help with the orphanage. After what Sisk saw, he couldn't stop thinking about it and knew that there was no way in good conscience he could leave it like that. And so that was how they had all ended up here on their one day off. Thankfully, Lipton took charge and started assigning jobs before Liebgott and Babe could do anymore whining.

September 4th, 2100

It had taken the five of them all day but the crumbling well, the leaky faucet, the crooked door, and broken windows had all been fixed. They even manged to install a makeshift plywood floor inside the buildings.

There were still walls to patch and a garden to expand. They had also at some point decided that they wanted to put in a basketball hoop and build some bunk beds. But all of that would have to wait until their next day off. Really, it was going to take a few days off before the place looked how they wanted. But by the end of their very long, tiresome day, they were all very much invested in their newfound project.

All the kids lined up, cheered, and waved goodbye as the worn out group climbed back in their jeeps and headed back to the base. Not even Liebgott uttered a single complaint.

September 4th, 2145

"Hey Sisk! Sisk!"

Sisk stopped in his tracks and turned towards the familiar voice shouting at him.

"Yeah?" Sisk mustered the energy to shout back.

"Get your ass over here!"

Letting out a groan, he dragged his feet towards Grant, who was waiting impatiently in the doorway to the kitchen area.

"Took you long off enough. Come on." Grant placed a hand on Sisk`s shoulder and guided him inside.

Sisk`s feet stopped in place when he saw what was on the table in front of him.

"Is that...?"

"Damn right. You`re triple special meal. Happy birthday kid." Grant smiled and patted him on the back.

Sisk couldn't sit down and start eating fast enough.

"This is real steak?!"

"Real steak and real eggs. And real ice cream for dessert." Grant was practically beaming with pride.

"How?! We haven't had real steak or eggs or ice cream since we left the states!"

"I have my ways."

On any other day, Sisk might have tried to pry in to what those ways were but right now he only cared about the food on the plate in front of him.

September 28th, 1300

It had taken a few weeks but the group had finally fixed up the orphanage to their satisfaction.

Liebgott and Babe were currently teaching some of the kids how to play basketball. Talbert was playing tag and Lipton was deeply invested in a game of hide and seek.

Skinny and Shifty sat in the shade of a tree watching the kids (and adults) running around.

"Cant thank you enough for this Skinny. You gone and done somethin' real good here, ya know."

Sisk shrugged, "Wasn't just me."

"No, I reckon not but you got the others here. Ain`t no one here gonna forget what you done."

The two men exchanged a smile and Father Powers patted Skinny on the knee, "Now come on, I think Tab and Babe might be needin' some backup on the court."

Sisk snorted and watched as a herd of children shrieking with laughter attempted to climb Tab and Babe like they were their own personal jungle gyms.

"Yeah, looks like you're right."

Sisk stood up and followed his friend towards the chaos, a smile of genuine happiness on his face. (Who would have thought such a thing was possible in the middle of a war?)

[ao3feedquakerider]

Special Menu Items

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by grassangel

a ficlet inspired by MPQ's Gwen Prix node "Board Shake with Fries"

or

Welcome to the Shield & Calvary Diner, where Daisy doesn't mind the teenage customers - it's the dads that are trouble.

Words: 2145, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 14 of Five sentence fic and other short formats

Fandoms: Marvel Puzzle Quest (Video Game), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, Gen, F/M

Characters: Bruce Banner, Thanos (Marvel), Gamora (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Tony Stark, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Robbie Reyes, Skye | Daisy Johnson

Relationships: Nebula & Tony Stark, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel)/Gamora, Skye | Daisy Johnson/Robbie Reyes

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Diners, Alternate Universe - Human, Inspired by Fanfiction, Crack Treated Seriously, Foster Parents, Fast Food, Cheeseburgers, Ice Cream, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Not Beta Read

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[sunnyie-eve]

Part 9 - Hodu L'adonai

Series: Weak Spot | Hunters

Word count: 2145

Warnings: Language

Last | Next

"According to his file, Timothy Randall lives with someone named Una Randall." Lonny says handing me my gun as he fixes his. "If shits going down today, you really think we're gonna find some guy whose nickname is The fucking Ghost? Holed up in some lily-white suburb ripping silent-but-deadliest in his fucking La-Z-Boy?" Jonah asks looking through the binoculars. "Eichmann wasn't in some Argentinian mansion. When they found him, he was working in a factory, living in a shack." Joe let's him him. "Oh, shit, we have movement. Yep, probably our girl Una. Mid to late 50s, blond. Looks like it could be his daughter. Either that, or Cheryl Ladd's stand in." Jonah says making Lonny look. "Actually, Cheryl Ladd's stand in has tits like vanilla ice cream. And I know... cause I had two scoops." Lonny says making me roll my eyes. "Let's go find The fucking Ghost."

Creeping through the house with our guns at ready, me, Lonny, and Joe make it to a floor where we hear a noise. "Yeah, I'm not going first." Lonny says and I step forward before Joe can. In the room we find a man hooked up to a life support machine. "What the fuck?" Lonny whispers and I look at the medicine on the side. I pick one of the bottles and read the name and see Mann. The guy me and Ruth started to look into. "Doesn't look like him." Lonny puts the picture next to his face. "Dieter said they were working on something big. They made biological weapons at Edgewood. Maybe this guy is his test subject." Joe suggests. "No, he got plastic surgery. Look nine fingers." I say nodding towards his hand before slowly leaving the room to look around more.

"Don't fucking move!" I hear Jonah yell downstairs making me rush towards him and see the chick with a child. "Hey! Hey! Hey!" He yells at her as she runs out with the child. "What happened?" Joe asks rushing. "She has a fucking kid in her arms." Jonah tells him as he runs out. "What the fuck?" Loony tells him following Joe. "Before she showed up did you find anything?" I ask him. "A music box that has the same tune as the tapes from Holstedder's." He says going back to get it. "Okay, you take that. I'll run upstairs to get the pill bottles. I'll meet you guys outside." I say running up the stairs.

Back at Meyer's, Joe and Lonny tell him what we found while Jonah figures out the music box. I was in one of the extra bedrooms getting a few of my things to take home I left behind. While I was doing so I start to hear shout downstairs making me rush down. When I get to the bottom of the stairs I see the FBI and Meyer's men pointing guns at each other. "Stop! Stop! Stop!" Meyer yells at all of them and they put the guns down. Millie looks at Jonah then at me with a disappointment. "Now... What can I help you with?" Meyer asks her. "I have a warrant to search the premises." She shows us. "Right. Baruch haba." He tells her. "Fan out, upstairs, You're with me. I was really hoping I wouldn't see you here, Jonah and Leah." She tells her men what to do then shakes her head at me and Jonah.

Millie ends up wanting to see the attic so we all get in the elevator going up to see it. When we get there me and Jonah were surprised to see the ark as a normal attic that had caught fire. "This had to happen last night." I pull him down by his arm to whisper in his ear. Millie ends up arresting Meyer for the murder of Heinz Richter making Jonah go crazy. "This is fucking bullshit." He says as they all get in the elevator leaving. "The attack is planned tonight at Grand Central Station and now Meyer is arrested!" He shouts at me. "Jonah, we can do this." I step back giving him space. "My grandfather was just arrested LEAH!" I flinch at him yelling my name. "Let's just go get Murray and Mindy." I quietly say stepping back more. "I didn't mean to yell at you." He apologizes but I ignore it. When we get out we hurry over to Murray and Mindy's letting them know what's happening.

As the day turned to night me, Jonah, Lonny, and Murray head to Grand Central Station. I walk around listening to the guys talk about Meyer and the feds. Then Jonah and Murray start to talk about Meyer being his grandfather which I try not to listen to. "Fucking shit, Jonah." I say seeing the guy who shot Booty. "Son of a bitch." He says. "It's the guy that killed Booty. He's heading towards the train." Jonah tells all of us. "Lonny do you see him?" I ask watching the guy. "Where?" He asks us. "The subway, dammit!" Jonah curses running pass me. "Ugh, Jonah!" I shout running after him. "Wait!" Murray yells following us.

As we get to the waiting area I stand slightly closer to the dude while the other two are ways. "Downtown express train, wonder where he's headed." Jonah says way watching him. As the train arrives I get in behind the guy taking my earpiece out so I don't stand out. I walk a tiny ways from him watching him sit down taking his bag off. Secretly he chains the bag to the rail making me automatically know what in that bag. Before the doors close to leave, he gets off but I don't make it on time. "Where's his bag? Where's his bag?" I hear Murray as I put the earpiece back in. "Umm guys." I say looking at it. "We have a big problem." I say as a guy takes a seat next to it. "Hey, leave that alone" I say but he doesn't listen till Murray shows up. Inside the bag happens to be a bomb just like I guessed. Murray tries to diffuse it cutting two different wires but nothing happens.

"Murray, you can't diffuse. You already cut the wires that were supposed to stop it." I start to panic. "I'm gonna get the glory. I'm gonna get the broads. You two are going to get out." Murray tells us. "No, no, no, no. We not doing that. We are not leaving you." Jonah tells him. "Listen to me right now, you two hear me? Take everyone now, and you get them out of this car, you hear?" He tells us seriously. "Gam zu l'tovah." He tells us and I start to cry. "Fuck that. We're not leaving you." Jonah tells him. "This too, is for the good, Aaron." Murray says his son's name making me cry more. "Get out." He tells us again so Jonah starts to get everyone moving.

"Murray, please don't keep trying. It can't be stopped they are all dummy wires." I cry begging him. "Leah, come with." Jonah pulls me up dragging me with him pushing everyone out. "No, please." I cry as Jonah holds me in his arm tight still pointing his gun at everyone. "Murray please! Stop! Come over here! Please, I'm begging you!" I cry as people keep moving. Once they were all in the other train I see Murray put his hand out, "Thank you, lord." He says in Hebrew before the bomb went off. "MURRAY!" I scream as we get blown backwards.

"Mu-Murray. No...." I break down sitting up to see the train fucked up. "Leah." Jonah picks me up and I couldn't move, "Leah, we need to go now." He cups my face in his hands. Hold onto me tight." Jonah kisses me grabbing my hand. "He-Mu-Uh-Jon-I-De-Min-God..." I couldn't manage to speak anything right. As we get to the streets were people were rioting and looting like crazy. We both were so out of it as we made our way through the streets managing to avoid everyone around us. "Why didn't you save me?" Murray appears. "You did this to me!" Booty appears. "It's your fault." Ruth was last and I guess me and Jonah were imagining the same thing based on how we were acting. "Why can we see them?" I ask crying as I held his hand tight as we ran away. "I don't know." He panics as we run all the way to Meyer's.

When we get to Meyer's we burst through the door panting. "Jonah, Leah." Mindy calls us and I let all my tears out again. "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He tells her and I let go of his hand walking up to her. "No." Her eyes start to tear up as I wrap my arms around her. "Oh. Oh, no." She sobs with me. We stay like this for awhile till Meyer takes my place and Jonah pulls me into his chest. "Let it out." He whispers rubbing my back and I continue to let it all out. "I know." He kiss the top of my head holding me up from falling to my knees.

~

"Today... we too, are in total darkness, because Murray was our light. It's no secret that in the shadows of the Shoah, Murray turned away from God, he asked How can God exist? The irony is that the answer to the question is Murray." The Rabbi starts off and Joe holds my hand as I start to tear up again. "A man like this is the greatest evidence of Hashem. Not the burning bush, not the great leviathan, but a man who ushered others to safety during the subway accident last night." I close my eyes resting my head on Lonny's shoulder picturing Murray. "A man who came to my office last year, unbeknownst to Mindy, and as his final gift to his faithful wife said, Rabbi, when she's finally succeeded in nagging me to death, I want the service in shul. I want a Jewish ceremony. Not because I believe in him, but because I believe in her. Now, forever, let us believe in Murray for because we have known Murray, we will forever know the light." The Rabbi says as Mindy goes up.

Back at the Markowitz place, Jonah stays by my side as I stare at the wall. "I should have stayed with him. I keep losing everyone." Tears roll down my face. "You still have Mindy and me." He takes my hand but I don't look at him. "For how long though?" I look up at him but he can't answer me. "Jonah, Leah. My mother wants to talk to you two." Amy walks up to us. "She's in the bedroom." Any says letting us go find her. "Amy said you wanted to see us." Jonah opens the door still holding my hand and she nods her head. Jonah and me repeat over and over that we should have stayed with Murray, but she's says no over and over. "It's just, um... I've been trying to picture his final moment. And I just... I need to know. Was he... he afraid?" She asks holding our hands. "No he kept saying that everything would be okay." I force a smile. " He sounded like he really meant it." Jonah tells her.

"He said something in Hebrew." Jonah tells her. "Oh, in Hebrew?" She asks. "Hodu L'adonai." I squeeze her hand. She starts to repeat it breaking down falling into the bed. "I'm sorry." Jonah says rushing out of the room and I sit next to her in the bed, "He's in a good place with Aaron now, Mindy." I cry holding her hand. "I'll go get Amy." I kiss her cheek before leaving the room. "Amy, she really needs you right now. I told her his last words were Hodu L'adonai." My voice cracks. "Oh, Leah." She places her hand on my shoulder before rushing to her mother while I run outside for air. "Leah, what if I loss you at some point?" Jonah walks up to me. "I've thought same thing about you in multiple ways." He grabs my face placing his lips on mine.

[avengerscompound]

The Five Stages - 3. Bargaining, 4. Depression

The Five Stages: An Iron Man Fanfic

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Buy me a coffee with Ko-fi Word Count: 2145

Pairing:  Tony Stark x F!Reader

Warnings:  Age difference (not used as a kink), Drama, Angst, pregnancy

Synopsis:  Tony tries to deal with the fact he has a pregnant girlfriend and a pregnant daughter by throwing money at the problem.

3. Bargaining, 4. Depression

Watching Tony trying to balance you and your pregnancy and the fact he also was getting to know his daughter, would have been funny if you weren’t directly involved in that balancing act.  It wouldn’t even be so bad if his daughter wasn’t also your age and pregnant.  But she was and everything just felt awkward and difficult.

You tried very hard to be patient with everything.  Him, her, yourself.  But it was like everything that was involved with you was now just a side project.  Which was particularly painful after your first ultrasound.

Tony was right there by your side, holding your hand. Because of how early in the pregnancy it was they were doing an internal and you pulled a face and squeezed his hand as the tech moved the wand around inside you looking for the little flutter of life that was your baby.

She found it alright.  Boy, did she find it.  “Well, would you look at this.”  She says moving the wand around.  “Do you see this little flutter here?”

You and Tony look at the flickering black and white image in the mix of weird shapes and smudges on the screen.  “Is that the heartbeat?”  Tony asks.

“That’s right.”  The tech replies.   Tony’s hand squeezes around yours and the biggest smile breaks out on his face, making his eyes crinkle at the corners.   ��And over here, is the heartbeat of baby number two.”

It felt like time stops.  You stare at the screen for what you were sure is an eternity but was really just a split second.  “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me?”  You groan letting your head fall back on the table.

After your appointment, you and Tony walk back to his car and he swings his arm around your shoulders.  “Think you might be able to stop speaking things into reality, honey?”  He teases.

You groan and run your hands down your face.  “Oh god, what if she is married to one of my exes?”

Tony starts laughing as he hits the unlock button on the red Tesla Roadster and opens the door for you.  You smack his ass as you slide into the bucket seat and he goes around to the other side of the car and jumps in over the door.  “Shall we see?”  He asks getting out his phone and searching the internet.  He flicks up a screen so it projected against the windscreen of the Tesla.  “Says here that Sarah Waker married David Lee in a small ceremony in Westchester two years ago.  Kept her own name I see.”  He muses.  “Here are some wedding photos.  You know that guy?”

You narrow your eyes and peer at the screen.  “No.  I don’t know him.”

He closes everything up and starts the car.  “Alright then.  So relax.  Shall we go check out some kinda baby emporium or bazaar and try and plan for twins?”

You nod slowly.  “Yeah.  Okay.”

“Twins for crying out loud.  You don’t do anything by halves do you?”  He teases as he pulled the car out of the street.

“God, Tony.”  You groan.  “How are we even going to do this?  You’re like a million years old.”

He starts to silently laugh, pursing his lips as his eyes glittered.  “You are a real little shit, you know that?”

“Yeah, but you love me.”  You tease.

He leans over and quickly pecks you on top of the head.  “Lucky for you.”

For the next week or so Tony went about hiring contractors to remodel the penthouse to there was a nursery right off the master bedroom.  At the end of the day, he would sit with you on the couch while you ate, going through ridiculously expensive baby furniture and potential artists to paint a mural on the wall.  There was a little print off of the scan with the two little peanut shaped blobs stuck to the fridge and you keep catching him staring at it and just after he’d come to you with some new expensive thing he thought he should pay for.  He even brought up schools more than once.

Then he went to a doctors appointment with Sarah.  She invited him to come to make him feel involved.  Or so she said.  You spent the day working in the lab and when you finished for the day he still wasn’t home.  You ordered food in and ate it while watching TV waiting for him.  He got home at around nine beaming.  “Sorry I’m late, dear.”  He says, flopping on the couch beside you and putting his feet on the coffee table.  “I took her shopping after.  All her baby things were second hand and I can’t have a grandson of mine without the best.”  He stole a cookie from the plate you had.  “Then I had dinner with her and David.”

You tense up a little at the mention of him shopping.  Ever since you had met her, you had this feeling that she was after his money and she was so cold to you because you were getting in the way of it.  You tried to shrug it off though.  It was his daughter after all and you couldn’t get in the way of it.  Nor did you want to.  “It’s fine.  I learned how to use the internet to order food a long time ago.”

He pats your knee.  “You know you can get FRIDAY to do it for you, right?”

You laugh and clutch your head in mock frustration.  “Damnit!  I was trying to show off!”

Tony joins in your laughter and pulls out his wallet and opens it up.  He slides out another ultrasound print out.  “Look at this.”  He says holding it out to you.  “It’s an actual baby shape.  Head and legs.  Little hands.  It’s all built just doing the last bit of coding.”

You chuckle at his use of words as you look at the black and white picture.  It does look like a baby.  Especially compared to the weird blob shapes that are the twins.  You didn't think it is possible for a trip to a doctors appointment with Sarah could eclipse the fact he just found out he is going to have twins a week and a half ago.  But here it is.  Her baby looked like a baby.  It's a real recognizable thing.  Whereas yours are this abstract concept still.  You aren't even showing yet.  Just puking your guts out for half the day.

“That’s your grandkid.”  You say touching the picture.  “You’re going to be a grandfather.”

“I know.  And you know what’s weird?  I’m scared of so much stuff right now.  Being a bad dad.  Not being able to fix this with Sarah.  Somehow doing something that messes us up.  But the grandpa bit, not a big deal at all.  You get to spoil your grandkids right?  Buy them the toys their parents said they couldn’t have.  Give them ice cream for dinner before sending them home.  I can do that.  That’s easy.”

You turn yourself toward him and run your hand down his neck.  “I love you so much, you know?”

He smiles and shakes his head.  “Alright, no need to get sappy.”  He replies and leans in and kisses you.

That is how he balances things though.  He’d spends way too much time and money on one of you, then suddenly switches to the other.  You start to worry constantly about him.  About what he's thinking is necessary to be a suitable father figure.  You keep telling him he doesn't need to buy your love.  That he has it.  That the babies will love him regardless as long as he's there.  He can't seem to stop.  Work starts on the nursery.  He hires an artist to paint a mural.  He's designing tech to monitor breathing so he knew when they were going to wake up before it happened.  He even donates a library to a school to ensure they’d get it.  He keeps buying toys and clothes.  It isn't just for the twins though.  He brings things for you home regularly too.  He keeps asking you if there was more he can do.  Did you want to get massages?  Go to a spa?  Get your hair done?

For everything he is doing here for you it was more so with Sarah.  To the point, they started house shopping.  You tried not to question it, despite how uncomfortable it made you feel but the one time you do he said he missed out on so much that he owed her.

You and Sarah are not exactly getting along either.  It's uncomfortable and awkward being around her.  It makes you feel every second of the age difference between you and Tony when she's there.  Not to mention she always speaks to you tersely, like you aren't welcome.  Which makes you, in turn, speak to her that way.

So it isn’t a balancing act Tony was performing.  It was a wildly swinging pendulum of trying to keep people happy around him by trying to buy their happiness.

That's until you wake one night to find the bed empty.  You're now 16 weeks pregnant and having to see the doctor regularly because having twins is high risk.  You had found out they were identical which upped the risk again.  Things were going fine though.  They were both growing at a fairly consistent rate.  You were still working, but making sure to take it easy and not stay late.  Sarah was coming up to her due date and really the baby could come at any time.

You get up and put on a robe, heading to the elevator and catching it to the engineering lab.  Tony is right where you had thought he’d be.  Working on another Iron Suit.  Hyper Focused.  But the stress is showing on his features.  You approach him slowly and wrap your arms around his waist from behind.   “Couldn’t sleep, old man?”

He doesn’t say anything for the longest time, just continues to work until he sighs and turns in your arms.  He hides his face in your chest and his hands run over the slight swell of your belly.  “I can’t do this.  I don’t know how to do this.  I’m trying.  But how can I make up for all that lost time?  And how can I be the father I need to be to these two when I am such a fucking mess?  They’re gonna have a sister they barely know because you can’t be in the same room as her.  They’re gonna have a nephew that’s older than them.  I’ve fucked up so many things in my life and this just feels like the worst one.  Normally I can fix it.  I go to the lab.  I spend some money.  Not everything, but a lot of things that’s all I need to do.  But this, this is so messed up and I’ve got no idea how to fix it.”

Your arms tighten around him and you bury your face in his neck.  “This isn’t a money problem, Tony.  You can’t just buy her love and I’m worried about you.  I’m worried you keep throwing all this cash at her and that’s all she wants.”

He shakes his head.  “I don’t care about the money.  I have money.  She can have as much as she likes, I’ll make more.  I wish it was money.  She’s like you.  You know that?  Just keeps saying I don’t have to, it’s too much.  She doesn’t need it.  But if I’d gotten to raise her, you don’t think I wouldn’t have bought her everything?”

You start to cry.  The weight of the pain he's carrying suddenly bears down on you.  It has never once occurred to you, that with all the concerns you have about him being used, that you are the problem here.  Or at least a big part of it.

“I’m sorry, Tony.”  You whisper against his skin.  “I’ll fix this okay?”

He lets out a short laugh.  “Alright, dear.  Whatever you say.”

“I will. Or at least, I’ll make friends.  I shouldn’t have been making it worse like that.”  You insist.

He looks up at you and cups your chin.  “I sometimes wonder what I did to deserve you.”

You shake your head.  “From the sounds of it something pretty terrible.  You better pick up the act there, pal.”

He laughs and pulls you into a kiss.  It's hard and passionate, but you feel every ounce of the love he feels for you in it.  When he pulls apart he rests his forehead against yours.  “If you and Sarah could get along, it would really help.”

You give a small nod.  “I won’t let you down.”  Now you just have to think of a way to convince her of that too.

// NEXT

[ao3feedmcspirk]

by MissingTriforce

Bones hates alien libraries. They never do what a library’s supposed to. I.e. lend you books. They always do crazy shit, like transport you to strange historical periods that involve an inappropriate amount of ice and snow. And no magic. He takes one step and feels suffocated.

A fantasy PWP retelling of “All Our Yesterdays” where Spock is half-dragon, Bones is a selkie, and Kirk is a fairy prince. No, really.

Words: 2145, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Trek: The Original Series

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Spock (Star Trek), James T. Kirk, Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Zarabeth (Star Trek)

Relationships: James T. Kirk/Leonard "Bones" McCoy/Spock, Spock/Zarabeth (Star Trek), Leonard "Bones" McCoy/Spock

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fairy Tale Elements, Kirk is a Fairy Prince, Spock is half-dragon, Bones is a selkie, Dubious Consent, Consensual Non-Consent, Episode: s03e23 All Our Yesterdays, Roughness, Rough Sex, Vaginal Sex, Large Cock, Magic Cock, Animalistic, Animal Instincts, Bondage, Rope Bondage, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

[ao3feed-victuuri]

I’ll be your safety, You’ll be my baby

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by Linisen

Victor and Yuuri fall in love working at an amusement park during the summer break before senior year in high school, but what will people think when they come back to school as a couple?

Words: 2145, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Katsuki Yuuri, Victor Nikiforov, Georgi Popovich, Mila Babicheva, Christophe Giacometti

Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, High School, Established Relationship, Dorks in Love, Anxiety, Fluff, Unsupportive Friends

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