#THAT IS MY CHIL THIS IS MY BABY RIGHT THERE

[ghostotosto]

i felt my heart shatter a million pieces when i saw him like that what the actual hell i am about to puke i love them all so much

[babyleostuff]

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞

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⦗💌 ⦘ it's no secret that the kwon siblings love to tease each other. but what happens when you come into play?

“stop touching my food!” soonyoung whined, as his sister quickly stole another piece of meat from his plate, giggling quietly. that had to be the third time she did that in the last five minutes, and hoshi was having none of that. “told you you shouldn’t have ordered that salad,” he muttered, looking at the last pieces of his favourite food on the nearly empty plate. 

“children, could you stop fighting for once and let us eat in peace?” his father chimed in. “we can’t take you out anywhere.” 

you, on the other hand, were too focused on your own food to notice the bickering that was happening right next to you. your day had been long and tiring, and this had to be your first meal of the day, so no one was really surprised that you were kind of in your own world at the moment. besides, at this point you were so used to the kwon siblings teasing each other that you stopped paying much attention to it. 

“it’s not my fault he’s being a chil- hey! why does she get to steal your food?” soonyoung’s sister asked indignantly, pointing her finger at you. “why are you not yelling at her, huh?” 

you quickly stopped in your tracks with your fork between yours and hoshi's plate with the last piece of his meat on it, and you could feel everyone's eyes on you without having to look up. “huh? what’s going on?” you asked, confused. sharing food in your relationship was normal, to be honest - you never fully ate whatever you ordered, you always shared it between each other, so why did you feel like you just committed a crime? 

“maybe because she’s my girlfriend, you moron,” soonyoung snickered, and moved his arm from the back of your chair to lay his hand on your thigh. “eat up, baby. don’t worry about her,” he said, and pecked your temple. 

his sister laughed bitterly, and set her fork down, clearly annoyed. “don’t worry about her? remember who’s the oldest here, kwon soonyoung.” 

your eyes wandered between the two with amusement, as you munched on the meat you just stole from soonyoung. it must have looked really funny from the perspective of the people sitting at the nearby tables - two adults shouting insults at each other like five-year-olds, but for you (less for their parents) this  was pure entertainment. 

your boyfriend and his sister were the epitome of a brother- sister dynamic. 

“oh my god, why are you so surprised i’m letting my literal girlfriend have my food?” he probably didn’t notice how his grip on you slightly tightened on the word “girlfriend”, but you couldn’t hide the small smile as he did that. it was cute how his body was unconsciously paying attention to you without him even knowing. “stop being a pain in the ass, and keep eating that grass or whatever that is.” 

“did you just rhyme ass with gra-?” 

“okay, you know what? you,” soonyoung’s mom pointed her fork at her daughter, “stop stealing his food. and you,” now she turned her head to her son, “have nothing left on that plate so leave, or keep your mouth zipped.” 

“but mom, it wasn’t me who started this!” 

yeah, the kwon family was a funny bunch, and you thanked your luckiest stars you could be a part of this beautiful mess.

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[cutiesgawr]

(🌊); FILLING YOU UP LIKE A WATER BUCKET!

(💧)chara.cters; Scaramouche, Childe, Alhaitham

(☄️) syno.psis; The boys fill your hole with their white sticky liquid !!! ><

(🦈)content. warning; breeding kink(childe), gn!reader, the word “hole” mentioned, rough sex, praise kink, degradation kink, soft sex, marking, unprotected sex, bondage, creampie, kinda soft!scara

(🌀)not.es; My first work post! I hope everyone enjoys this ^~^ not proof-read ! Probably grammar mistakes -#-

SCARAMOUCHE

Your chest goes up and down, your hands are bound behind your back. Your head is up as your eyes are focused on him, he smirks as he continues to move. His hips rolling into yours, in a slow pace. He doesn't say any words just groaning into your ear, he grips your hips. Grabbing a hold of it, you slowly move up and down wanting him to go faster. “Awh, do you want me to go faster, baby?” He says, smiling and grabbing your chin as he squeezed your cheeks and made you nod. “You do? Well, if you keep begging then maybe I will think about it” He says, you close your eyes and bite your lower lip. You open your mouth and you begin to beg. “PleAse! Scara~!” Scara smirks and looks down at you, you let out a hazy smile when he touches your cheek. He pats your cheek and you stick out your tongue, his finger lays on your tongue, you begin to suck. He moves and goes faster, his dick twitches in your hole. Your eyes roll back, your stomach curling, Scara lets out pants as his dick ramming deep inside of you. Oh how you love when his cock reached spots in you, you let out a rather loud moan when he hits that spot in you, your eyes widen. “AHhhH!~” Scara chuckles and goes faster, hitting that spot as you tighten around him, he bites his lower lip. He loves when you tighten around his dick, he loves your warmth. “Fuck, baby doll!” He groans, your binded hands grip at the sheets as you have an urge to grip at his shoulders. Your eyes roll back and you climax, Scara bites your neck and sucks on it, moving his hips faster. “Fuck!” He gasps, you can feel his dick pumping out his seed. He lets out a small whimper, scara glares down and sees some of his white seed slipping past his dick onto the sheets, he smirks and pulls out. Seeing the mess he made in you.

CHILDE

“Chil~de!” You moan out, he smirks and blows into your ear. “Doll, you’re so cute!” Childe chuckles into your ear as you whimper and bite your lower lip. Your sex was leaking out your pleasure, Childe brings his finger to your hole and rubs his finger over it. “Sweetie, now about you just ride me, I am sure that you can do it with ease!” Your face is flustered by his praise, your teeth chatter as shake. You can feel yourself about to climax already but you know that he won't you. “Don't worry, baby! You can cum all you want after I fill you up, sweets!” You nod your head and grip on his shoulders, you let out a deep breath and begin to ride. He licks at your shoulder, holding you close. Your legs shake in pleasure, his dick twitches in you. “Fuck— Sweetheart, lets have our own family!” He says, you blink and he pushes syou on the bed, bringing your legs up to his shoulders. “AHh!” You let out a loud moan which is soon followed by others, he throws his head back slightly. “Want to get you full, I don't think if you can or can't get pregnant, just want to full you up!” He growls, squeezing your hips as your tongue rolls out. “fuck! Fuck!” He says, he kisses you, sucking on your tongue. “I am going to fill you up so much, that it feels like your pregnant” he whispers in your ear, he clicks his tongue as you climax. He groans and closes his eyes, his dick pumps out his seed, filling you up. Was he right about you feeling so full with his seed? Hell yeah.

ALHAITHAM

“Althaitham~” you whine, your finger rubs at his tent. He sigjs and shakes his head. “Sweetie, please. I am busy.” He speaks, you pout and blow in his tent. He bites down on his lip to hold his moan. “Be patient” he says, gently patting your head and pushing you away. “But you’re so hard~” he sighs and grabs your wrist. Seems like your in it for now. “AHh!~ alhait—” you moan. “Shh, be quiet, can't believe your still begging..well, can't blame you, baby” he groans, sounds of clapping is heard very much, your hole twitches and you clench more harder around his dick, he groans and slaps your ass. “Ah!” You yelp, he groans and kisses your shoulder. Your hands are back and your wrists being held by him, he fucks you more faster. You blink away your tears of pleasure, your sex throbs. “Look at me.” He says, you whine and turn your head to look at his pretty face. Once you look at him, he grabs your chin and kisses you roughly. You moan into the kiss, he pushes you onto his desk. Your chest against it, he makes your ass more closer to his dick, holding you up. “Fuck, you feel so! Good girl/boy, you can be so impatient but, archons. Do I love you when you do it!” He groans, your head throws back, your eyes roll back to your head. “Mmh!” You climax, his nails dig into your skin. He pants into your ear, holding you as he reaches his high. Bid dick pumps out, you hear some of his seed softly dripping into the ground, you smile and oh how full you feel.

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[blogthebooklover]

30 Things I Learned As An Adult

In honor of me turning 30 in January, I’ve decided to write out a list of 30 things I learned as an adult.  Now, some of these worked for me through trial and error, while others did not.

1. Self Care Is Important

I cannot stress this enough.  We all need to practice self care, to take time for ourselves.  It takes baby steps to find a good self-care routine, and there’s plenty of online resources to find one to your tastes.  Remember it is all about trial and error, and don’t worry about perfecting it right away.  Research some different self care routines online as a starting point.

2. Read Books, Not Fanfiction

Okay, don’t get me wrong, I do love reading some good ole fanfiction, and current events.  However, definitely pick up a book once in a while.  Whether it’s a graphic novel, comics, manga, please develop a reading habit.  It definitely helped me out a lot as a former college dropout, there are reading lists on sites like Goodreads, here on Tumblr, even colleges have lists what books students are required to read.  And it does help with expanding your knowledge and vocabulary.  As I’ve previously said, I’m a former college dropout who’s currently back in school, however, developing a healthy reading habit is what kept me grounded.  If you need a starting point, I recommend reading a fiction book, preferably in the SciFi/Fantasy genre; or reread a book from your childhood.  Also, PLEASE GET A LIBRARY CARD!  You’ll definitely be saving a lot of money, and we need to support our public libraries now more than ever.

3. Say “No” More Often

If you don’t feel comfortable going out, or if your manager calls and asks to cover a shift, just say “no.”  Remember, you have the power to set boundaries, especially with family, friends, and work.  This correlates to number 1 on my list, self care is super important, and you cannot put your health at risk for anyone.  I’m going to repeat that last part: SELF CARE IS SUPER IMPORTANT, AND YOU CANNOT PUT YOUR HEALTH AT RISK FOR ANYONE!

4. Register To Vote, And Vote In Every Election

With politics being so polarized and divisive in the past decade, and the upcoming 2024 US Presidential Election, please register to vote.  And voter suppression has been very rampant in the past two, arguably three, decades.  To anyone about to turn 18 here in the US, please register to vote ASAP!  And vote in every goddamn election, both national and local.  I seriously cannot stress this enough.

5. Eat Healthy, No Seriously

I love some fast food once in a while now, however, please take some time to learn about healthy eating.  It will catch up with you in the future, and our US healthcare system is already fucked as all hell.  I know the rising costs of everything, including food, is insane right now; but please keep informed about how to prepare good healthy food.

6. Take Breaks From Current Events, Social Media, and the Internet

This also correlates with number one.  While it is very important to stay informed with what is happening in the world/country of origin; especially with the US Presidential Election year.  Remember, it’s okay to take breaks from reading too much news, and scrolling through social media feeds.  It really does have an effect on your mental health, and unfortunately too many people tend to fall down the conspiracy theory rabbit hole on all sides of the political spectrum.  To the teenagers and young adults, take breaks and focus on your mental health and well-being.  To the adults, read the previous sentence.  With everything so polarizing, take care of yourself first.  

7. High School Friends DO NOT LAST!

My friends from high school and early college years were definitely the “ride and die” type of  friends, metaphorically speaking.  If you have that one friend who was/is the “give the shirt off their back” type, check in on them once in a while.  However, with the former, just move on.  The friends I had in high school definitely had a lot of childhood trauma, and in one aspect, I’m glad that they were honest about it; it was/is a way to heal.  However, any “friend” who just doesn’t want to better themselves and use you for any convenience, DUMP THEM AND CUT OFF ALL CONTACT!  Remember just as you set boundaries with your toxic family members, and even for your job, you should do the same with friends.

8. Change Jobs, ASAP!

This is a very important one.  I didn’t really have a job as a teenager, I wanted to enjoy being a kid for a little longer, however, I did have an occasional babysitting job.  At 23 years old, I got a job at a fast food place.  While I do appreciate part of the experience, like how to use the “customer service” voice, however, any red flags that pop up in your head, change jobs, ASAP!  It was toxic, too political (for some weird reason) and a lot of drama (and not from the teenagers).  The grocery store I work at now does have its busy times, however, it’s much more calmer, and I don’t see too many “Karen” types. 

9. Declutter More Often

This is also a definite must as you get older.  Whatever you don’t need anymore, donate them.  Whatever is completely broken, throw it away!  Whatever it is that is in good condition, sell it or maybe give it to someone as a birthday/holiday present.  Any old makeup, throw it away!  It’ll help reduce the amount of clutter and mess.  If you need a starting point, I suggest the KonMari method.  It really did help me out a lot.

10.  Use A Planner

This is a life-and-time saver.  Write down any appointments, cleaning days, paydays, bill charges, etc.; into a physical planner.  If you’re in college, please use one!  And write down any assignments to work on/turn in BEFORE the deadline.  Also, anything important, put into your calendar app on your phone and laptop as a reminder.

11.  Have A Skin Care Routine

Okay, I know having a skin care routine isn’t for everyone, and we all have different reactions to skin care products; however, don’t be afraid to experiment with a good skin care routine.  In my early teen years, I used Proactiv skin care for my acne, and it helped out a lot.  Remember: cleanse, tone, any serum of your choice, and moisturize.  This also helps out if you don’t feel like jumping into the shower.  Also, use sunscreen, seriously.

12.  Don’t Get Married, Until You’re Ready

This is coming from someone who is single, lol.  If you plan on getting married to your romantic partner, I’m proud of you! Marriage is about communication, being honest, and doing equal amount of work (finances, household chores, etc.)  Save money if you’re planning for a wedding, or go to your local courthouse to get a marriage license if you don’t want the big, fancy reception.  

13.  Don’t Have Kids, Until You’re Ready

Again, this is coming from someone who is single and childless, lol.  Having kids is a lot of work: physically, mentally, emotionally, and financially.  Not everyone is capable of being a parent, and I have read PLENTY of posts on here and other websites about toxic parents/parenting styles.  Take time and think about if you’re ready to become a parent.

14.  Learn How To Budget Your Money

This is for anyone of any age out there.  Please learn how to budget your spending.  Look for stuff on sale or clearance, or cut back on certain types of spending. I know most people have no idea where to start, but there is! There’s some great websites and YouTube channels on how to budget your money. Another great tool to use are spreadsheets like Microsoft Excel or Google Sheets. I use a Google Sheet template to help track my spending and budget my finances. Also, if you have gift cards from your birthday/holidays/etc; definitely use them, you won't be breaking your bank account :). Also, definitely have some paper cash in your wallet for emergency use.     

15.  Open A Savings/Emergency Funds Account, ASAP!

This is a huge one to have as an adult, especially during the COVID-19 pandemic.  Anything left over from paying the bills, from a side hustle, or from your tax returns, put that into savings.  Certain banks will also have the option of creating “financial goals” in savings accounts; so I highly recommend using that as well.  This also correlates with number 14.  If you’re interested, open two or three savings accounts, the last one should only be for emergency funds.

16.  Get A Physical Hobby, AKA Exercise!

It doesn’t matter what type of exercise you do, please do it!  And for anyone who is physically disabled, there are modified options provided on YouTube.  We do lose certain motor functions as we age, so definitely pick an exercise that’s right for you, as they say. Even if it's just going outside for a walk for 30 minutes, please do some type of exercise.   

17.  Learn How To Meal Prep

It doesn’t have to be for every meal of every day, pick a meal you want to make and prepare ahead of time.  And prepare that meal the day before, so it will be on hand when you leave your house. There are some great videos on YouTube, and some ideas from Pinterest if you need a starting point.

18.  If You’re Able To, Go To The Dentist!

Seriously though, try and go for a checkup/teeth cleaning.  You’re only given one set of teeth after all your baby teeth fall out, and you need to take good care of them.  If you’re able to, or live near to one, local colleges have free cleanings through their dental training programs.   

19.  If Your Job Offers a 401K, GET ON IT NOW!

My old job at a fast food restaurant didn’t have retirement benefits, but my current grocery store job does.  I jumped on it right away, even if it’s not the job I want right now.  And it’s a good starting point to have some money saved up for retirement. If you leave the job that has a 401k, you can do what's called a rollover. This will put the money that was set into the first retirement fund into another one; you can do this with your bank or if your new job has a 401k.

20.  If You Don’t Have Health Insurance, Sign Up With The State, or Through Your Job.

In my experience, I have insurance through the state at the moment.  If your job offers health insurance as well, jump on it right away, even if it’s not the job you want, it’ll be a starting point that correlates with number 19.

21.  It’s Okay To Not Go To College

This is coming from someone who was a college dropout at 19, and currently back in school.  If you don’t feel ready to go to college, that’s okay too.  College is very expensive, especially here in the US, and not everyone can get a scholarship, even if they did apply for a lot of them.  Maybe get a part-time job or two (for some income), explore some hobbies you enjoy, and take some time to think about some goals.     

22. If You’re In College, It’s Okay To Stay At Home

Again, coming from a former college dropout, I stayed at home while attending a nearby community college in another state.  However, out-of-state tuition and housing is also very expensive.  If you have a good relationship with your parents, and if you’re going to school in-state, talk to them about staying home while going to school.  If you don’t, then talk to a trusted friend or family member about getting an apartment together that isn’t on-site housing while you’re attending school.

23. Watch Non-English Language Movies

If you’re a movie lover like me, take some time to watch some foreign language films once in a while; and I know we anime fans do, lol.  To be honest, it does get very boring watching English language films all the time, whether from the States, England, or Canada.  Watching foreign language movies will definitely help you to understand the world a lot better, if you don’t have the means for traveling yet; and they will help you to understand that no matter where we live, we all have similar issues, hopes, dreams, etc.  If you need a starting point, I recommend any of the Studio Ghibli movies, I would start with Kiki’s Delivery Service; or Guillermo del Toro’s Pan’s Labyrinth.  

24. SET BOUNDARIES

Remember: toxic family members and friends are not worth it.  You are worthy and valid for love and respect.  This correlates to number 7.  This is also very useful in the workplace.  

25. Express Yourself Through Fashion

Like everyone else, I feel most comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt myself; however sometimes I like to dress up just for fun, or to build up my self esteem and image.  This also helps when learning to pair an accessory with an outfit.  Play around with different color palettes and clothing styles, and find the one you feel the most “you.”  For example, I’ve always looked my best in jewel tones and a cooler color palette.  Read some fashion articles or watch some YouTube videos about how to pick out an outfit.

26. It Is Not Selfish To Prioritize Yourself

This correlates with number 3.  I have noticed it’s mostly a Western/American/Christian culture norm, we’re always told to take care of others before taking care of ourselves; or we’re selfish for prioritizing ourselves over others. It is not selfish, it is part of self care. Again, this is tied in with number 24.

27.   Failing and Making Mistakes Is Part of Growing

There is so much societal pressure on trying to be successful in life and work, especially in the Western/American hemisphere. However, making mistakes and failing at something is part of growing, and learning as an individual.

28. It's Okay to Not Have a Label to Define Yourself

Hear me out. I understand the use of labels in society and culture in general; everyone wants to belong somewhere and feel accepted. However, it is okay to not have a label to define who you are, and who you want/choose to be. Take all the time you need to figure out what's best for you. And sometimes people don't realize a label will fit them until they are much older in life. Or they couldn't at the time.

29. Don't Compare, You'll Get There

We are human, and we all have the tendency to compare ourselves to others. Unfortunately, this doesn't end after high school and college. And that needs to seriously change, especially in the Western/American hemisphere. Simply writing down "don't compare, you'll get there" is a great reminder to have for yourself. Everyone learns and grows at their own pace.

30. It Really Is The Little Things That Keep Us Going

When life seems to get too hard, it really is the little things that keep us going. Whether it is something as simple as someone holding a door open for you, or someone complimenting* you on your outfit or your work ethic; those moments are the ones that matter the most. Remember those moments, hold on to them.

[tallgirl14]

What if chilchuck joined Laios group when his kids were younge???

Chil: I need to grab something from my house

Marcille: we get to meet your family!?

Chil: NO! You're going to stay a couple of feet from my house while I run inside. I'll be in out and done.

Oh, and Marcille, keep your hood up. I don't want you scaring anyone

Outside his house, the party sees a little girl with dark hair playing, and chilchuck immediately picks her up and brings her inside

Marcille: "i didn't know he had a sister."

Senchi: "Didn't he say his dad died when he was young? That probably forced him to be the breadwinner of his family."

Laios: "That sounds about right from what I've read."

Inside the house, chilchuck puts down Fuler, and his wife turns around, surprise to see her husband back so soon

Bea: "Your back?? Did something happen?"

Chi: "Yes, and no, it's complicated. I'm ok. I just came to grab"

Fuler: "theres big people with daddy."

Bea: "What?" She moves to the windo and sees what looks to like 2 tall men and a dwarf

Chil pulls her from the window "where are the girls?"

Bea: " Meijacks at school and puck is still taking a nap"

Chil: " ok good" kiss his wife on cheek then runs to his office. " keep them inside until we're gone. This the party ive been working with that told you about There harmless, just weird

Backoutside party notices someone had come to the window and chilchuck quickly came over and shut the curtains

Senchi: " how many people are in his family do you know?

Laios: "no chil dosnet like to mix home and work because of how dangerous the work is.

Marille: but what if something were to happen how would his family know??

Laois: that's why he's made union to be the middle man they would pass word to his family. It makes since I've heard storied of angery party members going after family members so it makes since he wants us to keep our distance.

The group is distracted when they hear a small "hello" the look down to see lil half-foot maybe 3yr of age

Marcille squeals seeing how cute she is and she kneels down " HI, arnt you the cutes thing, do you live in that house?" She points and little girl nodded " im Puckpattie"

" it's nice to meet you, I'm Marcille this is senchi and Laios we work with your big brother." They notice she had confused expression but just as quickly as it came it left as she goes to pull something out of her pocket and hands it to marcille " here for you" marcille except excitedly sees the little half-foot has gifted her a pinecone with googly eyes "thank you!"

Up the road meijack is walking home from school when she noticed 3 Stanger infront of her house and a woman about to pick up her baby. Sister dread hit her and she takes off sprinting. Laios is the first to get hit by a flying school book at the back of his head and the group turns to see another halfLing this one looked to be and exact copy of chilchuck there was no question that they were related

Mei holding a big rock in one hand ready to throw: " don't touch her!"

Laios pust his hands up " it's ok were not here cause trouble"

Mei: " you brought trouble trying to take a kid that's not yours"

Marcille moves toward her " no I wasn't were here with your brother-"

Puckpattie runs over to meijack happily " your back" and hugs her leg but Mei dosnet take her eyes off the strangers " I don't have a brother"

Inside the house Fullertom looking out the windo and chilchuck yells at her to get away from the windo

Fuler wines " but why dose Mei and puck get to talk to your friends?"

Chil: "What??" And runs out of the house seeing his oldest armed with a rock holding her youngest "HEY"

Everyone turns to see chilchuck running towards them meijack looks confused " dad??"

Marcille knocking off her hood " your a Dad???"

Senchi: " he's s teen parent?!??!"

Meijack looks back now terrified seeing the woman she thought was trying to take her sister is an elf and throws the the rock hitting marcille.

Chilchuck grabes his meijack so she doesn't throws anything else. She looks up at her dad terrified" hey it ok it's ok." Meijacks: she an elf she was tried to take puck ."

Chil" he's harmless she's mostly nosey" Looks back at marcille " you ok? " she nods " just a scratch."

[fumifooms]

3 things: 1) i love the intensely deep posts you make about dungeon meshi, the characters, everything about it. thank you. 2) this means the wiki is immensely annoying to me because it isn't nearly as in-depth as your blog is. 3) i'm looking for visual reference of the black-haired male half-foot chilchuck is usually standing next to whenever he's at the guild. please help. is it the guy that shows up in chapter 95, with the freckles??

1) Thank you, that’s super nice to say and to hear 🥺 2) felt lol, the wiki is hm… Barebones and often off. I edited in the info about Chil being underweight because I crave everyone being painfully aware of it but otherwise fanwikis scare me I’m unlikely to touch it again— the gallery section saves my ass on the regular tho lol. As always with fandoms, community work makes the dream work!

That’s Dandan! He does even have a wiki page. He used to work in gold-stripping along with Laios and Falin, and then was a part of Laios’ party, and eventually introduced Chilchuck to the party(and the marriage seeker mage?)! He has connections alright, and he sure is in the half-foot guild. He is a very minor character so panels of him are limited… Luckily I have a buddy obsessed with him so I have them on hand, this might be literally all panels of him out there idk atp

I recommend reading the extra on Laios’ party formation if you haven’t already, and since it’s pre-canon it’s not spoilery for anime-onlies. There’s also speculation that he may be related to Chilchuck’s wife or Chilchuck himself because of the black curly hair like Fler, the freckles and his heavy lids (his design does differ from appearance to appearance lol but he does generally have noticeably deep-set eyes). Plus the panel below, which may imply he’s always been a family friend… Speculation though as I said, more on it here in the hair section if you’re interested. But if this is right then baby Dandan <3

Alright that’s it for today hope it helped, ta-ta, bweh

[kimoralov3]

mornin'

mornings in the harrington household had become synonymous with chaos.

"willow dear, would you please sit down so mommy can give you your breakfast?" steve pleaded with your 7 year old as he wrestled your 1 year old daughter into her highchair. you would think by now he would learn how strong babies can be.

willow, always wanting to be helpful, ignored steve's plea. instead, she was busy trying to convince her 4 year old brother asher to leave his toys behind and join the five of you at the table. she wasn't having much luck either.

"willow, sweetie?" you call as you help steve get sage into her highchair. willow turns to you and smiles sweetly.

"yes, mommy?" she asks as she drops her brother's hand.

"you know what would be really helpful? if you sat down at the table first. asher will surely follow the lead of his big sister, hm?" you say as you continue trying to get sage into her highchair. you let out a triumphant laugh as you finally manage to get her in, steve buckling her up.

willow thinks about it for a minute, seemingly considering her options. she eventually decides that you're right, climbing up into her assigned seat beside steve. you mumble a thank you and press a quick kiss on her head, smiling as you see asher climbing up in his seat beside you.

you quickly tear up their waffles, making sure they've cooled down enough before setting their plates and forks in front of them. willow had basically achieved mastery when it came to using utensils, but asher still had a few accidents every once in a while. you just have to keep an eye on him.

"god damn it." you hear steve mumble as sage hits her bowl, causing the contents to spill over. you quickly hand him the wet wipes, picking up the bowl and placing it by the kitchen sink. "guess she's not hungry." he jokes as he unbuckles sage and hands her off to you.

you laugh as you settle sage on your hip, grabbing a wipe to clean off her face. she whines softly as it touches her face, yanking her head back. "c'mon sweetie, we have to get all the oats off your face." you say as you gently bounce her on your hip. after a few more failed attempts, you finally manage to calm her and wipe the breakfast from her chubby cheeks.

the rest of the morning goes on without a hitch, you and steve helping willow and aj get ready for school.

"dad, where's my project?" aj asks as steve helps buckle him into his car seat. the both of you freeze, giving each other a subtle look.

"what project are you talking about, bud?" steve asks as he straightens up.

"the family tree! you and mommy helped me with it last night." he says as he looks between the two of you. steve looks at you once more, silently begging for help.

you falter for a moment, trying to remember what your son could possibly be talking about. last night, after you made dinner the kids all took a bath, then you all watched an episode of clifford before putting all the kids to bed. once they were settled, you and steve enjoyed a nice glass of wine before-

"oh shit." you mutter as you close your eyes.

"that's a bad word mommy!" willow says quickly.

"sorry sweetheart, mommy'll put a dollar in the swear jar." you apologize as you give your eldest a sweet smile before turning to aj. "i'll go grab your project right now, okay sweetie?"

steve watches as you scurry off back into the house, confused and concerned. when you come back a few minutes later with a mess of blue and green construction paper, it all clicks for steve.

aj had gotten out of bed last night while the two of you were on the couch, telling you (for the first time, to steve's irritation) about a family tree project he had for school. the two of you were slightly drunk, so the resulting project was a half assed cutout of a blue tree with green leaves to represent every member of your little family.

"what would i do without you?" steve mutters as you pass by him. you chuckle, handing aj the project before turning to face your husband.

"be stuck with three crying children." you joke before getting in the passenger seat. steve rolls his eyes, although he has to admit that there is some truth to your statement.

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a/n: shout out to jess (@arkofblake) she helped me create this world lol

[bigbarabelly]

On that cute drawing of Chilchuck and Laios with their kid you tagged that either could carry it doesn’t matter and. I can’t decide if I’m more enchanted by Laios carrying so so small and being energetic and enthusiastic for most of his pregnancy vs. Chil being the grumpiest most put out pregnant guy on earth cause he had to go and get knocked up with a goddamn tallman baby

SJFHDHSH I will doodle the chuckster encumbered with Laios’s brats sometime cause GOD RIGHT

He’d be so fucking miserable. He’s old and sore and not meant for this shit at his age. I truly do not know how his back would handle it. My partner is 6’4 and everything has to be hunched or bent over for. Chil being a half foot surrounded by tall man shit in work outside of his home raising, I figure he’s at least pretty limber and clearly stands tall to assert his DONT infantalize me shit.

I do think Laios would be going THROUGH it tho with morning sickness. Makes all his faves taste and smell like trash or the texture suddenly makes him gag cause he can feel it in his teeth. On the flip chil would be craving monster and he’d be so pissed and just over it on top of everything else SKGJDJSJFJJS

Old man’s grateful though. Figured he’d be having grandkids by now and not more damn kids of his own. But he gets so sad when he can’t pick them up anymore

[starglow-xx]

— Oh Baby!

part 2! - a solution? sure, let’s call it that

heartslabyul & savanaclaw x f! reader

synopsis: when the boys of heartslabyul and savanaclaw get turned to kids, who else is supposed to take of them except their beloved prefect? go figure. damn you crowley. oh, and you too grim.

fandom: twisted wonderland

type of work: part of mini series! : “Oh Baby!” ; written segment, fluff / platonic themes, comedy? ; check out pt. 1 here!

warnings: a stressed prefect pt. 2, unedited

a/n: YALL it’s been a year since i posted the first part to this and obviously since then i’ve completed the books for octavinelle, scarabia, and pomefiore, so maybe they’ll have future appearances later hehe but no promises

“you’re telling me you don’t know how to fix this?!” you whisper yelled.

“that’s what i said was it not?”

you wanted to scream in frustration at the headmaster but refrained yourself from doing so as your newly turned baby friends were oh so peacefully playing in the common room as you and crowley talked in the kitchen, and didn’t want to draw attention.

“loosey duecey! loosey duecey! loosey duecey! loosey duecey!”

“shut up!”

maybe peacefully was too good of a word in this situation.

“WELL THEN! it seems that i am no longer needed so i will take my leave—”

“get the hell back here for seven’s sake! and didn’t i tell you to keep your voice down?!”

“but—”

“shut up! if you won’t help me solve my problem then don’t speak at all!” you continued to whisper yell.

“...”

“seriously?!”

with strength that you usually save for rounding up ace, deuce, and grim (on normal circumstances), you grab the stupid headmaster by the back of his cloak thing as he turns away from you to make his escape.

“oh no you don’t!”

the bird for brains had the audacity to sigh at you like he was the one inconvenienced with 8 children. 8 actual children.

“ms. prefect, you must understand, that despite how gracious i am, i simply do not have time for—”

“i’ll go on strike if you don’t help me!”

“...come again?”

you sweatdrop as you let go of his cloak. you didn’t really think the whole thing through, it kind of just came out of you mouth, but it seemed to get his attention so you’re going to have to role with it dammit.

“t-that’s right!”

you cursed in your head slightly as you stammer. there’s no turning back!

“i’ll for once since i’ve gotten here be an normal student! so that means no cleaning after your messes, doing chores that shouldn’t be my responsibility, fighting stupid overblots blah blah blah, you get the picture?”, you threaten.

crowley is silent as he contemplates your words.

“and no, holding housing or allowance over my head is not going to work, because i will literally get myself adopted by another dorm or so help me.”

at that, crowley sighs once again, but this time in defeat at the teenage girl in front of him.

“all right, i’ll go work with the staff to try and figure something out.”

phew.

“however!”

god dammit you can never win can you.

crowley with a stern voice as he wags one of his fingers shatters your hopes and dreams with a simple, “the children must stay here!”

you couldn’t believe your ears, and started to yell, forgetting about whisper yelling.

“what?! why?! i’m asking for help with them because i can’t handle it!”

he simply raises an eyebrow at you.

“do you think it’ll be beneficial and efficient to have the children running around potions and stacks of books while we try and find their cure?”

you sigh, disappointed but not surprised at his rebuttal.

“...no sir”

“great! i guess we’re on the same page after all! i wish you the best of luck prefect, for i am gracious.”

you deadpan.

“right of course. whatever would i do without your help headmaster”

“oh you’d probably perish!”

“that was sarcasm”

ignoring your retort, the man dramatically swished his coat cape thing nearly whacking you in the face (you’re 98% sure it was on purpose) as you feel a migraine start coming on, and the you 15 minutes ago wouldn’t believe it wasn’t because of the children.

after a deep sigh, you follow after crowley reentering what grim dubbed as the “danger zone” only to catch the evasive headmaster walk out the door and shut it behind them.

from where you’re standing, you hear grim, who’s awake now, but still lying on the floor, mumble something along the lines of “useless” and you couldn’t agree more.

you eye the handful of children running around and yelling at each other.

oh great seven, this is going to be one hell of a migraine.

i love their shenanigans <33

as always, reblogs and shares are appreciated! i hope you all stay safe! and just in case nobody told you they loved you today, i love you! you are enough! <3

writing belongs to me! please do not plagiarize, repost, or translate on here or any other sites!

[rue-dixon]

"Maybe I should just marry you then..."

Chilchuck x (Future) chilwife

(or reader/oc if you'd like to view it as that. But it is written about his canon wife.)

A conversation two childhood friends have, unaware of how their life will turn out when they're older.

Word count: 2930

Warnings: mentions of abuse and old values

His wife will be referred to as Bellana.

"Do you ever think about what happens after you die?" Chilchuck spoke.

Chilchuck and his childhood friend, Bellana sat at a river bank. Their shoes kicked off lazily next to them as they kicked their feet around in the cool water. It was a hot summer afternoon, Bellana had finished her chores around her families farm for the day at last. While Chilchuck had been released from his work for the day. So they met up like they always do, sitting under the shade of a large oak tree. Chilchuck's pants rolled up while Bellana pulled up her dress.

"Heavens, Chil." Bellana gasped, looking to him. Her fingers pressed to her chest. That being the very last thing she expected him to say.

"I'm serious." Chilchuck played with the tall grass around them. "I mean, something must be after death, right?"

"... maybe our spirits stay here." She shrugged, pulling her legs up to hug her knees. "They say ghosts are spirits who can't move on, perhaps we just never depart to begin with."

Chilchuck shrugged as well, "that seems depressing. Wandering around aimlessly forever." He stopped for a moment, taking a blade of grass he had plucked from the ground and swirling it around in the crystal like water.

"Do you believe in a god?"

Bellana looked to him, out stretching her legs once more. Her brows fround as she studied his face for a moment. Chilchuck was ever much of a "deep thinker", all he really focused on was working for his next meal. Despite them both being only ten years old, teenagers for halfings you could say. She wondered where all these deep life questions were suddenly coming from.

"Our ancestors say there were gods."

Chilchuck looked up at his best friend, letting the blade of grass go, causing it to float lazily down the stream.

"Do they?"

"Have your parents never told you this?" She titled her head.

Chilchuck averted his gaze, slightly irritated. She knew very well his situation. His father died three years ago. And his mother was always working.

"They didn't teach me much about anything if I'm being honest. Even when my old man was alive. Especially not things like this." He paused, "the only thing I learned from them was to work hard and not rely on anything but yourself."

He picked another blade of grass, fidgeting with it in his lap. Almost as a way to not have to look at her, which did not go unnoticed on her part.

Bellana frowned, she knew Chilchuck wasn't close with his parents. That's why all his free time was spent with her and her family. Even so, it was hard hearing it.

"My mama says there's a god for everything powerful. That way nobody can have too much power." She hummed, picking up a rock and tossing it into the water. The small stone hitting the surface with a small plopping sound. Splashing their legs.

Chilchuck's small scowl faltered. Despite these things being common religious beliefs and knowledge in their home village, she didn't look down on him for not knowing. She was patient, and sweet about it. Chilchuck had to subconsciously stop himself from smiling as he realized this.

"And how many of these gods are there exactly?" Chilchuck asked, continuing to pick at the grass.

"How should I know?" Bellana shrugged, the sass in her tone almost sounding childish.

"I'm just asking." He rolled his eyes a bit. "You don't gotta be a kid about it..."

"We are kids."

"We're practically adults now." Chilchuck sat up, crossing his arms.

"We're old enough to start thinking about this kind of stuff. We're not babies anymore who can't tie our own shoes."

"We have four more years." She huffed. Kicking the water again. Four more years. Four more years until they would reach age fourteen, the age where halfings are considered mature and are deemed adults by society.

Chilchuck let out an exasperated sigh, "Well- Yes, we are still kids. But that doesn't mean we should act like it."

Bellana shook her head, "you wish to be an adult too fast."

"And you don't want to grow up at all," Chilchuck retorted.

Even as a kid, it always bothered him how often Bellana was more than happy to cling onto whatever childhood she had left. Chilchuck couldn't even recall the last time he had felt any sort of childlike freedom. Maybe it was jealousy, jealous that she still gets to act like a child under her parents' protection. While he had been working to feed himself since he was physically able.

"What reason would I not? All adult halfing, woman do is bare children, serve their husbands and weep because he does not treat her well." She crossed her arms, glaring at the water. Speaking the reality of the roles halfing woman must succumb to in their villages society. Not everywhere was like this of course, but their isolated village was old fashioned in many ways. Heavily believing the old ways, back when other races barely interacted, were better.

Chilchuck's annoyance completely faded at hearing her words. His stomach dropped when he realized that she wasn't exaggerating. He had never really thought of what life ahead could possibly look like for her. Just assuming in the back of his mind she'd always be a farmer's daughter.

"Bel." He said, his voice firm. "That.. that can't be true. Women do so much more than that."

"Not in this village they don't." She grumbled, she was silent a moment before continuing. "That's all they tell us from the moment we are born. All we are here for is to be good wives and give our husband many children." Even through her angry gaze at the ground, she could feel herself wanting to cry. Her throat tightening as she fought back tears.

"It's not fair..." she whispered.

Chilchuck was silent for a few moments before he spoke up again, still firm but with a softer tone than before as he stared at her, but she still refused to make eye contact with him.

"Well, that's not true. Your parents and everyone else who says those things are wrong."

"It's not like I have a choice..." she mumbled. "No woman works in this village without being shamed." Even your own mother. Is what she wanted to add, but reframed from it. She slowly looked up, looking at the sky that poked between the leaves. "I can only hope whatever man I marry will treat me well... be loyal and won't raise a hand to me..." she murmured.

Chilchuck's heart broke at hearing this. He hated seeing how miserable she suddenly was. He wished there was more he could do besides trying to lift her up and comfort her. However in the long run, there was nothing he could do to save her from her possible fate.

"Hey," he began, grabbing her shoulders, she jumped a bit, turning her upper body to finally look at him. "Listen to me. Not every man is like that, I swear to you. Any man who lays his hands on a woman like that is no real man. Not all of us are unfaithful cheaters either, if they are they're just cowards and idiots."

Bellana stared at him for a moment, her dark, normally hooded eyes seemingly more wide. Taking in his serious expression and somewhat panicked body language. Her eyes studying all of him, as if she was trying to figure something out. The intensity of her gaze couldn't help but make Chilchuck feel somewhat uneasy.

"... you'd be a good husband, wouldn't you..?" Her voice was soft.

Chilchuck was frozen for a second, his cheeks turning pink at her comment.

"Uh..." He suddenly realized how close they were, her soft breathes fanned his cheeks gently. Tight hands still on her shoulders from trying to hold her attention.

Chilchuck quickly let go and put some distance between them, rubbing the back of his neck, trying to calm his sudden flustered face. The muddy ground almost causing him to slip in his sudden motion. Low friction against him and the ground caused him to not end up getting as far from her as he would've liked.

"I-I- um..." Chilchuck mentally cursed himself for his stuttering. It's been happening more and more lately every time he talked to Bellana. Big brown eyes darting to everything but her face.

Bellana frowned more and looked ahead of her again. Staring into the distant forest that kissed the other side of the river bank. Resting her folded arms on top her knees once more.

"I suppose it doesn't matter in the end. I doubt we can still be friends once we both have our own husband and wife."

Chilchuck's shoulders slumped when he heard that. He hated this, he hated how they were both expected to get on with their own separate lives eventually. Just because of what was 'expected.'

"Why," he began, crossing his arms around his knees as well, "why can't we just... stay friends?"

"Your wife would never let you share your private time with another woman. And my husband would think I am a whore for spending time with another man." She looked down at her feet, as she dipped her toes into the water. Swirling a them around and splashing it upwards. Although Bellana's face and voice were as calm as the river before them. The unsettling feeling of despair and doom that chained her heart down was not being ignored by her. However her strong demeanor was not broken.

Chilchuck's hands clenched against his arms. He hated that Bellana was right. Any women he married would most likely get jealous and any man Bellana married would most definitely be possessive. He didn't know many, or any, adults in the village that had close friends with the opposite gender. If they did, it was their spouses friends, not theirs.

It hurt to think about. That he wouldn't be able to stay friends with her once they were both married. Chilchuck cursed himself again when he felt frustration build up and tears at the corners of his eyes. He quickly blinked them away before they could fall.

"Well, why don't we just... not get married?" Chilchuck suddenly suggested, his voice betraying the slightest bit of desperation.

Bellana looked at him before bursting into fits of laugher.

"Not get married? Yes, perhaps you could manage. Move away from here, or start your own business. But for me? It's either a husband or nothing. Be on the streets when my father dies, begging passing families for their moldy bread." Her laughter died down as she leaned back on her hands. Although she had a smile on her face, she was anything but happy about the situation. Having excepted her fate as a child, as most woman did, she could do nothing but laugh at the thought.

Chilchuck's shoulders sagged in disappointment as he crossed his legs together. Last ditch effort he had, had fallen flat. It was a far-fetched plan to begin with. Besides the alternative, wanting to yell it at the top of his lungs. "Let's get married!", but he feared only laughter would be thrown at his face if he did.

"Damn it," he muttered under his breath. He felt defeated, he didn't really know what more he could do, as just a boy and as her childhood friend. There wasn't much he could do.

Chilchuck didn't want to lose her, he didn't want to watch her get married off to some idiot who didn't even treat her right. He truly wanted her to be safe and happy. A selfish part of him wanted her to be happy and safe with him, and him only.

"Maybe it won't be so bad." Bellana suddenly spoke up, staring at her finger as she poked holes in the mug, kicking the water with her feet still.

"We'll see each other at the village dances, and around the markets still." She hummed.

Chilchuck was silent for a moment, thinking over her words. Realistically, she was right. They'd still be able to see each other. Still, the thought of never being able to spend time together, just the two of them in the small moments that they do have... hurt. Only ever having contact with small "hello? How are you? Good, me too." As they walked by each other. Each holding the hand of someone else. Chilchuck swallowed back his feelings and forced a smile, knowing Bellana was still upset. Despite her hiding it well, knowing her as long as he has, he had learned her body language. Knew her ins and outs as if her mind was his own.

"Yeah, I guess we will..." he said, trying to inject some optimism into his voice.

Bellana had a small smile on her lips, as if ignoring what her situation could truly turn out for her in the future was the obvious solution. She as silent for a moment before speaking up again, her movements stopping but she still did not look at him.

"Hey Chil...?"

Chilchuck lifted his head when she called out to him. He could tell she was still putting on a smile, despite her voice sounding hesitant.

"Yeah?" He answered, his hands still crossed around his knees.

Bellana slowly looked up to him, "promise... promise me you'll treat whatever woman you take as your bride well... you won't be like those asshole drunks here... you'll be a good man to her.." she stared at him, her eyes big and a small frown resting on her lips. Her body now close together making her look like a sad child begging for warmth in the cold.

Chilchuck's eyes widened slightly at her question, or more like a plead. He didn't expect her to ask him that. He didn't hesitate however. Chilchuck reached over and placed one of his hands on top of Bellana's hand that rested on her knee.

"I promise." He said, keeping his voice firm and giving her hand a squeeze. "I won't ever be like that, Bel."

She felt a tingling warmth in her chest that spread to her cheeks as his dark brown eyes met her dark blue ones. The seriousness and sincerity taking her by surprise. Finding it seemingly harder to breath, before she shook herself out of it with a laugh.

"Maybe I should just marry you then..." she joked.

Chilchuck's face instantly went red at her words, causing Bellana to crack a smile. He wasn't expecting that. She had to be joking...

"Y-yeah right," he said, trying to sound casual and calm, although his voice sounded somewhat strained. He quickly took his hand off of hers, crossing his arms again. Chilchuck looked away to the trees, desperately trying to compose himself as she began to laugh again. Looking ahead of her once more, letting go of her knees and sitting back on her hands again.

"Yeah.. you're much too grumpy for my taste."

He rolled his eyes, "and you're too much of a brat." He shot back, but thought how happy he was that she seemed genuinely amused at the moment. No longer sitting in her own devastation of the near future.

"Yeah... we'd never work. Just fight all the time." She hummed a giggle.

"Yeah, imagine. You'd get annoying after the first hour."

She scoffed. "And you'd start whining right after the wedding!"

"And you'd start bossing me around the second we said I do!"

"You'd start nagging before we'd even be able to lay together that night!"

Chilchuck's face went bright red at her words. Immediately swerving his body the other way, he went to cover his face with his hands. His palms pushing sharply to his cheeks and eyes. Bellana already covering her mouth to suppress her giggles.

"O-oh my God," he mumbled under his breath. "I am not taking about that with you." Imagines flashing in his mind, only heightened his undying embarrassment.

Bellana finally burst into more very loud laughter. Much louder and more joyful than before, she clutched her stomach as she fell into the soft grass, kicking her feet around.

His shyness never failing to amuse her, even as she struggled to catch her breath and her sides began to ache. All her worries and anger from before gone and forgotten. All from the stupid face her best friend made. Chilchuck just sat glaring at her as he watched her having, to what he considered, a dramatic reaction.

"Oh shut up.." Chilchuck muttered, crossing his arms.

The whole conversation was steaming with hot irony. Of course, neither knew that at the time. Or maybe they did, deep down they both knew the thing they felt in their chests when they looked in each eyes was deeper than any friendship could possibly give them. That the hypothetical wife and husband was actually sitting near steps away from them. The promise he made was to the woman herself, and not some future mystery lady. Bellana's nightmare would not come true, and both of their fears of no longer being friends would technically never come to be. Maybe they denied it, lying to themselves that the feelings they felt was just a strong platonic connection, perhaps for the only purpose of saving face in case of a possible rejection. So it seemed obvious at the time they would marry other people. That the possibly, that the future husband and wife, was the very person they had that very conversation with at that moment, was absolutely absurd.

[dungeon-meshi-tournament]

Now that the Seaworthiest Ship in the Dungeon Tournament is finished, I'll make a funny comments post probably either Thursday or Saturday (busy week) and take a weeklong break afterwards. If staff haven't nuked my account for being a trans woman, I'll run a new tournament after that.

I hit 1000 followers on this blog during the preparation of the tournament that just finished. As I've announced, I have a plan for a tournament to celebrate it. It will be the Favourite Anything in the Series Tournament.

The idea is as follows: You guys submit stuff you like from the series, I put it all in a giant bracket, and then I run a tournament with that bracket to determine the ultimate favourite thing from the series. You can submit anything you like: Characters, monsters, dishes, outfits, ships, scenes, or anything else. You can submit as many things as you like. You can submit a picture along with your favourite anything if you like, and if you don't I'll just pick out a nice picture for you.

Update: Submissions close Sunday February 25th, 10am Central European Time. I'll ignore anything submitted after that.

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[redheadspark]

Could you do number 11 with Jack Russell from Werewolf By Night? 🐺

A/N - Thanks for requesting this! I hope you like it!

Crave

Summary - Jack knows what to crave, as silly as it is.

Warnings - Just fluff

“Amor?”

“Hmm?”

“We might have an issue, my love,”

You placed your book down briefly, being perched on the couch with your feet on the ottoman and a confused look on your face.  You heard Jack’s voice from the kitchen, having you tap your fingers on the top of your belly.

Your swollen, 8-month-old belly.

It might have been perfect timing to be pregnant during the summer, especially a summer that was rising in heat by the day.  Although you had a great perk in being able to work from home as a journalist and thing your maternity leave, you were still having to deal with the hot flashes and insane pregnant symptoms.  You never minded the constant walking around the apartment, chugging down plenty of water and keeping to the diet your doctor gave you, you still had moments of misery and uncomfortableness.  But you could get through it, solely because you were having your first child with your husband Jack Russell.

Who happened to be a monster hunter and werewolf.  Normalcy never existed for your unique family.

Jack was an amazing husband to you, the complete opposite of his monster hunter persona and the career he had.  He had to be ruthless and harsh, brutal and murder monsters left and right.  But with you, or with people that are close to him, he was kind and gentle.  He loved swooning you in the earlier years of your relationship, loving to take you to dinner every week and giving you his undivided attention.  You felt like the luckiest woman in the world, He made the ex-boyfriends you had look shameful. 

Being married to him for a few years after meeting you, things seemed too good to be true.  Now being pregnant and on the verge of giving birth, Jack was a nervous wreck.

He was happy to be a father, knowing that his old childhood was a bit rough and his family was no longer in the picture.  The tender heart he had seemed to shadow the darkness that he had lingered in his life, a darkness he vowed never to have affected you for your child.  He kept to that promise, from the moment you told him you were pregnant and the future you both had was now expanding a bit more.  

Months came and went, Jack making sure he did enough jobs that would bring the money that would cover you both for some time once the baby comes and some time after.  He would take a break from monster hunting when you went on Maternity leave from your job, and beyond that once the baby was born.  You asked him why, and he simply wanted to be with you and the baby for as long as he could.  He was going to be a great father, and he was already taking such good care of you.  Reading plenty of books and knowing the cravings you had, he stayed ahead of the game.

One of your cravings was chocolate ice cream.

You never wanted to be a needy mother-to-be, but there was something about chocolate ice cream that was beyond delicious to you and something you wanted to eat as much as you could.  Although you were staying on your diet with your doctor for as long as you could, you still have ice cream.  Jack never minded getting you pint after pint of ice cream. Jack even saw you at one moment on the couch, feet on the coffee table and your bowl of ice cream balancing on your 5-month pregnant belly.  You saw him watch you with a twinkle in his eye, you huffing at him.

“Don’t judge me,” you complained, already feeling the mood swing kicking in as you were clutching the bowl.  But Jack simply walked over, kneeling next to you on the couch and looking at you with so much love in his eyes it was heartbreaking for you.  How patient he was with you when you would cry or lash out, how consistent he was in helping you change your clothes or get in and out of the bathtub.

How much ice cream he got for you, just to make you smile.  

“I would never, not with the mother of my child and the love of my life,” He reassured you as he pushed some hair behind your ear, “I love you, all of you.  Even the chocolate bits of it,”

You giggled, tears in your eyes from his words of affirmation as he leaned in and kissed you, tasting the chocolate on your lips.

“Do we have any ice cream left?” You asked him coyly, seeing him peek his head out from the kitchen with a concerned look on his face.

“…maybe,” he said, waiting to see your face fall in defeat as he rushed over to you in the living room, “But I can get more in a few minutes after I clean up the kitchen—“

“Darling,” You interrupted him gently, seeing him go quite quickly as you scanned his eyes with a smirk.  You reach out for him to take your hand, his fingers lacing in yours instantly as you were eyeing him.

“I’m quite alright without Ice cream,” You reassured him, which in return made him look at you as if you slapped him across the face.  You had to laugh as he was finally smiling, almost like a wave of relief on his face as you spoke once more, “But I would like to go on a walk.  Your child apparently is quite active and I would like to get some steps in,”

Jack had to laugh as he helped you on your feet, kissing your forehead as he hugged you gently.  There were times you felt bad that you put Jack through the wringer, even with the longer hours he would put in and the plenty of times he would risk his life for his job merely to have money in his pocket, Jack never showed it.  He still loved you, all the crankiness that you brought, and the ice cream cravings as well.  You would love him ten times more.  

He pulled away and pecked your lips with his own, “I would still buy you ever pint of ice cream,”

You had to laugh, “Of course, my dear,” 

The walk around the block ended up being memorable, given that fact that your water broke and your son would be born 6 hours later

The End.

[madraleen]

Delicious in Dungeon - Ryōko Kui Vol.9: The one where I write a Mithrun essay.

-mithrun cover! beautiful, magnificent, extraordinary, sublime-

-the way marcille insta-changes her vibes, i relate to it so much, i see myself in so many of her expressions

-SPILL IT OUT, MARCILLE! TELL US ABOUT YOUR PAST AND YOUR DREAM! ffs, keeping silent after drilling chil like that

-laios and marcille are so sweet together

-eheheheheheehe laios' ideal is marcille, cute cute cute

-MONSTER marcille is laios' ideal?! boy would he find his place on tumblr

-...do we trust the winged lion, do we really? do we trust "power"? i can't tell.

-is that. is that baby kabru? HE'S SO CUTE

-mithrun, sir, are you aware that you are the most beautiful character in the manga, sir?

-AHAHAAHA NO, "IDENTICAL" KABRU ACCORDING TO MITHRUN OH NO

-the fact that mithrun has no idea what kabru looks like but knows there's a mushroom around his leg

-yes, a week of just kabru and mithrun, that's all i want, that's great

-kabru: pls tell me how i can tend to you properly. mithrun: *proceeds to tell him his entire backstory* like, you didn't have to, my man. you didn't have to.

-the "others. others. mithrun" is me when reading dunmeshi

-aw past mithrun has longer hair, lil bb

-mithrun going from "i can't sleep without spells or potions" to just dropping asleep on the floor, everyone say "thank you kabru"

-"barometz soup. ingredients: barometz." i burst out laughing. senshi is sensing this and crying somewhere out there

-surely you can't expect me to see mithrun in his domestic era with his disheveled hair and his little bow scarf and his little spoon and his puffy sleeves and not love him? surely?

-wait so, mithrun's beloved is still alive out there, and she's with his brother?

-i wonder what mithrun’s non-abridged story is.

-lol at how the elves feared for mithrun's well-being, when instead they should have been fearing his spilling every single ancient secret to a guy he just met with arguably conflicting interests

-NO RESCUE, NO RESCUE I SAY, JUST KABRU AND MITHRUN!

-ah. oh man. mithrun asking kabru "what do you want to do?" hit me some way

-MITHRUN LOOKS SO SOFT WHEN HE TELLS KABRU "right. then let's do that." MY HEART! OH MY GOSH MITHRUN IS STAYING WITH KABRU. and kabru doesn't even question it, lmao, "of course my elf man would stay with me, wdym"

-okay, hold up though. i'm interested in how mithrun makes choices like that without desires. can choices be completely devoid of desire? if you choose something over something else, especially so blatantly, like mithrun choosing kabru over the expected course of things, ie his rejoining the canaries, that entails preference, and doesn't preference correlate to a want, to an extent? we don't seem to be differentiating between want and desire, so... is the want in such choices so minuscule that it doesn't count as a want? you could argue that choosing isn't necessarily wanting- you could be neutral about all choices and just pick one to get it over with, but mithrun wasn't asked to choose. kabru didn't invite him along, he didn't even imply he wanted him along. the canaries were like "come, captain, pspspsps" and mithrun asked kabru what *he* wanted, and then mithrun's actions were like "well, i don't have wants, but i'll trust *his* wants over my team's that i've known for years if not decades, so... bye bitches." which is heartwarming, to say the least, for someone like me who loves the mithrun/kabru duo.

or maybe, is mithrun’s choice completely driven by desire for revenge? but that would be easier to obtain if he stayed with the canaries. or could it be an extension of mithrun needing things and his actions being dictated by those things, just without mithrun registering consciously that he needs these things? eg his body collapses when he needs rest, but in *his* perception, he just collapses randomly, he doesn't register the need for rest. so maybe something in him needs to confide his backstory to kabru, needs to join kabru, and it doesn't register consciously as a need, he doesn't care to know the reason for acting on it, but his actions/choices are dictated by it all the same. is this elaborated on later and i'm babbling nonsense, or is it never addressed and i'm just overthinking it. i wonder.

-on a lighter note, i really love the tidbits of "meanwhile laios' party" 'cause it's so cool seeing "oh this is why they found the fire, this is why the dullahan lacked a horse" etc.

[fanfictionstuff]

The Forbidden Taste of You (31)

Amaimon X Reader

I left out details about the thing with Amaimon and Yasu for a reason, not quite at the point of sharing that much about Yasu

I wanted to add this chapter to how I view Amaimon's body. How is he fitting a huge ass reptile tail in his pants? So I have him a tail like Rin and Lucifer for his less demonic body. Did you see him last week? No way a tail that size is in his pants.

*Open to Blue Exorcist request*

“When do you plan to have kids?”

“Really? I assumed you’d want a baby as soon as possible.”

“This is the ideal age for her to start a family.”

“If her and Amaimon are ready.”

You lie against Amaimon’s chest on the sofa as your father’s words keep replaying in your mind. You’re trying to watch a movie with Amaimon, but you can’t stop your mind from wondering. “They’d be adorable.”

“Amaimon?” You whisper, listening to his heartbeat. “Yes?”

“I-“ You struggle to find the words. He’s your mate, and you should be able to speak to him freely about anything. But, you have no idea what his reaction might be. “I’ve been thinking about…” How are you supposed to say this?” Amaimon runs his claws through your hair soothingly. “I want a baby.”

“I know.”

“….I want a baby now.”

He doesn’t hesitate with his answer. “I know. But you’ll have to wait.” It’s the same tone as always, but there seems to be something else you can’t exactly pinpoint. You absentmindedly dig your nails into his chest. “What do you mean?” He continues his actions, gently scratching your head with each stroke. “If you want a baby after three months, I will give you a baby. But not before.”

“Why?”

With his free hand, he taps his claw against the mark on your neck. “The mark, part of the sensitivity, is wanting to reproduce. We can have a baby if you feel the same way when the mark is less sensitive.”

His comment is surprising but suddenly makes sense of your feelings. Especially since children hadn’t even been on your mind until you made that casual comment, and even then, you had just said it offhandedly, mentioning your future plans. You lift your head to gaze at him. “It’s sensitive for you, too. Does that mean you feel the same? Does it make you feel like you want a baby now?”

Amaimon’s golden gaze burns into you; you could stare into those eyes all day. “Yes.”

“So…”

He pushes your head back down. “No _____.” You sigh but nod, knowing he’s right. Your rational side screams at you that you’re an idiot. There’s so much you haven’t experienced, and while having a child now wouldn’t stop you from experiencing these things, it would put a hold on it. “You didn’t tell me about this side effect, but then again, you didn’t tell me marking me would make me your mate.” Amaimon wraps his arms around you, holding you against him. “I didn’t think about it.” He admits, “I still don’t understand why you thought after I marked you that you wouldn’t be my mate.”  

“I told you! We have dating, engagement, and then marriage. I didn’t know you were going to skip engagement.”

His tone becomes mocking, “Maybe you should do more research on demons.”   

Your eyes widen, and you quickly pull yourself away from his chest while glaring down at him. He’s not wrong, though. I don’t know nearly enough about demons. I can’t believe I have a demon as a mate, and I basically know nothing. “Asshole. Well, do you know anything about angel Nephilim?” He shakes his head. “Not much. Do you know anything about them?”

“I hate you.” You pout.

“Then get off me.”

Amaimon smirks at your look of disbelief. “No, you’re too comfortable.” You complain, lying back down against his chest.

“I didn’t tell you about it because I didn’t think about it.” Amaimon admits, “What your father did tonight, he was trying to awaken the desire in you. The desire to have children is stronger now because of the mark, but it’ll fade within a few months.”

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“The strong desire to have children, why?” Slowly, you lift your head once more. “You hadn’t thought about children until I mentioned it.” Amaimon nods in agreement. “Because it’s never been a desire for me.”

“You’re not making sense.”

Amaimon glances to the side, seemingly trying to find the correct way to explain this. For him, it’s just something he knows; it’s not easily explained. “I’ve never had a desire for children until I learned my mate wanted them. You’ve always wanted children, so the desire was already within you, and the mark has strengthened your desire for now.”

“But you said you want a baby now, too?”

“Yes.”

“So, why do you want a baby now if it isn’t a strong desire for you?”

“Because you’re my mate. Our desires will intertwine. I desire to keep my mate happy; my mate wants a baby, so what do I also want?” You can feel his frustration as he attempts to explain the situation to you, running a finger along his ear, you continue your questions.

“So, Dad…”

“Yasu knows you want children, so he knows your desire for children now is stronger and will affect me. I thought he was trying to push me into letting my desire take over. But I realized I wasn’t his target.” His brow furrows as he speaks.

“Are my questions annoying you?”

“No.”

“Amaimon?”

“Yes?”

“Would you have waited to mark me if you knew the effect it’d have on me?”

“No.”

“That’s selfish.”

Slowly, he nods in agreement. “I am selfish.”

Biting your lip to hide your grin, you press your face against his chest. “I’m glad.”

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The following day, you find yourself in your dorm room, nervously tapping your fingers on the desk as you attempt to concentrate on the text before you. You have a mountain of work to catch up on, but Amaimon left an hour earlier, and you’re worried. He appeared frustrated when he glanced at the text that caused him to leave. As a result, instead of completing your homework as you should be, you’re gazing at an open textbook, unable to absorb the words on the pages. “I hate this.”

Yasu grins as a figure approaches him. “Well, if it isn’t my favorite son-in-law!" His smile grows broader when Amaimon remains unresponsive, his usual bored expression firmly in place. “What do you want?” Yasu gives a faux look of hurt. “That’s no way to speak to your father-in-law. Oh well, it doesn’t matter. Do you have plans for the upcoming war?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Really? Do you need me to spell it out for you? The war between Assiah and Gehenna. Lucifer is attempting to open the gate as we speak. Have you been out of touch? What will you do? Surely, you’re not thinking of fighting for the humans. But why would you take a chance by aligning with Lucifer in this war? You should think about a third alternative.” Yasu watches Amaimon closely, trying to see beyond his mask of indifference. “Just steer clear of it all. Satan and Lucifer won’t harm me or my family as long as we don’t side with the humans." Yasu pauses, but Amaimon remains silent. “I’m sorry. Do you grasp what I’m saying? Please tell me ______ didn’t fall in love with an idiot. Fine.” He scoffs. “Not only will this ensure your safety, but also the safety of _____ and any children you might have. It’s the most logical choice, isn’t it? Why wouldn’t you want to protect your family? I might not care about you, but I need to ensure my child and future grandchildren are safe. You play a crucial role in that._______ will always choose you. So, you must make the safest choice.” Yasu lifts his hand. “One," indicating with his first finger. “I want my daughter safe. Two,” raising another finger. “I want my future grandchildren safe. Those are my sole priorities. To accomplish that, I need your help.

Amaimon tilts his head, confused by Yasu’s words. Why is he saying he only cares about two? “What about Yume?”

Yasu raises an eyebrow, surprised by the question. “Why do you care about my wife? If you really want to know, I despise humans. They ruin everything. I thought Yume was different.” He sighs deeply. "It’s a complicated story that I have no interest in discussing with you. Now then, show me your strength.” A wicked grin spreads across Yasu’s face.

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It’s around two o’clock when you finally get a message, but it’s not from Amaimon.

Dad: I might’ve got a tad bit carried away. Sorry. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Along with the message is an attached location.

A sinking feeling churns in your gut; got carried away? Scenarios flash in your mind, each one depicting Amaimon in potential danger. You push back from your desk, stumbling over the chair as you rush toward the door. By the time you exit the dorm, you’ve already earned a couple of bruises on your legs as you sprint toward the location. Half of the route is along a sidewalk, and you navigate through the crowd, murmuring soft apologies. As you near the halfway point, your chest tightens and sweat drips down your forehead. It has been ages since you’ve exerted yourself this much. The challenge escalates when the sidewalk vanishes, forcing you onto rough ground. The location is towards a part of the forest. 

“_____!” You’re nearly knocked off your feet as you're pulled into someone’s arms. “Mom?”

“Are you okay?” She holds your face in her hands, forcing you to stop. But when you do, the pain and fatigue rush in; you can’t slow down, or you won’t be able to move much after. “Get off me; I have to find them.” You push her away more forcefully than intended, but your priority is finding Amaimon. “I need to go.”

“Did your father message you?” She tries to keep her grip on you as you push against her. “Let me go!”

“It’s okay. He messaged me, too. Calm down. We will go together.” She pulls out her phone to show you the message he sent. But he said even less in the message: ‘Come here,’ with the location attached.

You shove her from you; you'll never get there if you slow down now. When you arrive at the location, your whole-body aches, and you almost fall to your knees, but then you see Amaimon lying on the ground. He’s clearly been fighting, his clothes torn and his chest heaving while he snarls at your father. Across from him, your father is standing, hand on his hip while rubbing the back of his neck, “Don’t look at me like that; I wasn’t expecting you to be this weak- Oh, ____, Yume.” He glances over his shoulder, watching you with curiosity.

“A-Amaimon?” Your stomach drops, seeing Amaimon on the ground like that.

“He truly is a monster,” Yume whispers in horror while pulling you against her in a comforting manner. Your eyes scan him, trying to assess the situation. His arms are now large and reptile-like, similar to hobgoblins' structures. His ears are extended, and from what you can see at this distance, his fangs are longer and seemingly sharper as he snarls at Yasu. Odd-shaped horns on the top of his head, with a similar design as the one on your throat, and then there’s his-

Yasu grins down at his son-in-law. “Haha, Yume’s right!” He bends at his waist, mocking the demon king. “Look at you.” Amaimon stares back at Yasu, his brow furrowed in annoyance. “Why are you looking at me like that? Is it because you weren’t ready for _____ to see the real you or something?” Honestly, Yasu hadn’t intended to push Amaimon this far; he was only trying to test his strength; how was he supposed to know Amaimon would show this side of him? 

“Get off me!” you snap, shoving your mother aside as you rush to Amaimon. “Are you okay? What happened?” Without hesitating, you sink to your knees and climb into his lap, forcing him to meet your gaze by holding his face in your hands. Amaimon nods, “I’m fine.”

“What happened?” You put your hands on his chest as he struggles to catch his breath. When he stays silent, you move closer, pressing your forehead to his. “Dad texted me that he got carried away. What did he do to you? Why?” You are aware that Yasu is unscathed.

“I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Aside from his heavy breathing and disheveled clothes, he appears uninjured. Still, you watch him closely for a few moments to ensure he’s okay. When his breath evens, he leans his forehead against yours.  Once you’re sure he’s okay, you allow your eyes to scan his new appearance. “You have a tail!” You glance over his shoulder to the much different tail than you’re used to. Pulling him closer for a better look at the new appendage, Amaimon tenses for a moment but then relaxes in your embrace. “I’ve always had a tail.” “Not like this one! It’s like an uh alligator tail; can I touch it?” Amaimon wraps his arms around you, nuzzling affectionately against your throat. “No.”

“Wait, really? I can’t?”

His chuckles vibrate against your throat. “Don’t tease me.” You huff, slapping his chest, “So, your arms, tail, and ears change?” As you question him, you pull back slightly, gliding your hand along his arms and ears. “You have horns.” You comment as Amaimon sits back, allowing you to explore this body. Despite the appearance, his now thick muscular arms are smooth to the touch, similar to your hobgoblin’s. The muscles twitch under your touch. His hands have also drastically changed, and you eye the extremely long and sharp claws. “You better not cut me.” You casually comment while exploring him. His ears have drastically elongated, and you run your finger along it; it’s almost better than touching his other ears. Your attention goes to the top of his head. “This is the same design as the mark.” You whisper, tracing your fingers along his horns.  “Did anything else change?”

Amaimon raises a brow. “Anything else?”

“Not like that, you pervert.” You snap, slapping his shoulder. “…but did it?”

“No.”

You grin, pressing your lips to his. “I want to touch your tail.”

“No.”

“Amaimon.”

He wraps you tightly in his arms, cautious of his claws as he does so. “No.”

“I want to touch it.” You squirm in his grip, attempting to reach the appendage from over his shoulder. “I’m not going to bake you anything.” You grumble, extending an arm over his shoulder as you threaten him.

“No.”

“Asshole, let me touch it.”

“No.” He squeezes tighter, keeping you against his chest.

“Please.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“…”

You pull back, and he smirks when you make eye contact. Narrowing your eyes, you attempt to crawl around him again; this time, he loosens his grip, allowing you to explore a part of him that’s new to you. It’s long and strong, and the texture is soft and smooth, reminding you of snakes you’ve held in the past at different functions. “It’s so big.” You comment in awe, now being able to examine it thoroughly. “I love it.” You coo as Amaimon relaxes, letting you explore him to your heart’s content. “What else has changed?” Your hands glide up from the base of his tail to his back, noticing that it seems more muscular than usual. You move back to his front, slipping into his lap again, running your hands along his chest. Definitely more muscular. Amaimon watches you with lidded eyes, “So, can you change back?” As you touch his body, you forget about your parents off to the side. “Do you want me to change back?” You shrug. “I mean, there’s no rush.” 

Yume watches the scene in horror; how could you run into the arms of a monster? Does the mark of a mate cause you to be blinded to how he’s a monster? Didn’t Yasu force him to reveal his true body so you’d be horrified?  “I-is it the mark that causes this?" she whispers, moving closer to Yasu. He looks at her from the corner of his eye. “No. A mark doesn’t create a magical attraction. Your kid is just strange and has bad taste.”

“My kid? If anything, her bad taste comes from you.” She snaps.

“Do you realize you just insulted yourself? Her bad taste comes from me, so what does that say about my interest in you?”

Yume grimaces, watching in disgust as you pull Amaimon into a kiss. “You’re right. Her bad taste in men comes from me. I thought you were trying to help her see his true self so she’d finally step away from him; I can’t watch this. I’m leaving.”

“Leaving?”

“I can’t just sit here and witness this, especially when he’s like that. It’s repulsive, and I don’t understand how she could be attracted to that. Just look at him—he’s a monster, and yet she rushes into his arms. I thought it was bad enough before, but now, seeing him look like that, she still leaps into his arms.”

“Your future grandchildren will come from that. Honestly, you’re starting to annoy me,” Yasu says, giving Yume a blank stare. “In five years, you’ll be complaining to me because ______ won’t allow you near her children. It’s time to get over yourself and realize that _____ is in love with Amaimon.” He then turns his gaze to you and Amaimon, observing with slight amusement as you awkwardly attempt to climb over Amaimon’s shoulder. “What was the point in this?” She motions to the scene before her.

“I wanted to test his strength, but when he took on this form, I was curious how she’d react. Guess she’s a lovesick teenager no matter his appearance.”

Yume shakes her head. “I don’t understand how she can be attracted to him like this.”

“It’s called love, Yume,” Yasu says with a dramatic sigh, lifting his hands and shrugging. “But perhaps it’s difficult for you to grasp because you’ve never been in love.” He comments dryly. 

Yume whips her head away from you and Amaimon to face her husband. "What are you saying? That's not true; I love you. I chose to marry you and build a family with you because I love you." 

Yasu raises a brow. “Oh? Really? Do you know why _____ and Amaimon are mates?” 

“Because she stupidly fell for him?” 

"To claim their mate, a deep mutual connection must be present. Humans cannot mark a demon or angel as their mate. However, demons and angels can mark humans if the human returns the same feelings." He grasps Yume’s jaw in his head, gently turning her head from side to side and inspecting her flawless skin. "We've been together for twenty years now,” He frowns at her unmarked skin. “Considering your skin is unmarked, you've never felt that level of connection with me. You’ve never loved me.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal before walking away.

[aliypop]

I Need Somebody

Wordcount: 512

Request by: @sissylittlefeather

Prompt: Elvis and Cecelia on the phone talking

Warning: None

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1958

It was a late night in Louisana, and Elvis was bored in his hotel room. He'd been filming his new movie King Creole and feeling homesick until he thought of an idea, which was to call his girlfriend, who he had hoped wasn't on stage performing. Sure, he loved dating a woman who was his equal, but it did get lonely on those nights when he needed her near to sing him to sleep when his insomnia got the best of him. Of course, Cecelia knew all too well how it felt. Everywhere she turned she could see Elvis, from the posters to the commercials to the merchandise the girls wore to her concerts, but it was nothing like having the real thing. "Alright girls goodnight..." Denise said, wishing The Garnets off as they all disbursed, Cecelia rushed to her room waiting to get into bed, 

"Cece..."

"Yes, mother?"

"Front Desk says your room phone has been hanging off the-" Cecelia dashed flopping onto the bed and rolling over to the phone, "Hook..." Denise shook her head, Elvis sighed getting discouraged as he waited for her to answer, he hoped she was okay, or that she was being true to him, or that she simply was just- 

"Hello?"

 "ELVY WELVY BEAR!" Cecelia shouted as he laughed,

"Hey honey, I missed you," He smiled as he could hear her grinning, "Me too..." She responded by kicking her feet up and swinging them, 

"How's filming?"

"How's the show?"

"You go first..."

"No, you..." 

"No, you..."

"Cece..."

"El..." 

"Lonely..." They said in unison, "Can't sleep without you..." Elvis sighed, "And when I try to I-I toss an turn and then I'm up so I read a book and..."

"And then get reminded of you not reading them allowed?" She asked as he laughed, Cecelia knew him so well it was scary, 

"Yeah... I..."  

"HEY ROSA GIVE ME MY DRUMSTICKS !" Elvis paused as he shook his head,

"You what..."

"Nothing," He shook his head, as he kept trying to focus on what he was saying, 

"I wish you were here right now..." 

"Me too- HEY CARLOTTA GIVE ROSA HER DRUMS..." Elvis blinked it sounded as if Cecelia's voice was coming from the wall behind him, "Sorry baby the girls are acting nuts.." He heard the door open as he took the phone as far as he could with him, his head peeping out the door "No worries honey..."

"Excuse me one second," Stepping out her hotel door, she took a deep breath and said, " YOU TWO ARE FIGHTIN' LIKE CHIL-"

"Ladies..."

"Hi, Elvis!" Rosa waved, Cecelia dropped the phone as she ran over to Elvis, Elvis catching her in a tight hug, and a sweet kiss, 

"Wanna help me fall asleep..."

"Gladly..." 

It was a late night in Louisana, and Elvis was bored in his hotel room. He'd been filming his new movie King Creole and feeling homesick, but now he had his girlfriend Cecelia running her fingers through his hair and singing him to sleep as he happily laid on her chest. 

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s3ep1 --

ALRIGHT MY GUYS. IVE NEVER SEEN THIS SEASON IT'S ALL NEW TO ME. So, lets dig in. And i know, you all could give a shit but Im here, doing this. Making it happen.

Oh he's 21 now! Okay, okay. Good sign. LOL at Misaki yelling at Usami as soon as he wakes up. THis isn't going to go well. Oh Takahiro is coming over!

oh goodness it's a whole music change. damn. usagi needs to recharge, misaki! let him! not misaki still thinking of them as "roommates" there is a baby! daw he is sooooo adorable. lol of course akihiro is terrible with children.

oh no takahiro... making real life words at these two. reality. bro is this season is sad imma scream.

OH!!!!!!!!!!!!! NEW OPENIGN SCENE. Okay. HERE WE GO. oh is that shinobu and myagi? AWE MY BABY NOWAKI AND HIS MAN. oh who is these dude??? new dude??? is this going to be a problem!??!? ! OH Y'ALLL MISAKI MADE A MOVE IN THE OPENING SCENE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am having hope!

Sumi still making an appearance I see. Misaki getting so irritated over Usami's jealousy. LOL. awe the "photo op"!

damn this the first episode and misaki really having to think about life right now. holy cow. we've just started, chill. well i see misaki is still playing with his feelings. smh.

okay this guy? is this the new guy from the trailer? IS HE GOING TO BE A PROBLEM??????? Y'ALL I SWEAR IF THIS DUDE CAUSES TROUBLE IM GETTING NOWAKI AFTER HIM SO DAMN QUICK.

well look at them bonding! Todo? His name? UHM NOT THE LOOK BACK. NO. NO. NO. NOOOOOOOO.

I feel like Usagi is NOT about to let Misaki go to this autograph thing. And not Misaki making a comment about the guy he could have been friends with. Usagi, CHIL OUT.

Oh, here we go.... OH DAMN USAGI GONNA TELL HIS BROTHER?! OH SHIT. Oh Misaki do NOT MESS THIS UP! Bro. THIS MAN IS SO IN LOVE WITH YOU. AND YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH HIM. WHAT IS HAPPENING!?!?!?!? UGH. WHY IS THIS GIVING ME SO MUCH ANXIETY!

who the fuck is this guy??? Mizuki, okay. A friend? TF. another cousin. oh got intense as fk. DAMN ANOTHER ONE OF THESE PPL DRAGGING MISAKI.

well well misaki... are you getting jealous?! concerned???

Misaki: Usagi will hate it and tell him to leave. *Usagi smiles and says he can stay* WAIT DID USAGI SMILE AND GET ALONG WITH THIS GUY. SOMEONE OTHER THAN ME?!

seems like jealousy bro. oh man misaki, darling, it's okay. i (want to but i am unsure) promise that usagi only loves you.

well here we go. lol misaki trying to work info out of usagi, all chill like. i see through you bro. usagi you better figure out your man is anxious or i'll destroy you!

OK I WILL SAY THIS THOUGH. IT IS NOT FAIR THAT USAGI ASK MISAKI, "ARE YOU TRYING TO IMPRISON ME HERE" because just before this dude showed up he was talking about locking misaki up and never letting him leave. ever. alfjalskjdflasjf USAGI PLEASE YOU TOXIC MAN!

Misaki: I think you should just pay attention to me!

oh him and his rush nature. bro you really get yourself into situations sometimes.

lol usagi bro you srsly are so damn toxic. i hate that i love it.

usagi: get so jealous that all you think about is me. okay? great. i love that. i love you. stay. be mine. i am so happy i could die. im gonna kiss you now. forever and ever you stupid boy.

lol at "several days later" BRO THIS KID IS A LOT. i can't even remember his name. smh. bro gonna cause trouble. i thought it was the other new guy but it seems like this guy. im annoyed. and irriated. ugh.

Why do shows like this GET INTO MY HEAD SO MUCH! aljdfalsjdfalsjf im stressssssssssssssed.