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amyispxnk · 11 months ago

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NO BECAUSE I AM SOBBING SO FUCKING HARD RIGHT NOW ITS NOT FAIR ITS NOT FAIRRRR

His daughter’s squeals of delight when he’d gifted them to her had been well worth the theft.

He is actually such a good dad this little thing with the crayons was so fucking sweet

“Because she knows this is hard for you, Joel.”

Thinking about the games and how he must've already been scared about Ellie growing up and then.. I'm gonna make myself cry again

“And Ellie,” he nods, firmly. “M’always gonna keep my girls safe. S’long as I’m around, you’re all safe.”

He's such a protector tho like I'm not gonna start rambling about it but ykwim he's always looking out for his family and I genuinely think his biggest fear would be to lose them

“For being so good to her. To me and Ellie.” Lifting a hand, you reach over and cup the side of his face in your palm. “You’re so good to all three of us and I can’t even imagine what we’d do without you.”

Well ☹️

safe and sound

Post Outbreak! Joel Miller x Female Reader

summary: Your daughter has a nightmare—her daddy makes it all better.

warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI. set in Jackson. slight canon age deviations (Joel is 56, Ellie is 17) READER’S AGE IS NOT SPECIFIED. she’s a child bearing adult woman so do with that information what you will. established relationship, reader and Joel have a toddler (her age is not specified in fic but she’s 3 ish years old), reader has NO PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION and neither does their child except she has Joel’s eyes and his dark curls, no mentions of her skintone. Joel and Ellie are fine bc he deserves it, Joel’s an overprotective girl dad, reader is the chill parent. implications of a toddler being told about clickers, bad dreams, almost smut, Joel and reader get cockblocked, SOFT Joel who comforts his babygirl, mention of Sarah towards the end. very minimal editing.

word count: 2.3k

a/n: listen, i love me some daddy joel but tonight i needed a bit of actual daddy joel. this was whipped up last minute bc i haven’t had the best weekend and needed some comfort. also i didn’t have the mental capacity or energy to come up with a moodboard, so gif it is.

Joel looks down at the old, worn book in his hand.

Winnie the Pooh.

He never would have imagined it. This.

Reading a bedtime story to a toddler. His toddler.

He’s in his fifties—he shouldn’t have a toddler.

He shouldn’t have a teenager, either.

Yet, he has both.

The toddler has his blood, the teenager doesn’t.

But that doesn’t matter to him.

Joel still considers her to be his own kid.

Only, she’s not a kid anymore, not really.

She’s seventeen now. She doesn’t need him much anymore, not the way that his toddler needs him.

“Ellie’s not coming home tonight,” you’d said from where you stood at the stove, stirring in chunks of potato and chopped carrots into the pot of stew in front of you. “There’s a birthday party down at the bar. She’s going with Dina and Jesse.” You can feel the look of disapproval on his face and add, “I said she could go, Joel. She asked me permission.”

“She didn’t ask me,” he’d gruffed. He looked down at the little girl sitting in his lap, scribbling away on an old state map. He had given it to her along with the pack of crayons he’d found during patrol when his group stumbled across a schoolhouse. Though crumbling on the outside, the inside had remained untouched throughout the last two decades—little coats hanging over the back of little chairs, papers scattered all over little desks, little lunch boxes still stored in their cubbies at the back of the room. He instructed the group to search for anything useful, anything that Jackson’s teachers could use for the children in their classrooms. Joel knew that taking without trading was against the rules, but that did nothing to stop him from secretly slipping the box of crayons into his jacket pocket when no one had been looking.

His daughter’s squeals of delight when he’d gifted them to her had been well worth the theft.

“Because she knew you’d say no to her.”

“I would have. Kid’s got no business going to a bar at her age. She’s fuckin’ seventeen years ol—”

The little girl had gasped and stopped coloring.

“Daddy said a bad word.”

You’d turned around and glared at him. “He did.”

She looked up at him with her wide, brown eyes.

Those she’d gotten from him. His dark curls too.

Everything else?

Her smile, her nose, her softness?

That was all you.

“M’sorry, babygirl,” he apologized, sheepishly.

“S’okay, daddy.”

And back to coloring she went.

“Joel, let’s face it. Ellie’s growing up. She’s turning eighteen in a few months and truth is, she has one foot out the door.” Crossing your arms, you leaned back against the counter. “She was telling me how she wants to turn the garage into her own space.”

“There a reason she ain’t talkin’ to me ‘bout this?”

You’d smiled wistfully at him.

“Because she knows this is hard for you, Joel.”

It is hard. Because even though she isn’t his, she’s his and he’s afraid to lose her somehow.

Joel manages to snap himself out of his thoughts.

Rosemary’s now fast asleep, her well loved stuffed bunny rabbit wrapped in her arms. She’s a handful for him during bedtime—she has too much energy and most nights, you have to step in and help him. But tonight, after her bath, he had warmed a glass of milk for her to drink and it seemed to have done the trick because within minutes of him reading to her, her eyes fluttered closed.

Joel sets the book down and leans over to brush a kiss onto her cheek, quietly whispering goodnight. “Sweet dreams, babygirl.”

He switches off the lamp on the bedside table and steps out of his child’s bedroom, being careful not to wake her as he closes the door behind him.

“I still can’t believe she fell asleep within minutes,” you say, staring at him in utter disbelief. “How?”

“Gave her a glass of warm milk before I tucked her into bed,” Joel explains, tugging on a pair of faded black sweatpants. He peels off his shirt and tosses it onto the floor before climbing into bed. “Worked like a fuckin’ charm. She’s out like a damn light.”

You set your book down and raise an eyebrow.

“Joel, I brushed her teeth before her bath.”

“I brushed them again after she drank it, darlin’.”

He outstretches his arm, beckoning for you.

Grinning, you scoot closer to him, draping an arm over his bare chest. “It’s only nine,” you tell him. “I have no idea what we’re going to do with all of this free time we have. Rosemary’s asleep, Ellie’s gone for the night.” You slowly drag your hand down his chest and over his stomach, a finger skimming the waistband of his sweatpants. You hear the way his breath catches in his throat and tease, “I guess we can actually get some good sleep for once, huh?”

Groaning, Joel rolls over and pins you down to the bed as he positions himself on top of you, his eyes glazed over with lust. “We can sleep,” he murmurs as his mouth hovers over yours. He reaches for the buttons of his flannel you’re wearing and begins to single-handedly pop them open only to find you’re not wearing anything underneath. He groans once more. “Or I can make you feel good. S’your choice, baby.”

You gasp as he nips at your chin and starts trailing his lips lower, peppering kisses down the length of your body. Heat blossoms in your lower belly as he settles himself between your thighs. Hooking both arms around them, he nibbles at the soft spot that is right below your navel, the spot you hate, but he adores. Having a child had changed your body and while you two seldom had time to yourselves to do anything of this nature, when you did find time, he never failed to make you feel like you were still just as beautiful to him, if not a thousand times more.

“Fuck,” you whimper. “Please, Joel.”

“Please what, sweetheart? What do you want?”

His voice is low, husky.

Your hands reach down and tangle in his curls.

“Your mouth, Joel. Please. I need your—”

The sound of a teeny knock at the door makes you both freeze on the spot.

“You heard that, right?” you ask him breathlessly.

There’s a second teeny knock.

It’s then followed by an even teenier voice.

“Mommy? Daddy?”

“Fuck,” Joel hisses, scrambling off the bed. “What the hell is she doin’ out of bed?” Picking his t-shirt up from the floor, he quickly throws it on, ignoring that he’d put it on inside out. Watching you as you fumble to button his flannel, he calls, “Just give us one second babygirl, alright? We’ll be right there.”

“I’m decent,” you tell him, getting the last button.

Nodding, Joel opens the bedroom door. His knees protest when he squats down, lowering himself so that he can meet Rosemary’s tearful gaze.

“S’matter, Rosie Posie?” he asks her in a soft voice that he reserves for his girls. “What happened?”

She sniffles. “I—I had a bad dream, daddy.”

You sit on the side of bed and wait patiently.

Joel has it handled. He always has it handled.

He never stopped knowing how to be a father.

“You had a bad dream?” he repeats, frowning.

Rosemary nods, clutching her rabbit to her chest.

A single tear slips down the side of her little face.

Joel reaches out, gingerly wiping it with his finger.

“M’sorry it scared you, babygirl. Tell you what, just for tonight, how about you sleep with me and your mama in our bed? That sound good?” With a small labored grunt, he scoops her into his arms. She is getting heavier and you often tell him it’s not good for his back—he can’t care less. He’ll keep picking her up until the moment his little girl decides she’s a big girl and doesn’t want him to pick her up. Joel carries her over to the bed and sits her on your lap and reminds her, “But this is just for tonight, Rosie Posie. Tomorrow night you’re back in your own big girl bed, alright?”

“Okay,” she nods again and leans against you, tiny shoulders slumping.

“Rosie? What was your dream about?” you ask her gently, wrapping your arms around her. She hardly ever has nightmares—she’s too young to know the world outside the commune’s walls, smart but still too little to understand why she cannot go outside the gates. “What did you dream about, honey?”

She hesitates, then answers, “Monsters.”

“Monsters?” Perplexed, you glance at Joel.

He seems to be just as confused as you are.

“Who did you hear that word from, babygirl?”

“Robbie.”

Your neighbor’s unruly, troublemaker son.

Joel’s jaw clenches slightly. “Thought I told you he ain’t allowed to be around her. The kid is nine, ain’t got no business bein’ around Rosemary. Little brat ain’t nothin’ but a bad influence. He’s always up to no good.” He shakes his head at you. “Said I didn’t want that boy anywhere near our daughter.”

“The kids were out playing in the snow today,” you remember. “He must have been there too. It’s kind of hard to tell who is who when they’re all bundled up and flinging snowballs at each other, Joel.” You shoot him an apologetic look. “Rosie was having a blast playing with everybody—I’m sorry. I suppose I should’ve paid more attention to who was around her.”

He bites back a sigh. He knows it’s not your fault.

Rosie’s too good of a girl, too pure and innocent to know that not everybody is her friend.

“Rosie, what did Robbie say to you?”

Again, the child hesitates.

“He said—he said monsters live outside. They bite people and turn them into monsters too. He said it happened to his daddy.” Rosemary’s eyes flit from you to Joel. “He said it would happen to you, too.”

Your eyes widen in shock. “He said that to you?”

Hands curling into fists, Joel reminds himself now isn’t the time to let his anger take over. “S’not true at all, babygirl.” He reaches over and slides her out of your lap and onto his. Like you, he wants to lie—tell her those monsters she was told about are not real, that they don’t exist. But they do exist and as much as he wishes he could keep her from finding out about all that lies beyond Jackson’s walls, Joel knows that one day, she will. “Listen to me. M’real sorry to hear ‘bout Robbie’s daddy, baby. But I can promise you, that ain’t gonna happen to me.”

She points a chubby finger at you.

“What about mommy?”

“Ain’t gonna happen to her either.”

Rosemary drops her hand, fear clear in her tone as she asks the both of you, “What about me?”

“Of course not,” you say, smoothing back her dark curls. “You’re safe here, honey. As safe as can be.”

Joel nods. “Your mama’s right, darlin’. You’re safe,” he reassured her. “You’re safe and sound.”

“I am?”

He gives her body a warm, gentle squeeze. “Mhm. Always will be. Y’know how I know that, babygirl?”

“How?”

“‘Cause. As long as daddy’s around, he will always protect you,” he promises her. “He’ll never, ever let anythin’ bad happen to you, Rosie. I swear it.” Joel kisses the top of her head, his gaze meeting yours. He murmurs his oath quietly, “On my life.”

Flashing him a small, grateful smile, you reach out and touch his forearm and he places his hand over your own.

“And mommy too?” Rosemary questions him.

“And mommy too.”

“And Ellie?”

“And Ellie,” he nods, firmly. “M’always gonna keep my girls safe. S’long as I’m around, you’re all safe.”

Rosie tiredly snuggles into his chest, yawning.

“What about you, daddy?”

“Huh?”

You squeeze his arm. “Think she’s asking you who is supposed to keep you safe, Joel.”

The little girl nods sleepily. “Yeah. Who?”

“Well.” Joel’s throat bobs nervously. He knows the moment he says what he’s about to say, there’s no going back. Not that he never planned to tell Rosie about her sister, but he’d always imagined doing it when she was older and understood death. “I—uh, I have an angel in the clouds who looks out for me. She watches over me, keeps me safe and sound.”

Rosemary’s curiosity is all that is keeping her from completely passing out in his arms.

“Really? You have an angel?”

Your heart squeezes tightly in your chest. “Joel—”

He lightly shakes his head.

“S’fine sweetheart. I don’t mind tellin’ her.”

Rosie’s fighting to stay awake just a little longer.

“Daddy? What’s your angel’s name?”

Joel answers in the steadiest voice he can muster.

“Her name was—her name is Sarah.”

“Sarah,” she mumbles, her eyes closing. “S’pretty. Your angel has a really pretty name.”

“The prettiest name,” you agree, softly.

Rosie yawns again. “Daddy?”

“What is it, babygirl?”

“Will you tell me stories about Sarah? Please?”

Joel chuckles, rubbing her back. “I sure will. I have plenty of them to tell, Rosie Posie. But not tonight. I’ll save them for tomorrow ni—”

You cut him off “Joel?”

“Yeah?”

“She’s out cold.”

He glances down and sure enough, she’s asleep.

Moments later, the three of you are in bed. Rosie’s in the middle, curled up against Joel’s chest—your chest is pressed against her back but you’re being careful not to sandwich her in too tight in between your bodies.

In a beam of silvery moonlight shining through the bedroom window, you meet Joel’s gaze.

“Thank you,” you whisper.

He chuckles. “For what? Doin’ my job and soothin’ our daughter after a bad dream?”

You smile at him.

Joel turns his face, brushing a kiss into your hand.

“I mean it,” he says, quietly. “S’long as I’m around, you girls will always be safe and sound.”

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smolchildlevy · 3 years ago

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More Than Just Friends

Sugawara Koushi x F!Reader

Prompt: “I think I’m falling for you..”

A/N: I saw this prompt and had to write some fluff- so this is a looong one.

Warnings: major fluff, crack

You and Sugawara have known each other since your first year of high school. Right now, you’re in your third year.

Both of you are really close, telling each other everything. This led to late night FaceTime calls and hanging out after school.

He was in the boy’s volleyball club. You loved the sport, as well as when he would tell you all the things they got into.

You got pretty close with Asahi and Daichi after Suga introduced you to them one time while you were walking out of class during your second year.

This also let you meet Kiyoko as well.

Back then, when you were sitting with them at lunch, they asked you if you wanted to become a second manager of the team.

You accepted, thinking how much fun it would be to hang out with them (especially Suga) everyday. That’s when you met the others on the team later that day.

Now back to today. You were on your way to the gym, late because of school work. When you opened the door, you see four new people.

Everyone was already there, so you were the last one to arrive.

The four boys looked in your direction as you head to where the Daichi and Suga are.

“Hey, sorry I’m late. I got caught up with my last class.”

“It’s understandable, you don’t need to rush.” Suga says smiling at you sweetly.

That smile never failed to give you butterflies every time. Realizing that there were new people there you haven’t seen yet, you ask who they were.

“They’re our new team members!” Daichi explains.

“Ooooh okay, so let’s see what they got!” You smile wide.

Suga loves your enthusiasm.. and your smile (basically everything about you he found endearing).

He grins to himself with a faint blush on his cheeks.

The practice goes by, with you being just as surprised as everyone when you see Hinata’s spike and Kageyama’s sets.

~~~End of Practice~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

While putting everything up, Suga walks up to you after he says his goodbyes to everyone else.

“Hey, Y/N? I have a question.” He asks, hesitantly.

“What’s up?”

“Would you like to come over and hang out? I mean, it’s a Friday so..” he trails off.

“I would love to, Suga!” You say instantly.

“Great!” He beams.

You both head out the gym, side by side.

“Today’s the day..” he thought to himself.

As you approach his house, he goes to unlock it. When the door is open, you grab his hand excitedly and pull him inside.

How heart beats several times faster and his cheeks when to a rose color.

“Let’s go watch [insert favorite horror movie]!” You say while letting go of his hand and sitting on the couch.

“Sure, let me get us some snacks.”

He heads into the kitchen while you set up the movie on his TV.

You hear shuffling coming the kitchen as you get comfy. After a minute, he comes out, snacks in hand. He also had [insert favorite drink] with him since it’s also a drink he loves.

“Wahh! Thank you Suga!”

You eagerly take some snacks and your drink.

“No problem.” He smiles.

He sits next to you, this time more nervous then every other time you came over. The movie starts and you lay back and eat your food.

As it goes on, you get closer and closer to Suga due to being frightened.

No matter how many times you watched the movie, it always scared you. He jolts a little at the sudden contact.

A jump scare you forgot was there came up, and you hugged his arm out of fear.

You’ll be the death of this man- he is nearly flustered. But he didn’t know that you had just realized you did that and you were blushing too.

As the movie ends, you clap your hands together.

“Ahhh, this movie is always just the right amount of scary and funny.” You speak out.

“Agreed.”

“Oh, it’s kinda late now. W-would you want to just sleepover?” Suga asks.

“Wow it is late- might as well then.”

“So do you wanna play card games of something?”

“How about Uno? We haven’t played that in a while huh, Suga?”

“Yeah, you’re right. I’ll go get it.”

“Ok!”

The both of you sit across from each other at a table.

You play a few rounds. Most of it consisted of you two arguing and laughing over having to draw two, or what color it should be.

“Hey! How dare you make me draw four!” You complain.

“Haha, you made me draw six last round! This is my revenge!” He says triumphantly.

“Aha! Take this!” You announced.

“What-“

You set down a reverse and two cancels, then a normal 9 card.

“Uno!”

“No fairrrr” he groaned.

“All’s fair in war and Uno.”

Now, you still have one card left and Suga has two. He sets down a 5 in the color red.

“YES!” You cackled.

You set down your final card and won that round.

“I guess now’s as good of a time as any..” Suga contemplated in his mind.

“Welp, you won.” He sighs in defeat dramatically.

“Yessss.”

“Hey, uh Y/N?”

“Yeah? Are you alright?”

“I am.. I just need to get something off my chest.”

“What’s wrong?” You ask with a worried look painted on your face.

“Oh uh- nothing bad, it’s just..” he trailed off, filled with anxiety.

“Hm?” You urge him on.

“I think I’m falling for you..” He admits, while trying to hide his blush.

You fall silent for a second.

“Y-you are?” You say, still surprised.

“Sorry if that was too sudden I-“

You get up, walk around the table, and stand in front of him. He looks up at you, confused.

His eyes widen in shock when you place your lips on his.

You pull back.

“I feel the same, Suga!” You declared.

Both of you are now blushing messes as you replay the scene in your heads over and over.

“So.. do you want to be my girlfriend?” He spoke.

“I wouldn’t have kissed you if I didn’t.”

“Right.” He laughs.

He gets up and kisses you once more.

Later on, it’s now really late. He asks you if you wanted to go to bed since you looked as tired as he was.

His smile grew wider when you offered to sleep with him. (Not like that- get your mind out the gutter)

You guys cuddled all night, enjoying each other’s embrace.

The next day wakes up before you and so he grabs his phone from the nightstand next to the bed without waking you.

He immediately texts the “Karasuno Volleyboys” groupchat bragging about what went down.

This is so wholesome I-

Anyways, I’ll be continuing my other series, as well as continuing to make other fics like this :)

#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!! x reader #hq x reader #suga x y/n #suga x reader #haikyuu #x reader #suga x reader fluff #female reader #wholesome #ahhhhhh

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rockingego · 1 year ago

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AUGH I HAVE A FANFIC IDEA NOW THIS ISNT FAIR

Imagining like

Netto Enzan and Meiru on a mission, Meiru tagged along because she decided idk

And they get like captured by someone and they re-infect/infect the navis with the dark aura stuff or whatever it was called and then force the operators to cross fuse and they get infected too

And then Laika and Searchman gets put on the case to find and save them

Might not make sense right now but trust me I have a plan

FUCK I HAVENT EVEN FINISHED THE LAST CHAPTER TO SEKAI.EXE AND I HAVE A NEW IDEAAAA THIS IS FAIRRRR

Ever wished we got a cross fused empress meiru?

I wish we got a cross fusion of all the dark navis..

#net's asks #I need to get to drafting on this one now #After I finish sekai.exe though I'm like so close but I dunno how to writeee

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lavendersage · 4 years ago

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herb, milk, cow!! 😊💗

🌿 - answered!

🥛 Milk: What is a food you find comforting when you are sad?

oooohhhh depends on if i’m wanting a meal or a snack!! if i’m hungry enough i’ll go for a nice hot bowl of ramen (i like jin ramen and kimchi ramen!!) or just soup in general tbh. for snacks...i really like fruit with cheese 💚 also a big fan of dark chocolate mmmmm

🐄 Cow: What is one other tumblr blog you really appreciate?

this isn’t fairrrr because i appreciate so many of you 😭😭😭 like...you have no idea. but...i’d say my new friendships with @orchidgoblin and @snackhobi/@celestialjoys have brought me a lot of happiness over the last few months!! 💚💚💚 every day i am amazed that they want to talk to me and i adore them very much!!

#asks #ask game

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yamithediaperdork · 4 years ago

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Forgotten stories 2: From shadow hunter to Bald cuck (Mortal Instruments)

Alec signed as he was walking back from getting a snack to his room, and spotted jace coming back from his date and in tears. he was also in drenched pants and the stench of the piss someone ruined the taste and smell of his triple decker hogie sandwich. as the blond was home much earlier then expected, one had to assume the wet pants had something to do with it and Alec found himself mentally debating going and seeing what was wrong with the little crybaby or leaving him alone since Jace himself had clearly told him off and said he wasn't jace's daddy anymore. (the two had been in a bondage/ S & M nursery daddy and boi relationship that had amused many of the others but Jace himself had apparently gotten tried of soiling himself in bugling diapers and called it off.) Spotting Alec, jace whined loudly, then rushed over and practically tackled Alec, putting his sobbing face in the brunettes chest and knocking his sandwich to the floor. "No no, it's OK. not like i was gonna eat that." Alec grumbled softly, and then softly patting the sobbing dorks back. "ALEEEEECCC! it was Awful!" jace was sobbing and whimpering, and Alec was certain he was getting boogers all over his favorite shirt. "what happened,, as if i can't tell." Alec said, gently moving them toward his room. if he was going to have to be stuck with the little dork all night he wanted it in his room which had enchantments to cut down on the smell of certain things..which had proven useful when he let jace sleep in his room. (he'd also had enchantments put in Jaces room that amplify the effect of those same smells, meaning Jace's room could at times smell like a diaper pail.)

as the big baby calmed down enough he became to tell Alec how he'd met up with a boy from a bar, and they went and saw a movie together (Elmo vs. the teletubbies, part three) and the guy assumed that jace was just being quirky with the movie choice. After the movie they'd gone and picked up a 12 pack of bud, and then had gone back to the guys apartment for a quick little make out session before the main event. (alec had pointed out that Jace KNOWS that beer just goes right though him and due to his angel blood doesn't get him drunk, but Jace had just whined that he didn't wanna be rude.) sitting on the worn leather coach that the date had bragged was inherited from his grandfather, jace had felt himself getting crazy hot in the loins for the cutie, only to realize that he was getting hot, because he was starting to soak himself.

"So then the guy freaked out and yelled at me and called me a stupid diaper baby, so I smashed a beer bottle and cut up that stupid crotch and came home!" jace finished and sniffled, in just his soaked undies now and rubbing a eye as alec stripped him. "...well that was rude." alec said. "I know right? Like it was my fa-" "let me rephrase that. you were a naughty little boy who's in for it now,!" Alec said. "W-what!? But he yelled at ME!" "For pissing yourself like a god damn baby, yeah, and somehow you think he's in the wrong? you're gonna get put in proper clothing for a little spaz like you, then you're going to go over to his place with me and say sorry!" Jace huffed at that and stooped a foot, crossing his arms. "Not gonna and you can't make me!" Alec rolled his eyes at that and just reached for the hair brush as Jace's look of defiance turned to one of terror and the back of his undies, already piss stained, bloated out and a faint smell of shit filled the room. "...you know a cow could drop a deuce in here and the enchantments would cover it up? what the fuck have you been eating?" Alec asked. "...I like grilled cheese sandwiches but they don't like me." Jace whined. "..let's get you cleaned up, and dressed and then we'll visit this poor guy." "well uh..i don't remember his name. or where he lived.. or what he looked like!" Jace lied quickly. "I'm sure it'll all come back to you after a few minutes over my knee." "..Um..I uh..gosh it must of been a memory charm and somehow being back here cleared my head! I can tell you everything!" "amazing how that works. you're still getting a spanking for being a brat." "But thats not fairrrr!"

one quick and efficient shower later, Jace was being dried off by Alec and looking nervously at the hair brush and noming on a edge of the towel that was on his head. "Do..Do you hafa use the brush?" Jace finally asked, even though his cock was standing out at all 6 inches of it's stiff glory. "would you prefer I use the studded paddle? or got a wooden spoon?" Alec asked, noting with a smirk that despite the tremble and look of fear in the big babies eyes, and the fear in his voice.. jace's cock was twitching and drooling. "Nooo! Just your hand!" the Blond baby whined. "Hmmm..I'll make you a deal. I'll give you a hand spanking, but when we go you wear that pretty purple dress Isabelle got you. if you take the brush, sailor shorts and a sailor top with the hat. and if you take the paddle, Shortalls." Alec said with a smirk. "...I really hate you sometimes." "keeps our relationship interesting." Alec agreed. "ngggh..Not a freaking sissy.." Jace whined then looked thoughtful. "Make up your mind soon or you'll get both the brush and paddle, and then I'll put you in the dress." Alec said after 20 seconds. "Ah! Paddle!" the little diaper baby whined., then covered his mouth. smirking and tugging the whiny diaper bitch in for a forehead kissed, Alec chuckled. "no take backs."

before the spanking started, Alec made jace sit on a training potty (shaped like duck just to piss the little guy off) and used a spell to ensure that jace's bladder and bowels were cleared out before the spanking. he could always after all refill the brats guts, but this helped keep him from pissing all over the place or shitting everywhere. (the potty had been bought after the first spanking, so Alec knew what he was talking about.) with the sluices cleared so to speak, and Jace almost squirting out his loser milk five times as alec wiped his hole and cock clean, the blond brat was over his daddy doms lap. "...you know..you should go easy on me with the spanking." jace tried. "Oh?" Alec asked, tapping the paddle on the blonds bubble butt. "Y-yeah! see, you made me a helpless pants wetter so all of this tonight is kinda your fault." "mhmm..who begged who to spank them and put them in thick diapers where they belonged to start all of this?" alec asked. "...just saying is all." Jace huffed and closed his eyes. "well i predict the next thing you say is 'owwww daddy please spank me harder!'" alec smirked and brought the paddle down hard. and wouldn't you know it? He was right.

even with the ribbons he had tied around Jace's cock to keep the little bitch from spurting during his spanking, there was a puddle of pre on the floor that jace was currently laping up while on all fours, sobbing and moaning as he kept reaching behind himself to squeeze and fondle his tormented cheeks. Daddy meanwhile was laying out 4 thick diapers and then picking out a light tan pair of short all's and a white diaper shirt to go with. there was also a pair of white socks and a pair of tan sneakers,and to finish off the look there was a tan pacifier. "you better keep your cock under control brat or I'll bring out the clippers again." alec warned as he noted that Jace had been trying to low key work some of the ribbons off so he could FINALLY spurt out his load, his balls looking rather heavy and full. "Buh..but..I hate the head shaving!" Jace whined and pouted. "...according to you you hate all of this and yet here we are. though if you think about it. going up to a guy who was ready to fuck you..diapered." whimper. "Dressed like a toddler." Louder whimper. "and with your cuck diaper baby hair cu-" was as far as Alec got as jace cried out and fired out streams of cum, howling in frustration as the ribbons kept him for getting the full benefit and when he went to reach down and stroke himself Alec was quickly there, holding his hands behind his back and kissing Jace's neck. "you're gonna look cute as a cue ball." he chuckled. "A-asshole." jace whined.

the hair cut hadn't taken too long, and jace whined and sobbed as his long blond locked were shaved off all while daddy hummed happy tunes. the big baby was in just his diapers as daddy didn't want the hair getting all over his other clothes, but kept mentioning how itchy and irritated the shaving was going to leave the boy alll night long and would playfully pinch and tease jace's nipples while bringing such facts up. after getting his head bald as a melon, and making Jace wave bye bye to his hair before he flushed it down the toilet, Alec had then gotten the big baby dressed up and put a little curse on the pacifier that Jace could only remove it from his mouth with permission from daddy, or if someone else removed it for him. with the oversized nipple pressing down on jace's touge this meant that A) the former blond, now cue ball was blissfully quiet for a change and B) was a very drooly baby as Jace got out the seasume street themed toddler leash and got it attached to jace. "Don't worry though buddy.. if you get soo red faced and humiliated that you end up cumming again, this time daddy won't punish you. he'll just point it out to everyoneeeee." alec promised and rubbed the top of jace's head. "Man, you craving grapefruit too or just me?" he asked, making the poor baby bitch look in the mirror. jace just drooled and sulked. 'Jesus Christ. lex luthor likely has more hair then me now.'

heading out onto the streets, it was late enough that they didn't run into alot of people, though those that they did either stared and laughed, or who muttered about freaks. they did have the misfortune to go by a pack of vampires who took one look at the ex blond shadow hunter who loved to torment them and they all burst out laughing, giving the pair safe passage as they joked that they didn't hurt widdle babies. getting to the apartment block with jason (the Scottish boy that jace had been flirting with lived,) jace whined and mumbled around the paci, or tried to and just made more spittle go down his chin and add to the damp stain on the front of his shortalls. "huh..maybe next time I'll add a drool bib." Alec chuckled and then buzzed Jason's apartment. "Don't even think about trying to run. the same curse i put on your paci? i put on your diapers. unless you wanna be stuck in the same diapers for a week.." Alec trailed off and jace whined..but stopped trying to pull away. "Hello?" came a voice over the intercom and alec put up a finger for jace to stay silent, not that the big baby could talk right now. "Hi, is this jason Moonshore?" alec asked. "aye, what be it to you?" came the boys voice. "I have someone here who wants to say sorry for eailer tonight, and is going pay for the damages to your furniture." alec said. "...who's this and what makes you think i want that crazy bugger back up in here?" jason asked, his voice filled with hostitly. "I'm his Daddy dom, and trust me, you'll never forgive yourself if you don't at least see this." alec said. "look, there's 100 bucks in cash in it for you, taken from baby jace's own private little fund he was saving away to use on a trip to Disneyland." alec added as jace went wide eyed. that motherfucker had gone into his room and musta broken up mr.oinky, his piggy bank! DICK MOVE! "...aye just know I'ma regret this." the scot said after about 15 seconds of silence and buzzed them in.

As jason opened his door he took one look at jace and burst out laughing, and shaking his head. "git off, this is some damn yank prank show is it?" he asked, poking his head out into the halls to look for cameras. "nope. just a total diaper wearing bottom bitch and the poor sucker who puts up with him. may we come in?" Alec asked. "I suppose so.." Jason said and looked down at the puffy waist of jace. "aye doubt he'll be leaking anymore in here t'night." he added with a grin and stepped aside. though as jace waddled past, eyes filling with tears and looking down at the carpet he handled off and swatted the big baby's puffy backside. "aye could get used to that." he mused. "Noted. I'm always looking for babysitters. " alec laughed. Popping the pacifier out of Jace's mouth alec smiled at the bald baby, and nodded to jason. "Is there something you'd like to say little man?" "...I'm sowwy fer making tinkles on yer couch den being a bwat." jace said babishly, then looked confused for a second before realizing that alec must of had a baby talk curse on the pacifire as well. "Pffft...Bwhahahaha! Oh god! this totally makes up for the pissy couch. and as long as ya fix it up, yer forgiven." Jason said and then patted the bald babies head. "Fank ku! Dada, I's said sowwy, we go home now?" jace asked, his cock throbbing in his diapers even as he was mortified. "Hmmm I dunno..I think we owe Jason a evening of hot steamy sex still. well, those of us who can control ourselfs." alec smirked. "aye, I was promised a night in paradise. and ye be looking mighty fine." the scot said and smiled at alec. "But..but what 'bot me!?" jace mewed and whined. "..do you have any toys or something the baby can play with while we fuck?" alec asked.

And so the night where Jace was gonna show that he could be a mature young man and not a little diaper baby ended with him sitting on the living room floor of the man he had intended to top, dressed like a toddler and making tinkles and poo's poo's in his diapers while playing with action figures..all while forced to listen to his daddy and new daddy moan and cry out as they fucked hard in the master bedroom.

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celesecretsanta · 5 years ago

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@froggystyles : hello, hello, hello!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💛💖💞🥰🌞🌙💘🌻🌿💝💖❣🍉💞⭐🎇💓🍒

jdshk to be fairrrr, i could be in a completely different timezone, buuut the truth is it was around 5am i sent it :/ askjdhk yes, that'd be an ICONIC look on crowley

oh yeah, it is solo work which makes it. Different. ah, yes falling. really. punches you in the gut. and calls you out. and we jst. let him huh. i think it resonates w/ me bc. i've changed so much in the past 5yrs and i don't love the person i;m becoming?? i mean, i don't hate myself, it's more, i'm accepting of things i shouldn't be accepting of and idk . much 2 think abt!

hey well, if you have the power to make what you write abt yourself come true, write positive stuff and see what happens! (also: do you have a diary/journal that you write in daily? i wrote religiously 5th-8th grade and in 9th grade, i stopped. kinda wanna get back on it, but i can never stay consistent :/)

ahh okay, so basically it's a tv show remake of the musical?? idk . it's on disney+ & i my bi ass love the characters with my whole heART

hmmm that's if i ever get around to writing smth hdsfkj but! when i do, i'll definitely share w/ you :') it's more original work than an au (but! y'know how louis's the sun and harry's the moon? well. the main couple in mine are wlws & one's middle name is solange (means sun) & the other's mahina (means moon) so.. hl are my inspo as well)

i think . we feel more true to ourselves bc our lesbian mother, the moon, is out and ready to love us. just a theory sdkjfh

ooH, so you're more like an only child.. validish.sdfkj and yes, that is a big age difference. i have three younger sisters with a 2yr / 6yr / 8 yr age diff so we're pretty close (*however: i fell asleep during the maze runner and my sisters left me. on the living room floor . to wake up with an 90y/o back . is that "close" .)

ahsdkjfhk i can only do and just barely do math. i'm learning to drive rn bc my permit expires in april rip and i Hate it. i've tried cooking and it's alright?? i just don't have the patience for it

TUNAAA it's just that i used to love tuna and have good memories attached to it and jst . haven't had it in ages. wellll, i've have tuna subs from subway, but that Doesn't Count

oH praar is a beautiful name!! i'm sending my love right back to them 💛💝 nahh, that's only for winter. fall, spring, and summer, my bed's a mess

ahHH YES, they're soft and in Love and [interviewer voice] that's beautiful, harry reading fics tbh is all like 'damn i wish that were me.jpg'

HE REALLY DOES!! he's come a Long Way and i'm very proud of that, but thinking abt how ppl fixate on one (1) bad thing makes me very, very angry

omggg, 2016!! that was . a Trip, to say the least . anD NOOAFSHDKJ @ 2015 you

my friends made me watch the wymb music video at the end of 4th grade (so summer 2012) and it was Downhill from theredskjfh but no, so i knew of their existence and everything but loWkey, i only liked them bc my friends did. also i had like. google alerts set up so i knew all the Drama oof. also. tragicallyyyy i shipped elouno (10y/o me thought she was pretty ok) in 2016 though, i watched The One fimq video and sold my soul & sanity to the devil as i became the biggest larrie

oH RTTTT i went to college early bc i was ""smart"" and now . everything sucks bc i'm not the person i thought i was and i feel myself burning out but i don't care enough to Care y'know . but!! day by day, right! we just have to sit. and reflect. and change a little something each day to be the better person

💘🌻❤✨💞

yes!!! books have a way of transporting you away from reality. most times i feel like i am watching life zoom by me and that i'm living on autopilot and i don't know how to take back control? i guess we both have ''much 2 think abt!''

odaat!!!! i love that show omg, so glad it was picked up. and yeah, i think that since we are jUst getting rep, it isn't going to be super relatable for everyone. when i was younger, i latched on to any and every desi person, no matter how toxic/bad the rep was lol. i rmbr rlly liking ravi from jessie . rn, i really like skam for rep tbh

babe you knowing that you were who you needed early on is amazing. i know you'll time will come, you just have to take it ahah . one day at a time .

and this has to be my fave quote abt reading: “I have lived a thousand lives and I’ve loved a thousand loves. I’ve walked on distant worlds and seen the end of time. Because I read.” --George R.R. Martin

life comes at you quick huh . my room doesn't feel mine oops, but!! i really want to hang up pictures in mine, fill up the walls with love and whatnot

okay! so! do you listen to music for the melody or the lyrics? some fics/books you'd rec?

last notes: m listeing to lorde rn and thinking of you :')

may life be softer, ✨

#thank YOu for being you!!!#ily and m sending you good vibes 💕💖💜🤎🤞🏽🌟🎇🌻💝💛

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albuspottrss · 5 years ago

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Hpcc part two recap from January Third

The scorpion king spends a lot of time anxiously fiddling with his robes, he doesn’t know what to do with himself :(

Craig!Karl did an excellent high kick as he ran over to the scorpion king (probs to try and impress him ;))

Luke!Yann was making intense eye contact with the scorpion king as he checked whether they were ;) still ;) on ;) for ;) tonight

Yann and Karl do a very enthusiastic chant on “VOLDEMORT”

Lola!Polly pointing out as she spelt f a c t and then doing a very dramatic hair flick

“Taking to the ball” Lola was bobbing up and down like an excited penguin

“Oh Potter” was followed by the loudest “eurghhhhhh” ever like she was genuinely disgusted

“The future is ours to make” she waved her hands in the air and did a dramatic little squeal

As the staircases went off Lola!Polly collapsed down on the stairs and fanned herself after her moment with the scorpion king

The scene in Dracos office is always super super intense with Jon!Scorpius. He gets worked up very quickly, he simply cannot believe his father would be responsible for all these cruel things and he’s learnt to not bottle up how he feels anymore and he just explodes- very similarly to the library scene :(

After getting his head slammed on the table Jon kinda stays there sobbing for a bit, he’s so broken at this awful world he’s found himself in

Draco finds himself crying and fiddling with his wedding ring at the mention of Astoria and hurridly busys himself with tidying his desk as a distraction

Both of the boys were incredibly emotional and crying as they spoke about Scorpius’s mother 🥺

Draco comes to give his son a reassuring tap on the chest, but Scorpius fully flinches himself away from him, he is so scarred by the violent way his father treated him moments ago and doesn’t feel safe

When Jon mentions Albus he got all choked up on the line “my best friend” as if he knew that it was very likely he wouldn’t ever get to see him again

When Hermione whipped her wand out at him Scorpius was so panicked and fell to the floor in terror, he’s so scared and as Hermione is on top of him he lies there shaking and twitching his foot, he’s so scared of the pain that might be inflicted on him :( - which makes the torture scene and the crucios later on so much worse

Scorpius tried to point out to Ron that his wands the wrong way round

I cannot remember for the life of me what was going on here but I have in my notes “Tom reaching out his hands and jazz handing at the dementors” and I felt like that needed to be shared

Scorpius took the biggest gulp before going into the lake, he knows the fate of the world relies on him

I adore how excited Dombus is about seeing a mermaid and then he dramatically re-enacts the ‘pincers’ and flails his arms around dramatically

The lake hug is one of the cutest hugs ever they’re both just so happy to see each other and hug so tight 🥺

Jon whacked the tie into the pool with such force it splashed Dom so hard

Draco imitates the awkward way Scorpius says ‘hello dad’ so sassily with a little wave

Dombus tries so hard to pretend like he’s got no idea what the time turner is - he’s not a good liar ;)

In trouble again! Had some great moments including but not limited to Luke!Yannns iconic staircase cartwheel parkour display, and Rayxia shouting at Ronnie to “go that wayyyyy”

Draco is such a little suck up to Mcgonagall, he sticks his hand up and proudly says “seems fairrrr” he can’t help himself but be a teachers pet

On the stairs when RGW finds out she didn’t exist Ryan!James does the most reassuring shoulder pat, we stan supportive cousins

Doms reply of “no” after the are you okay is so broken and hurt and lost

Albus is properly snuggled up in the slytherin dorm scene, until Scorpius crawls out of bed and gets right round in his face to shout and wake him up

“Malfoy the unanxious” Jon puts his hands on his hips and looks so proud of himself 🥺

“I’m not sure being fearless is good for your health” on fearless Dom mocked Scorpius’s confident movements and it’s the cutest thing

Jon then sat down on the bed next to Albus as they had their little heart to heart, and Scorpius kept hugging his knees, there was a lot of touching going on here between the boys too

Albus tucks himself back into bed, ready for a good nights sleep before Scorpius ruins that chance

Ronnie!Cbj looked so worried when he realised scorbus were missing, we stan one prefect in training, he gave a determined nod at his orders from Minnie G and ran off as fast as he could

The owlery Scorpius drapes his legs down the stairs and has his hand resting right behind Albus leaning in super close

“A much underestimated part of modern witchcraft”- Scorpius then gave Albus a little nudge and it was super cute

Dombus gets very emotional when describing what the dark au was like :(( he thinks it’s all his fault

Scorpius was crouching as far away from Delphi as possible he was clearly very frightened of her :((

Michelle!Hermione was blushing so hard at the “I bloody love you” and giggling like a little girl as she tapped on Tom!Rons chest

Joward!Draco was full on shaking his head at Rons revelation of Albus and his ‘older girlfriend’ like he knew it couldn’t be true since it’s clear Albus is in love with his own son

After Ron messes up Scorpius’s name and calls him “scrupius” Joward angrily shouted “SCORPI” But got cut off before he could say scorpius and just ended up venting out scorpi and it was very sweet

Scorpius flinched as soon as the wand was pointed at him :(((

After Delphi turns to Scorpius, Albus screamed “NO, no PLEASE NO”

Dombus charges forward at Delphi on the first crucio, hes so desperate to try and save his friend, and when he gets stopped he writhes on the floor in pain but trying to get up and save Scorp

Jon collapses on the floor completly broken after the first crucio, everytime a wand had been pulled at him since the dark au hes flinched, afraid at what awful spell will come out of the wand- I think this is because he’s always been so enfatuated with magic, he loves it and all the clever ways it can be used to help people, but then he sees the horrors it can cause in the dark world and truly appreciates how the awful things it can do, and everytime a wand gets drawn on him he’s terrified, if he could use those awful spells in a situation like that then surely anyone could, and then it finally happens, hes tortured and it breaks him because he knows that another version of himself was using it on innocent people

Before the maze Luke was giving the biggest cheers and Gordon was waving his slytherin scarf around like a windmill

Act Four

In the second EGM there were several shouts of “SHAME” and “ridiculous!”

When Ron stepped up to defend his friends but said he had no idea what was going on everyone clapped

Scorpius nearly started tearing up when they mentioned Ceeby :(

Albus grabbed Scorpius’s hand (once again) to drag him along to godrics hollow :))

Lola waved at Luke after they put the pumpkins down and they did the biggest grin at each other and swunggggg their hands together as they exited :))

When hiding from bathilda bagshot Albus ran the furthest I’ve ever seen him run and had absolutely nowhere to hide so just stood by the wall at the front of the stage with his arms crossed and his head down trying his best to not look toooo suspicious (hint: it didn’t work)

Whilst watching his grandparents, Albus and Scorpius were stood super close together, Albus so happy he’s seeing his grandparents, Scorpius wanting to be as close to Albus as possible to make sure he’s okay

Both of the adorable little nerds were jumping up and down after seeing Bathilda Bagshot

Jamie!Harry is still sobbing over his interaction with Dumbledore and awkwardly turns away when Draco walks in because he doesn’t want to show how vulnerable he really is and puts on a brave face to the world

Joward!Dracos awkward laugh at this office will soon be mine is everything. “Hahahahah. Ha.”

Draco was getting very emotinal about Astoria and the blood malediction

Audience: all decide that this is the perfect moment to have a coughing fit

Albus speaks of his grandma with so much admiration and love

Scorbus are so excited about their plans, Dom grabbed Jons shoulders in pure excitement before realising it wouldn’t work

They both mime out the cot and standing over the baby and when Albus shouts “helpppppppp” dead seriously, he started jazz handing before they both collapsed into laughter at how stupid it was

If you’ve seen Doms Albus you’ll know what I’m on about but the pause after Scorpius says “I’d choose you” hes sooooo touched, and so happy about it that he’s literally speechless, and then he starts to open his mouth to say, ‘I’d choose you too” but then in true awkward Albus style he panics last minute and makes the joke about it but it’s so cute and you can see Scorpius knows that he would choose him too

Jon!Scorp listens so intensely to what Albus has to say, even when he has no idea what is going on, he wants to support him and bounces up and down with Albus because he knows he’s super clever and just needs the encouragement!

Tom!Ron leaning in for a hug after the “you’ve got really nice hair Draco” and Joward being super sassy and turning away

Scorpius ran away from Draco when he came towards him, he’s still haunted by the dark world :(

But then they leaned in for the hug and it lasted foreverrrrr neither of them wanted to let go and when they finally broke apart Joward started holding Jons cheeks 🥺

Albus and Ginny’s hug was super cute as always and then Albus kept his arm wrapped around ginny long after she broke apart

Susie and Jamie are the perfect Hinny, in the church they have a beautiful heart to heart and the they lean in together so that their foreheads are touching and it’s the cutest thing ever

Scorpius is glowing after being referred to as like Hermione, it means so much to him to be referred to the girl who was “the brightest witch of her age” and the current minister for magic

Scorpius does not want his dad to volunteer to be voldemort he’s shaking his head and trying to protect him in case something goes wrong and he loses the last member of his only family :(

After the suggestion of ‘zaPping” Delphi, Draco makes zapping hand actions before he can stop himself and then looks at his hands in absolute disgust

Albus steps in front of his dad when Draco makes a comment, he’s so desperate to protect him

There was a lot of reassuring holding going on with Scorbus as Albus watches his dad turn into voldemort :(

When Ron and Scorpius are looking out for Delphi, they were having a conversation and then Jon made binoculars with his hands to mime his being on the lookout

Dombus takes Harry’s wand away during Lily and James and just holds Jamie’s hand 🥺

Draco was stroking Scorpius’s head :((

Yolly did another hand hold as they walked across the stage and Lola!Polly was giggling :))

Jon says “oh yeah right” after the mention of Rose after their hug so quickly and confused, Rose is literally the last thing on Scorpius’s mind right then bless him

Jamie!Harry did a large shudder before muttering out “pigeons!!”

Jamie!Harry did the biggest laugh at Albus’s pigeon racing joke and it was reallyyyyy sweet

And that’s it on my notes there but I hope it managed to give you some dombus and scone feels and plenty of scorbus 🥺💚 cast four are really something special and I loveeee writing about them so sorry these notes are rather long haha :)

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miikoos · 3 years ago

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hi senny!! im so proud of you for reaching 50 followers <33 ill be here waiting for the 500!!

for your event :O i, mercury bestest planet (they/it) would like to bring my darling bokuto kōtarō with me to your lovely place! me and kō's theme song is probably home by edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros (i linked my favourite cover).

i would appreciate a drabble! thank you senny <3 i love you forever

looks like MERCURY has arrived !

welcome to the arcade, mercury and bokuto !

he's absolutely INFATUATED by you

he loves your smile, and will do anything to see it!

you smiled at someone's puppy? be prepared for at least 7 pictures of puppies daily (if not hourly)

he finds your voice relaxing, whether you're talking, singing, or humming

his favourite moments with you aren't nessecarily big and bold, some of the most precious ones are where you're cuddled up together and watching a cheesy rom-com

he LOVES showing you off to the team! if you're not there in person, he brags about you and shows them the latest pictures of the two of you

sometimes he gets insecure because he knows he's not the best at reading emotional cues, so little gestures like surprise kisses and random compliments go a long way <3

your song: loverboy by a-wall

"meeeerr!" bokuto whined. you smiled and looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "what's wrong, ko?" you asked. he pouted and crossed his arms. "it's not fairrrr! you're too good at these games, and i haven't even won you one thing!" he said, gesturing to all of the arcade machines. you laughed and pecked his cheek. "how about this... every time i win, you owe me a kiss, and every time you win, i owe you one?" you asked. bokuto thought for a second, realising it was a win-win situation. he instantly perked up, dragging you to the air hockey table. "let's start playing then!! we have loads of tokens to spend!!"

#player: mer (best planet) ; 🎱#sen hits 50 <3

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lindseyluvsdrag · 7 years ago

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It Takes Two Ch. 8

Ignore any typos :)

Clark eagerly skipped back and forth across the hospital lobby. “I'm gonna teach her how to run and jump and hunt and fight evil.”

“I thought you said that she was evil?” Naomi chuckled.

“She is but I'm gonna teach her to be good!”

“Good. You'll be a great big sister, right?”

The girl nodded just as Matt dashed into the lobby. “It's a boy!”

Everyone who held a pink balloon, flowers or gift basket began to spew out their confusion.

“I don't know,” Matt stammered. “I guess the machines in the Bahamas suck and they didn't see his little junk on the screen- and he has my junk so don't crack any size jokes.”

“Well, congratulations, Matty,” Jake and several others offered.

“What the heck!” Clark shrieked. “Lord Tater Tots is now a boy?!”

“Lord Tater Tots has always been a boy. We just didn't know it.”

“I knew it! I knew that the baby wasn't a girl but I didn't know that the baby was a boy.”

Matt's eyebrows furrowed. “But if it's not a girl...then it-”

“Lord Tater Tots is a shape shifter! This is the worst kind of villain, Dad! I have my work cut out for me.” The girl secured her cape around her neck.

“Have you named him yet?” Naomi asked.

“No,” Matt admitted. “I'm still getting used to the fact that I have a son.”

“Shea named her kid Peter,” Jake informed. “After Danny's Dad.”

“Oh, cool,” Matt said as invited his daughter into his arms, but the distressed girl continued to pace and mumbled her plans about saving the world from her younger sibling. “Well, I'll call you guys when they put him behind the glass.”

Matt collected the gifts and made his way back to Violet's room where the woman was still sleeping. “That kid was nine pounds. You'll definitely be out for a while.” The man kissed his wife's cheek. “I love you so much. Thank you for my children,” he whispered.

Just then, a nurse knocked and entered. “I'm here to get the baby's name.”

“Um…” Matt nervously glanced at the sleeping Violet.

“I could come back later,” she offered.

“No, that's okay. I have the name.”

---

Clark's face was firmly pressed against the glass that separated her from her new baby brother. “The face of pure evil,” she whispered.

“He's so cuteeee,” Naomi said adoringly.

Clark scowled. “But I'm cuter, right, Auntie Naomi?”

“You're the cutest niece that I have.”

The girl grinned before frowning and turning her attention back to the baby. “What is his secret identity, Dad?”

Matt cleared his throat for the dramatic moment. “Shea's son is named Peter, correct?”

“Um.. yeah?” Jake replied.

“Everyone, meet Parker!” The expression on everyone but Jake's face remained the same.

“Dude, that's awesome!”

“Isn't it?! They're born a day apart so they'll probably be best friends. Peter and Parker also known as-”

“Spider-Man,” Clark mumbled.

“How does Violet feel about this?” Naomi asked.

“She doesn't know yet,” he quietly admitted.

The woman simply shook her head.

“Parker James Lent is a pretty cool name regardless.”

---

When Parker was returned to his father, Matt gasped when the seemingly lethargic baby finally opened his eyes.

“Hi, buddyyy,” he cooed. “You have your Mommy's eyes and you have my junk. You're gonna lead a good life.”

Parker studied Matt's face and connected the image to the voice that he'd been hearing for the past nine months. The baby immediately began to cry.

“Oh, noooo. Sssshhh, it's okay, buddyyy,” Matt said in attempt to soothe the baby but Violet had already woken up.

“What's happening?” she rasped in a voice that sounded like broken glass. The baby's crying simmered down to a whimper as he searched for the familiar voice.

“I think he's hungry.”

A sharp pain shot through Violet as she attempted to sit up. “Not happening,” she groaned. “Babe, can you give me my bag? It has the breast pump in it.”

“Of course,” Matt replied. His voice caused the newborn's whimper to return to a cry. The man stood and gently handed the sobbing baby to his mother. “I swear this kid already hates me.”

“Hi, babyyy,” Violet cooed as she examined the child from head to toe for defects. “Aww, he has a little birthmark on his right butt cheek. I swear if you bring home any girls that know about that I'm gonna kick your little butt.”

Despite the content of the conversation, his mother's voice had a calming effect on the baby. He intently stared up at her and studied her face.

“Hi, Mr. Handsome, how are you?” Violet continued. “You are so much cuter than your sister was as a baby.”

“Is it because he looks like me?” Matt cheekily asked.

“Pfff, he has my eyes and...no hair,” she said as she slid back his cap. “Well, maybe he does look like you.”

Matt laughed as he handed Violet the breast pump. “And for that reason, he'll definitely be a lady's man,” the man said proudly. “We’re gonna need extra large diapers for him because he's packin’.”

Violet rolled her eyes. “Don't listen to your silly Daddy. If any bitches come to my house looking for you, I'll kill them. Yes, I will. Yes, Mommy will kill those bitches,” she cooed.

Matt leaned over the edge of the hospital bed. “It’s okay, Parker. I'll sneak them in the back for you.”

“What did you call him?”

Matt gulped. “Parker?”

“Did you name him already?”

“...yes.”

Violet frowned. “Matthewwww,” she whined. “How is that fairrrr? I didn't get to name Clark and we didn't even discuss this. Don't you think I want an input when naming my children?”

“You were sleeping when the lady came in, like, what did you want me to do?”

“Wake me up!”

“Last time I tried that, you told me to figure it the fuck out because you were so tired!”

All of the commotion brought the newborn to tears. “Just get away for me, Matthew. You're so fucking selfish it's ridiculous.”

The man grumbled something to himself as he made his way to the exit.

“Tell Naomi that I need her!”

Matt quickly whipped around to face Violet. “No, I'll give you a minute alone but I'm not calling Naomi. I'm your husband and that is my baby. If you need help, that's why I'm here.”

“Well, I...um..,” Violet stammered. “Damn me for finding you so hot when you get like this.”

Matt's smirk was smug. “I'll give you a minute.”

“Tell Naomi to come hereeeee. I still need someone to bitch about what you did to.”

“Babe, if you hate the name so much, I'll hunt down the lady and see if we can change it.”

“It's not that I hate the name, Matthew. It's that you named him without me.”

“I'm really sorry. I didn't think you'd want to be bothered after having a nine pound baby so I just took it upon myself to name him. Again, I'm really sorry.”

“It's okay, I guess. Thank you for being considerate of my rest.”

The man made his way over and kissed his wife. “I'll be sure to wake you when it's time to name baby number three.”

Violet's eyes grew wide. “Fuck all the way off. The baby making days are over.”

Matt laughed and kissed her again. “I'll hold him while you pump.” The man grabbed his son from his wife's hand. “Hi, buddyyy.”

Parker began to whimper.

“Hey, hey,” Matt protested. “I'm your Dad so get used to it. You can't cry everytime I get you.”

Parker began to cry.

Violet laughed. “Looks like I finally have a sidekick.”

---

Naomi led a reluctant Clark into the Violet's hospital room.

“Come meet your little brother,” her mother said with a smile.

“I already saw it through the evil blocker,” she reminded.

“Huh?”

“We saw him behind the glass earlier,” Naomi translated.

“Well, you still have to meet him and say hi so that he can hear you.”

With a wrinkled nose, the girl slowly approached the bed and stood on her tiptoes to get a good glimpse of the baby. “It looks like pink poop.”

Violet gave her a look. “First of all, your brother is a 'he’ not an 'it’. Secondly, his name is apparently Parker.”

“I know. Miss Shea's baby is Peter, this baby is Parker, together they are Peter Parker like Spider-Man but Lord Tater Tots is more like Green Goblin because he's a shape shifting villain!”

Clark's shouting made the newborn whimper.

“Would you stop yelling?” her mother asked. “This is your brother and you're going to be nice to him.”

“Clark let's have a hero meeting out in the hall,” Matt said.

“Yes!” The girl eagerly skipped towards the door and was led out by her father. “Okay, so what's the plan on vanquishing Lord Tater Tots?”

“Clark, we're not going to vanish Lord Ta-, I mean, Parker. He is one of us, therefore, a good guy.”

“So…he’s a good shape shifter?”

“Yes,” Matt assured.

“Then why did he make Mommy fat and crazy?”

“Me, cravings and hormones.”

Clark rolled her eyes at the pitiful excuse that she refused to believe.

“So, you wanna go back in and give Lord- ugh, Parker, another chance?”

Before the girl could respond, she heard Naomi's voice.

“Oh my God, Vi, he's so perfecttttt.”

The girl scowled and stormed towards the door. She attempted to yank it open, but she struggled to turn the knob so Matt did the honors. Clark stomped into the room to see Naomi holding Parker.

“Auntie Naomi, how can you say that he is perfect?! You said that I was perfect!”

“Well, he's the perfect boy and you're the perfect girl.”

“He's not perfect,” Clark grumbled to herself. “You don't know what he's capable of.”

As family member after family member came to meet the new baby, Clark warned each of them of the pending doom that was bound to come with the child.

“Come on, Clark,” Matt whispered. “Let's go to the park so they can get some rest.”

The girl was ecstatic. The rest of the evening felt like old times as she played with her father. They even stopped at the toy store and then the ice cream shop for Clark's favorite sundae before returning to the hospital.

“Mommy, look at what Daddy, bought me!”

“Ooo, how cute. Matthew, can you change him?”

“Yeah.”

The man proceeded to change Parker's diaper just as Clark unexpectedly peeked over his shoulder.

“Oh my God!” she shrieked. “What happened to his private parts?!”

Matt wanted to bury his head in the sand while Violet was quick to intervene.

“Clark, get over here.” The girl obliged. “Girls have different parts from boys down there.”

“Well, that's a disgusting part! It looks like a worm. How do boys walk with worms down there?”

Violet laughed while Matt cringed.

“You'll find out when you're 17,” her mother assured.

“No, she won't!” Matt retorted. “Never.”

“I'm gonna do it, Daddy,” Clark taunted just to get a reaction of the man.

“No, you won't. I'm never letting you out of my sight, honestly, I will get a job at every school you ever attend just to make it happen. And that's a damn promise.”

“Yayyyy!” the girl cheered.

“It'll be ‘yay’ until you become a teenager,” Violet warned. “Once you're a teen, boys suddenly look different and cute and you wanna go all crazy. But I'd advise you not to because then you'll go clubbing and get pregnant after a one night stand.”

Matt chuckled. “Sounds like a love story to me.”

The woman smiled. “How the hell did I end up loving you?”

“I'm still trying to figure that out.”

Violet rolled her eyes and beckoned her husband into a kiss.

“Ewww,” Clark groaned but the couple felt as if they were the only two in the room.

“Want me to tell Naomi to take the kids tonight?” Matt joked with a hint of hopefulness in his tone.

“Noooo, I'm bonding with my baby. Besides, I'm completely out of commission.”

“But that mouth isn't.”

Violet cackled. “You are disgusting, Mr. Lent.”

He smirked and kissed her again.

---

By the time the Lents were cleared to go home, Violet was still out of commission.

“Ow, ow, owww,” she groaned as she climbed into bed. “I feel like I've been hit by a train, trampled by buffalo and gang banged by a group of steroid enraged bodybuilders.”

Matt frowned. “Well, I hope it gets better soon.” He climbed into bed next to his wife, pulled her into a cuddle and kissed her hair. The second that the man fell asleep, Parker began to cry.

“Heard ya loud and clear,” he grumbled as he turned down the baby monitor. The man stretched and made his way to Parker's nursery. “What's up, little guy? Hungry?” Matt scooped the baby into his arms and just as he turned around, the sight of Clark in the downway startled him. “Jesus, Clark! What are you doing up?”

“The evil wails of the enemy woke me up,” she hissed.

“Well, I got him now. Go back to bed.”

“What are you going to do to him?”

“Feed him how?”

“With the milk Mom pumped.”

Clark wrinkled her nose in disgust.

“Don't make that face. You used to drink the same stuff.”

“Yuck!”

The man chuckled. “Go back to bed, boo. I love you.”

The girl didn't respond as she watched her father exit the nursery then descend the stairs. She followed him.

“Okay, little buddy,” Matt said to Parker in attempt to soothe the whimpering baby. “I'm getting on that bottle right now. After Clark, I'm an expert at this one handed baby stuff.”

“What do you mean?” Clark asked, effectively scaring her father for the second time.

“Clark, go to bed,” he ordered.

She frowned. “Why? Because you have a new baby?”

“No, because it's 3 in the morning and you should be sleeping.”

“But I wanna stay up with youuuu,” the girl whined.

“I'm just making Parker a bottle.”

“Can I help?”

“No, it involves the stove. But you can help me feed him if you want.”

The girl thought for a long minute before reluctantly nodding. “Maybe it'll help me discover his weakness.”

Matt grinned and proceeded to warm the contents of the bottle to the perfect temperature before making his way to the sofa. Clark flopped next to him. When Matt placed the bottle to Parker's lips, the baby drained the milk within minutes.

“Holy crap, you were really hungry.”

“Does he go to bed now?” Clark asked.

“He needs to burp first. Especially after eating that fast.” Matt placed the baby against his shoulders and began to gently pat his back.

Clark was intrigued. “Can I do it?”

Matt was shocked. “You wanna burp him?”

The girl nodded. It was finally her chance to discover how the child operated.

“Okay, sit up. Strong arms,” the man said before carefully placing the baby against Clark's shoulder. “Okay, now pat his back like I did.”

Clark did as she was told and began to pat the baby's back at a perfect pressure.

“Wow, you're good at this,” Matt said before frowning. “That worries me.”

Parker let out a healthy belch paired with a generous amount of spit-up onto Clark's shoulder.

“Ahh! Lord Tater Tots acidic spew!” the girl shrieked. “Get him off, Dad! Get him off!”

The startled baby burst into tears over the shouting while Matt suppressed his cackle as he grabbed him.

“I'm melting!” Clark screamed as she dashed up the stairs to her bedroom.

Matt placed Parker onto his shoulder and began to rock the baby in order to soothe him.

“What's going on?” Violet rasped, clinging to the stairwell for support as she made her way down.

The man quickly rushed over. “Nothing. What are you doing out of bed?”

“All I heard was screaming and crying. What else was I supposed to do?” she asked, voice weak as the pain began to overwhelm her. She settled onto the steps. “Give me the baby.”

“Babe, you're hurting. Just-”

“Matthew, give me my baby,” Violet ordered.

The man obeyed and placed Parker into his wife's arms.

“Hey, little man. Are you still getting used to these crazy people?” she asked as she gently caressed his cheeks with her thumbs. “Ssssh. It's okay. You'll get used to them.”

After a few minutes, Parker's crying settled to a whimper. Violet began to rock him until he fell asleep. The woman then returned the baby to her husband who placed him in his crib. Matt made a quick detour to Clark's room. He laughed when he saw the clothes that Parker had soiled in the garbage. The girl had stripped down to her underwear and secured her Super Clark cape and mask. She was obviously ready for battle when the exhaustion overwhelmed her. Matt grinned and closed the girl's door before returning to the steps and lifting his wife into his arms.

“Don'ttttt,” Violet protested. “I'm too heavy.”

“You're not heavy. You're my wife,” Matt responded.

“I don't know what that means but thank you.”

The man placed Violet into bed just as gently as he'd placed Parker in his crib. “Are you okay? Do you need anything?”

“I'd really like to fuck right now, but considering that my organs are falling out of me right now, I don't think it's a good idea.”

Matt kissed her. “I'm willing to wait. You know my makeup sex is even better than the routine sex.”

“Okay, okay let's not talk about sex. Shit.”

The man laughed as he climbed into bed with his wife. They both became stiff.

“I think I'll go sleep in the guest room,” Matt blurted.

“Good idea,” Violet sighed.

The man rushed out of the room but not before grabbing his favorite lotion off of the dresser.

---

Over the next few weeks, Matt and Violet adjusted to having a new addition to their family while Clark did everything she could to steal her parents attention away from the newborn. And when that didn't work, she resorted to tantrums that got her in trouble, especially when she woke the sleeping baby.

But for every tantrum, Matt made sure to give his daughter extra attention just to remind her that she was still his number one lady. And at nights, he attempted to convince his wife of the same thing, but with a completely different meaning.

“Come on, babeee,” Matt purred against Violet's neck as he begged the woman to give in.

“No, Matthew,” she said sternly.

“But you just said that everything feels fine down there. I can make it feel better than fine!”

“But I don't want to have sex until I lose some weight. I'm fat and I feel gross and just- ugh.”

“Noooo, no, no,” he pleaded. “You're perfect the way you are. Every lump, bump and curve.”

She frowned. “The fact that you even describe my body as bumpy and lumpy makes me want to die. Like, that is the exact reason why I refuse to do anything with you until I get into shape.”

“Babe, pleaseeeee. I haven't masturbated this much since high school. You have a banging body and you aren't pregnant? We could break this fucking bed.”

“Nope,” Violet said as she stood her ground. The woman pushed herself off of the bed and grabbed her purse.

“Where are you going?”

“I told you that I have a class,” she grumbled.

“What kind of class?”

“Zumba!”

“Oh…” Matt didn't think twice when he saw his wife in the brightly colored leggings and the fitted top as his mind instantly went to something dirty while he attempted to lure her into bed. He figured that he could as least get to enjoy the show by watching her bounce around during the Zumba class. “Can I come?”

“No, you're on baby duty.” She kissed him. “Love you.”

He groaned. “Love you too.”

After Violet exited the house, Matt checked up on his daughter who was ecstatic to see him without Parker in his arms.

“Hi, Daddy! Want to color with me?’

“Sure, pumpkin. Just let me grab Parker because it's going to be time to feed him soon.”

“Noooo! No boys are allowed in my room!”

“But I'm a boy and you let me in here.”

Clark wrinkled her nose. “You're not a boy, you're a Dad.”

He laughed. “True. Well, we could all color downstairs.”

“We?”

“Yeah, me, you and Parker.”

“Parker can't color! He's a poopy little slobber machine!”

“Accurate but we have to include him somehow.” At that moment, the baby began to cry. “Speak of the devil,” Matt said as he made his way to the nursery.

“Parker is the devil,” Clark grumbled.

Matt grabbed the baby from his crib and began to rock him. “Hey, little buddyyy. I know you're hungry, I was just talking about you.” Parker began to cry even louder. “Heyyyyy, it was all good things,” his father assured.

The man descended the stairs, prepared a bottle for the newborn and returned to Clark's bedroom.

“No!” Clark shouted. “He’s not allowed in here.”

“Well, then you come downstairs.”

She folded her arms. “I don't want to.”

“Okayyyy, I guess Parker and I will have to go have fun allllllllll on our ownnnn. We might even have some cake and ice creammm.”

“Hmph,” the girl huffed as she turned away.

“You're always welcome to join ussss,” Matt said as he exited and descended the stairs. He set Parker in his rocker before setting up the arts and crafts table. He began to sketch Super Clark before shouting up the stairs. “Oh my God, we're just having so much fun! I wish Clark was here! She'd love this picture of Super Clark that I'm drawing!”

Moments later, Matt heard the patter of tiny footsteps descend the stairs before his daughter entered the living room.

“Oh, hey, Clark! What a shock to see you down here. Parker look who it issss.”

“I only came down here to see if you were okay. This baby has acidic spew and it can melt your eyeballs.”

Matt laughed. “No, I'm fine. Wanna draw with us?”

“I wanna drew with you,” she corrected.

The man took the three of them being in the same room without a tantrum as a win. “Fine. Look at what I have so far.” He turned the page so that Clark could see.

“Aw, how awesome, Dad! You're such a great drawer.”

“Thanks, boo.”

The girl's grin slowly turned upside down as her father added a small, chubby character next to Super Clark. “What is that?”

“It's your sidekick, Lord Tater Tots.”

“Lord Tater Tots is my nemesis!”

“Nope, nope. You guys have to get along, Clark.”

When the tantrum ensued, Clark stormed up the stairs to her bedroom.

Matt exhaled. “I'm trying Parker.”

---

“I'm trying!” Violet wheezed as the Zumba instructor shouted at her to kick her leg higher.

“Try harder! You wanna lose that baby weight?! Kick higher! Higher!”

“You kick higher, bitch!” Violet shouted back. “Fuck this shit.” The woman grabbed her things and began to storm out of the room. She continued to curse as she stomped down the corridor, pausing when she saw women twirling in beautifully colored silks that streamed from the ceiling. As if she was Alice entering Wonderland, Violet made her way into the room and watched the effortless movements in the flowing fabrics. “Wow.”

“Hey, there!” a man greeted as he approached. He was clearly in shape, but wasn't overly muscular. Paired with deep brown eyes, a fresh haircut and a jawline that could split concrete, he was definitely worth taking a second glance at. “My name is Filip. Interested in taking this class?”

Damn he’s fine, Violet thought as she self-consciously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Pfff, no way. I couldn't even make it through Zumba. There's no way that my fat ass can do this. I'd probably rip the fabric right out of the ceiling.”

“Firstly, silk is one of the strongest materials known to man. This apparatus has a 500 pound weight limit. Not only are you not 500 pounds, you've already got a great figure. But if looking to get into shape, silks are a great way to do it.”

The woman blushed. “Well, thank you but-”

“I can teach you myself. One on one.”

She practically melted. “Okay.”

“When do you wanna start?”

“Now.”

“Now?”

“Right now.”

---

“Right now, Clark!” Matt shouted up the stairs. “You need to come down for lunch, right now!”

“No! You and Parker smell like poop and you aren't being nice to me!”

“How am I being mean? You're the one calling me poopy!”

The girl began to cry.

“Ugh, if you aren't Violet number two,” he grumbled as he made his way up the stairs to his daughter's bedroom. The second that he peeled her off of the floor, Parker began to cry. “Oh my Goddddd,” he groaned in exasperation.

---

“Oh my God,” Violet exhaled. “That actually feels really good.”

Filip gently pushed on the woman's back, aiding in her hamstring stretch as she reached for her toes. “Yeah, stretching is single-handedly the most important thing when it comes to working out. Just feel the muscles release that...tension.”

“Oh, yeah... I feel it.”

The man removed his hands and helped Violet to her feet. “Now we can start with the silk of your choice.”

“I'm getting in there already?!”

“Yeah, sooner better than later, right? You're all stretched and limber.”

She chuckled. “Limber.”

“Yeahhh, you're ready to get up there. Although, that 3 pound ring on your finger might throw off your balance.”

“Well then I'll just have to learn to adapt because this ring is never coming off.”

“That's sweet. How long have you been married?”

“8 months?” she said as she did the math. “Yeah, I got married when I was like two months pregnant and the baby is now 6 weeks.”

Filip’s jaw dropped. “You just had a baby six weeks ago?!”

“Yes,” she said bashfully. “Why?”

“You look great! Pfff, you just want to get in shape for your vanity,” the man teased.

Violet giggled. “I'm in the fashion industry so I have an image to maintain.”

“Oh, you're a model? I could tell.”

“Noooo, I work at Girly Magazine.”

“Oohh! I knew you looked familiar!”

Violet flipped her hair. “Well, I have been on the cover of three features,” she said smugly.

Filip bowed. “I'm in the presence of a celebrity.”

“Stopppp,” she said in that way that really meant 'keep going’.

“No, I mean it. That's incredible. I'm honored to by your aerialist instructor.”

The man licked his lips and it made the woman think of her hoe days. Before she could reply, her phone began to ring. “Excuse me,” she said to Filip before turning and answering. “Hi, honey.” When she heard the loud screaming in the background, Violet held the phone a few inches away from her ear.

“Babe, when are you coming home?! Clark is acting crazy and Parker won't stop crying because he knows I'm not you and-”

There was a crash.

“Clark, don't throw things! Ooo, you're gonna be in so much trouble when your Mom gets here! Babe, when are you coming home?!”

“I don't know, Matthew. I'm not finished working out yet.”

“I'll work you out tonight, just get your ass here now before these kids burn the house down!”

“Oh, stop being dramatic Matthew. For Parker, spray a little of my perfume in the air and rock him. For Clark, tell her that she can have that vintage Marvel poster that she saw at the antique shop if she behaves.”

“I already told her that, she doesn't care.”

“Well, just figure it out, Matthew! God, I can't do everything! This is my first time out of the house since having the baby and you can't even make it through one hour!” she sniffled. “Just fucking deal with it!”

“Okay, babe. I'm sorry. Enjoy your workout. I'll see you when you get here. I love you.”

“I love you too. Bye.” Violet wiped her eyes before turning to Filip. “Sorry about that.”

“Oh, it's okay. It sounds like you have a lot going on.”

“I do.”

“This is where the silks come into play. I'll help you relieve that stress.”

“Okay,” Violet exhaled.

“Watch me,” Filip said as he grabbed the silk and somehow wrapped his body into the fabric before twirling about.

Violet found every move to be graceful and she couldn't help but get turned on as she watched every one of the man's muscles work together. Filip did one last spin before seemingly losing control and dropping out of the silk. Violet shrieked and the man laughed.

“Did you do that on purpose?” she demanded.

“Yeah. I call it my not so happy ending.”

Violet playfully pushing the man's shoulder. “You scared meee.”

Filip grabbed her hand and gently pulled the woman close. “I'm sorry.”

She gulped. “It's okay.”

“Are you ready?”

“Re-ready? Ready for what?” the woman asked, clearly a little flustered.

“To get in the silks!” he said through laughter.

“Oh...yeah.”

“Then take off your clothes.”

“Excuse me?”

“I said then take off your shoes.”

Violet shook her head to clear the sexual filter. “Wait, when was the last time this floor was cleaned?”

“It gets cleaned every night with antibacterial solutions.”

The words were like music to the woman's ears. She said a silent prayer before removing her shoes.

“Okay, now take off your clothes,” Filip teased.

The woman tossed her shoe at the man but he laughed as he effortlessly dodged the attack.

“Alright, alright. All joking aside, let's get you up here so you can get a feel for the silks.”

“Which one?”

“Doesn't matter. You choose.”

Without hesitation, Violet approached the beautifully tinted purple silk.

“Awesome,” Filip said as he tied the bottom of the two strips of fabric into a secure knot. “Step on that.”

“I'm nervous,” the woman admitted.

“Don't be,” the man said as he unnecessarily helped her step onto the knot.

Violet immediately became uncomfortable when the man was now eye level with her ass. “Okay, what next?” she rushed.

“Just get a feel for it,” he exhaled. “Become one with the silk.”

The woman ran her hand up and down the fabric several times before attempting to turn like she'd seen others do. When she toppled over, she was grateful that the man had stayed within inches of her ass to prevent it from hitting the floor.

“Whoa, tiger. What happened?” Filip asked.

As he steadied the woman and placed her on her feet, their eyes met and Violet became flustered all over again. “Um... I was becoming one... between the sheets.”

Filip raised an eyebrow. “Between the sheets?”

Violet was pulsating in places that only her her husband knew about as she pulled away from Filip. “I'm sorry. I really have to go,” she rushed as she collected her things.

“Wait, what? Why? Did I do something to offend you?”

“No,” she assured. “I just really need to get home.”

“Um, okay, will I see you again?”

“I'm not even sure,” Violet admitted. “I just really, really have to go.” Forgetting all about the shoe that she'd thrown across the room at the man, Violet rushed out of the room and then building completely.

Filip sighed and turned. “Wait, you forgot your-” he picked up her shoe. “She'll be back.”

---

Violet dashed into her house and was surprised by how quiet it was. “I’m home,” she said without a response. The woman made her way into the living room and spotted a sight that melted her heart. A sleeping Matt was sprawled out on the couch with Super Clark tucked under one arm and Parker gently cradled in the other.

“Awwww,” Violet got out, quickly capturing the moment on her phone before grabbing the baby.

Matt quickly sat up. “Oh..” he grumbled as he stretched. “I thought he was falling.”

“No, I'm putting him to bed,” Violet whispered. “And I wanna do the same to you in like 30 seconds so meet me in the room.”

“Okay,” he mindlessly replied. Matt pulled Super Clark into his arms as he stood and made his way to her room.

Violet was a superhero all her own as she rushed up the stairs with superspeed. She placed Parker in his crib prior to closing the door and sprinting to her bedroom. The woman stripped down to nothing and began to shower. When her husband didn't join her, the woman was quick about her wash up, wrapped a towel around her body and exited. She entered the bedroom and found her snoring husband stretched out across the bed.

“Matthewww,” Violet groaned as she approached and straddled him.

“Hmm?”

“Wake uppp.” She leaned down and kissed his neck and collarbone. “I want you.”

“I'm tired,” he mumbled without opening his eyes.

“Well get untired! I wanna fuck.”

“Babe, please let it wait until morning. At least I know I'll last longer then like two minutes.”

“Noooooo,” the woman whined. “I want it nowww.”

Matt finally sat up. “You sound like your bratty three year old daughter that I had to deal with all fucking day today. I don't want to hear anymore whining, damn it.”

“That's so unfucking fair! Whenever you want it, I try to do it! I'm just reluctant these days because of my weight, but when I'm not fat, we do it twice a day!”

The man groaned in exasperation when Parker began to cry. He gently pushed his wife off of him. “It took me forever to get him to bed so thank you for screaming and waking him up,” he said sarcastically.

“Oh bullshit, he can't hear us from way down the hall.”

“They can probably hear you from Mars!” Matt retorted.

Violet rolled her eyes and fell back onto the bed in an annoyed heap. Slowly but surely, her hand traveled down to her lady bits.

Her husband returned to the room. “He's still asleep but I think he's probably... dreaming,” the man exhaled when he saw his wife pleasuring herself. “If you're doing this to try to manipulate me... it's working,” he declared as he flopped onto the bed.

---

The next morning, Violet awoke with a smile on her face. After she ordered breakfast for her family before she shipped the kids off to Naomi and urged her husband to go to work. Once the house was empty, she exhaled in relief. “Let's get clean!” she chipped as she pulled out her sequin hazmat suit.

The woman was in her happy place as she scrubbed the house from top to bottom but she frowned when she came across her single sneaker. “Where is the other...oh damn it. I left it behind like a thot Cinderella. Well, I'll just have to throw you away, my love.” The woman grabbed the shoe and headed towards the trash but she pouted. “You have to be thrown away together or I'll always wonder what happened to your husbandddd.”

The woman pulled off the hazmat suit and began to get dressed.

Wait, why am I getting dressed to go pick up a shoe? Well, it has nothing to do with Filip if that's what you're wondering. Pfff, I need to look good wherever I go and this is no exception. The woman excessively applied her lipstick and perfume. No exception.

---

With a swish in her hips caused by last nights escapades, Violet sauntered into the aerial room.

“Alright and stretchhh. Keep that up and- wow,” Filip let out when Violet caught his eye. “Um, keep stretching,” he said before approaching the woman. “America's next top model auditions are being held upstairs.”

She laughed. “I came to pick up my glass slipper.”

“Glass slipper or smelly sneaker?”

The woman gasped. “My feet do not stick!”

“Yeah, you're right. Your shoe is back here.” Violet followed the man to the storage area. Filip paused before handing over the shoe. “Are you attending class today?”

“Um, I don't think so. I have a lot to do and I have to pick up my kids at 3 and just, no.”

“Well, what are you doing right now? You scheduled 'pick up shoe’, I'm sure you can squeeze 30 minutes in for me.”

I could squeeze a lot in for you, she thought. “Just 30 minutes?”

“That's all I need,” Filip exhaled.

Violet glanced around the room at all of the other students who were way more advanced in their silk skills. She immediately became self conscious. “I'd prefer a one on one class,” she whispered.

When the man's eyebrows became suggestive, Violet quickly reiterated. “I want one on one because I don't need to fall on my face in front of all these people.”

“You want them to leave?”

“Well, yeah bu-”

“Okay, class we're done for today. Everybody out.”

There were grumbles and mumbles as the students declined from the silks, collecting their things as they exited.

“The floor is all yours,” Filip said.

Immensely turned on by any man with a semblance of power, Violet dug her nail into her jeans. “You didn't have to do that.”

“Well, I did. When my celebrity client wants me to clear the room, I don't hesitate.”

She rolled her eyes. “I'm not a celebrity.”

“If you have a Wikipedia page, then you're a celebrity.”

“I have a Wikipedia?”

“Yeah!” the man whipped out his phone and pulled up the page he'd clearly already read through. “Violet Christen Chachki, born June 13th, 1987, making you 3-”

“29 years old!” she blurted. “You know, because of leap years and shit.”

Filip laughed before he continued to read. “Your alma mater, your early life, your career, your personal life.”

“What does personal life say?” Violet asked, unconsciously leaning in towards the man as her curiosity kicked in.

“Not much. Just that you're married with two kids. A daughter named Clark and the second child is of unknown gender and name.”

“I'm glad it doesn't have all of that shit in there. I want my family to be safe.”

“Fair enough. I bet you take really good care of them.”

Violet turned and made contact with the man's luscious brown eyes.

---

“Matt, your wife's here,” one of his co-workers could barely warn before the bulldozer of a woman stormed through the office over to her husband's desk.

“Babe, you okay? What's wrong?”

Violet didn't respond as she grabbed the man's hand and practically dragged him to the bathroom as his co-workers catcalled. The woman shoved her husband into the nearest stall.

“Violet, what are you doing? I have work to do.”

“So do I! Now take off your pants!”

---

When she was done with her husband, Violet stole a kiss from his lips. “I love you. See you at home,” she said as she exited the bathroom.

“I don't think I can walk,” he admitted.

Violet shamelessly sauntered into the main area of the office. “Later, guys,” she said to her husband's co-workers.

When she exited the building completely, the comic company employees burst into loud cackles and catcalls.

“Who wants to hear the audio to that?!”

Matt quickly emerged from the bathroom while he continued to adjust his belt buckle. “You did not record us!”

“Maybe, maybe not!”

“I wanna hear it,” a female co-worker declared.

“No, guys stop,” Matt pleaded. “That's totally fucked up.”

“No you're fucked up! Literally!”

“Oh fuck, babe, don’t move I'm about to cum!” someone else imitated the man's moans.

“I'll kick your ass!” Matt threatened.

The boss exited his office. “What's going on here?”

Everyone went quiet.

“Get back to work,” he said sternly.

The employees returned to their drafting tables.

The boss turned on his heel before pausing. “Oh, and Matt? If you wanna watch that video from bathroom security camera then you're more than welcome,” he teased, causing the employees erupt in laughter.

Matt groaned as he returned to his desk. He finished out the work day doing his best to ignore the taunts and when he finally made his home, he was surprised to see that Violet and the kids were already at the dinner table.

“Hi, Daddyyy,” Clark greeted.

“Hi, honey!” Violet chirped.

“Hey,” he said dryly.

The woman frowned. “ What's wrong? I made your favorite.”

The man looked down at the steak and potatoes that was obviously catered from a restaurant and yet placed on their plates to make it look like Violet had successfully cooked. “Thanks, babe.”

“You okay?” Violet asked.

“Besides the fact that I was relentlessly tormented by my coworkers because of your antics? I'm fine.”

“What antics?”

He turned to Clark. “Ears.”

The girl shoved a piece of bread into her mouth before covering her ears with her hands.

“You came into my job and practically broke my balls today! Do you have any idea how embarrassing that was?”

“You could've said no, Matthew!”

“Oh, please. So you could be upset with me?!”

Parker began to whimper.

“Matthew, please just drop this,” Violet said as she rocked the baby. “I'm sorry for embarrassing you but I was just extremely turned on and your office was closer than my vibrator so I chose you.”

Matt made a face as he sat down. “Extremely turned on? Why?”

The woman groaned. “It's not anything crazy. Okay, well...okay, no, I- I can't tell you.”

This made the man nervous. “Why not?”

“Because-”

“Can I uncover my ears now?!” Clark asked, unaware that she was shouting. “I'm hungry!”

Matt stuffed a piece of asparagus into the girl's mouth. “Because what?” he asked his wife.

“Okay, so I forgot to tell you that I'm no longer doing Zumba. I'm doing aerial training.”

“What's that?”

“Have you ever been to the circus where people hang from the ceiling or in upside-down cages and shit?”

Matt nodded.

“Well, that's what it is.”

Well, that's fucking sexy, he thought. “But what does that have to do with you being turned on?” The man fed his daughter a piece of steak and she nearly bit his finger.

Violet let out a sharp exhale. “My instructor is really cute,” she admitted. “He stretches me and does all this impressive shit on the silks and I'm not gonna lie, it's hot.”

“So...you get turned on by this guy...and instead of acting on your feelings...you come and do me?”

The woman sheepishly nodded.

“And that's okay to you?”

“Yes! It's the same fucking thing as you watching porn when I'm not around.”

“I don't even watch porn! I have several videos and so many pictures of you that are probably too sticky to even uncrumple at this point.”

“That's disgusting,” the woman retorted.

“Thanks,” Matt said sarcastically as he pushed himself away from the table.

“Babe, wait,” Violet groaned.

“Can I move my hands now?!

” Clark asked.

Her mother nodded. “I'll be right back, okay?”

Clark returned the nod. The second that her mother was out of sight, she dove into the chocolate dessert.

With Parker in her arms, Violet rushed up the steps and found her husband sulking on the bed. “Are you mad at me?”

“Oh, no not at all. I'm just perfectly okay with my wife being hot and bothered by someone else and me having to clean up the mess.”

“Matthew, I-”

“I'm not finished,” he interjected. “You had your chance to be honest, now it's my turn.”

Violet pursed her lips and did her best to ignore the ironic tingling that she felt in her panties.

“I appreciate that you don't let anyone take care of you the way that I take care of you, but it's a definite blow to my ego when another man has the ability to turn you on.”

“Okay, but you act like you don't even look at other woman.”

“I don't! I mean, as soon as Halle Berry as Storm replies to my fan mail accepting my marriage proposals then I'm divorcing your ass but until then, no, Violet. I don't even look at other women.”

“Well that makes me feel like shit because I look at other men. I mean, not seriously of course but ugh, Matthewwww. If you honestly don't look at other women and just save it all for me...that means you love me more than I love you.”

The man scoffed. “Duh. If you loved me as much as I loved you, we'd never get out of bed. Nothing would get done, Clark would beat on her chest and swing from the chandeliers like she's Tarzan. Parker would pack his bags like fuck this shit, this isn't what I asked for, I'm out.”

Violet laughed and Matt grabbed her hand.

“I may look, but I only open my legs for you,” Violet assured.

The man smiled without showing his teeth. “I appreciate it.”

“I love you.”

“Not as much as I love you,” he said smugly.

The couple shared a kiss.

“I'm eating all the cake, you better come and stop me!” Clark shouted from dinner table.

“Oh, heck no!” Matt shouted back. “Save some for me!” The man pushed himself off of the bed and towards the exit, stopping in the doorway before turning back to face his wife. “Oh, by the way, you're either quitting that class or I'm either attending with you from now on.”

---

“Matthew, I can't believe that you're wearing leggings,” Violet said as she led her husband into the aerial training room.

“Pfff, I can't believe that you chose to continue to come here.”

“Well, I have to get into shape!”

“So, go back to Zumba,” he retorted.

“Nooo,” she whined. “It's too hard.”

Matt rolled his eyes as they entered the room that had silks flowing from the ceiling.

“I'll be with you in just a minute,” Filip said without looking up from his laptop.

“No rush,” Violet replied.

When he heard her voice, Filip slammed his computer closed and made his way over to the woman. “Violet Chachki! I thought you'd abandoned my class for good.”

“No, I really need it to get into shape.”

“Well I'm glad you chose me,” Filip replied.

Matt burst into obnoxious laughter.

“Who's this? Your brother?”

Matt immediately scowled.

“Filip, you know this is my husband. I've told you all about him.”

Matt smugly folded his arms. “And her name is Violet Lent.”

The man forced himself to remain professional. “Noted. So are you both doing silks today because I see some baby weight happening here,” he said as he pointed at Matt's gut.

Violet grabbed her husband's arm just in case the statement made him feel some type of way.

“Yeah, we both have a few spare tires to lose.”

“Alrighty, follow me.”

The couple let Filip get some headway before slowly pacing after him so that their conversation remained private.

“So this is the guy that has you hot and bothered? I question your taste.”

“Matthew, it's not like I have a crush on the man. He just would look at me the way that you look at me sometimes.”

“That makes me want to beat his ass. He shouldn't be undressing you with his eyes.”

“I think it's flattering,” she admitted.

Matt scoffed. “You don't need flattery from anyone else. Nobody can do you the way I do you.”

“Exactly! Why do you think I go home and fuck your brains out every night?!”

Filip uncomfortably cleared his throat. “Ready?”

“I was born ready,” Matt retorted. “Let's do this sissy stuff.”

“So, we'll start with the basic silk stretch. Ready?”

“I told you I was born ready!”

*30 seconds later*

“Fuck, fuck, I wasn't ready,” Matt whimpered on the floor as Violet applied the ice pack to his pulled groin muscle.

“Babe, I told you to slow down,” she sighed.

“And I told you to pick another workout class.”

She frowned. “You don't tell me what to do, Matthew.” Violet applied an unnecessary amount of pressure to the man's injury before pushing herself off of the floor.

Matt ground his teeth in order to fight the urge to scream like a little a teenage girl.

“Are you ready to finish?” Filip asked the woman.

She nodded.

“Bullshit,” Matt grumbled. “She just wants to stay in this class because she gets attention. Damn Geminis.”

Matt watched as Violet effortlessly pulled herself into the silks. She struggled to maneuver herself within the confines of the material, but the woman's determination to master this skill was evident. As he gazed at her furrowed brow and cute little butt floating above him, Matt finally understood the reason why Filip had chosen to be a perverted instructor to the class.

“Go, baby!” Matt shouted up at his wife.

The woman blushed. “Stoppp, I'm self-conscious right now.”

“And I'm in love.”

She rolled her eyes and laughed. “I'm leaving you at home next time.”

“Hell, no. I'm coming every time just to watch you.”

---

Matt kept his word and accompanied his wife to her class three days a week. Although he hated seeing her curves disappear, Matt loved to see the confidence that replaced it. The classes had become like a personal foreplay show for the man and after each session he couldn't help but pull the woman into any nook and cranny he could find in order to take her to ecstasy.

After five months, Violet had her old body back with a butt that her husband could still appreciate.

---

“Go, Parker, goooo,” Violet cheered as the chubby, dirty blonde 5 month old crawled to her. When he reached her lap, the woman scooped her son into her arms and stole several kisses from his chubby cheeks. Parker giggled.

Clark sat in the corner, flipping through the comic book as if the attention her brother was getting wasn't bothering her. She gazed down at the pictures of her comic and studied every 'Pow!’ and ‘Kaboom!’ in preparation. When she heard the front door opened, the girl dropped her book and rushed to greet her father.

“Hey, pumpkin!” Matt said as he lifted her into his arms. “How are you?”

“Good! How was work?” she asked.

“It was awesomeeee. Where's Mommy and Parker?”

She frowned and shrugged.

“Well, let's find them.”

“Wait! I want you to see what I drew you in my room.”

“Okay, let's see.” Matt carried his daughter up the stairs to her room. They both settled on the floor while Clark grabbed the stick figure drawing of her and her father.

“That's me and that's you,” she said proudly.

“Oh, wow. That's awesome, boo! Where's Mommy and Parker?”

“I don't know how to draw fat people.”

Matt gave the girl a look. “What did I tell you about that?”

Clark sighed. “Saying fat people is not nice,” she dryly recited.

“Exactly. And Mommy isn't even fat anymore. And Parker is chubby because...Parker is Parker. It's healthy for a baby to have some weight on him.”

The girl groaned just as her mother entered the room. “Hey, babe.”

“Heyyy, honeybun.”

Clark faked a gag when her mother leaned down to kiss her husband.

“How was work?” Violet asked as she placed Parker on the carpeted floor.

“I already asked him that,” Clark snarked.

“Well, I'm asking him again,” her mother retorted.

“It was really good,” Matt replied. “We have a convention coming up and Team Ace is gonna crush Shea's team, I'm so excited.”

Before Violet could reply, Clark was yelling at the top of her lungs.

“No, Parker! Don't touch my things!” The girl stormed over and snatched the Spider-Man action figure away from her brother before popping his hand.

Parker immediately began to cry.

“Clark! Don't hit your brother,” Violet chastised as she grabbed her son. “He's just a baby and you're a big girl. Start acting like it,” she said before leaving the room.

Clark turned to her father for support. “Bu-bu- he was touching Spider-Man, Dad.”

“That doesn't matter, Clark. He's a baby, he doesn't understand boundaries yet so you have to be nice to him.”

The girl frowned before stomping to her bed. “Nobody even cares about me!” she shouted into her pillow.

“Clark, that's not true,” Matt said as he attempted to grab her, but Clark pushed him away.

“Yes it is! It's 'Parker this’ and 'be nice to your brother’ and I showed you my picture and you ask about Parker!”

“Because he's your brother. We're a family and we all have to be included.”

“I don't want a brother!” Clark sobbed into her pillow.

“Well, you have one, kiddo,” Matt sighed as he pushed himself off of the floor. “I'll let you know when dinner is ready,” the man said before leaving.

Clark continued to cry and scream until falling asleep.

When dinner was ready, Matt made his way to her room and then back down to the table. “She's asleep. Should I wake her up?” he asked his wife.

“No, she might be grumpy. If she gets hungry in the middle of the night, I'll make her something.”

“Okay.” Matt sat in the seat next to Parker's high chair. “Hey, buddy.”

The baby giggled and reached for his father.

“Whatttt? You actually want me?” Matt asked.

He grabbed the boy from his highchair but wasn't surprised when Parker grabbed his necklace and placed it in his mouth.

“Oh, you only want me for my bling. Oh, oh, oh, oh, okay.”

Violet laughed. “Babe, he's hungry.”

“He's always hungry,” Matt said with a chuckle as he returned his son to the highchair so that Violet could feed him his peas. “Do you think he's ready for solid food yet?”

“I don't know,” Violet admitted. “Give him one of Clark's cookie biscuits and see how he likes it.”

Matt stood and approached the pantry. “There's only one left.”

“It's okay, I'm going grocery shopping tomorrow.”

The man opened the package and handed the biscuit to his son who eagerly placed it into his mouth.

Violet laughed. “Is it good, buddy?”

Parker made mincemeat of the cookie.

“He's gonna be a sumo wrestler,” Matt teased.

“Well he'll be the best little sumo wrestler ever,” Violet assured.

The three of them shared laughter and idle babble as they finished dinner and prepared for bed.

---

Clark awoke in the middle of the night. “Okay, I'm ready for dinner!” she said as she climbed out of bed. The girl made her way downstairs and realized that it was the middle of the night. She frowned. “They ate without me?” The girl tiptoed to the kitchen and saw that all the food was put away. “Ooo, I still have a biscuit!” she chirped as she skipped to the pantry. When she saw that her last biscuit was gone, Clark's head practically turned into a volcano. “That's it!” Clark stormed to her bedroom, pulled on her cape and mask and made her way to Parker's nursery.

The girl pushed the toy chest up to the side of the crib and used it as a step ladder. She peered into the crib and was shocked to see that Parker was awake. The baby initially had one foot in his mouth as he tasted his toes but when he saw his sister, he instantly removed his foot and began to coo in excitement.

“You villainous little slobber machine,” Clark hissed. “It's time I got rid of you once and for all. I have the box ready to send you back to your home planet. So come on.”

As the girl reached for her brother, Parker eagerly reached back. Clark grunted as she struggled to lift the chubby baby out of his crib but after a few attempts and sheer determination, she finally pulled Parker into her arms, nearly toppling over by the weight imbalance.

Clark stepped off of the toy chest and exhaled as she placed her brother on the floor. “You sir, are a mighty powerful foe,” the girl panted.

Parker began to crawl towards the nearest shiny object that he saw but his sister quickly intervened.

“No, Parker. We need to go this way. You need to get in the box.”

The baby replied with a babble.

“Imbecile,” Clark sighed as she grabbed her brother by his arms and began to glide him across the carpet. The girl pulled him out of his nursery, down the hallway and then to her bedroom, narrowly missing the stairs that the currently had the baby gate open.

When she let go, Parker burst into a hearty giggle.

Clark frowned. “What's so funny?”

The baby reached for her as if he was saying 'Again! Again!’

“I don't understand this alien language,” Clark retorted. “I will retrieve the box and you will get in. We don't need you around here anymore. You made Mommy and Daddy evil and now they've crossed to the dark side. You need to be banished. Understood?”

Parker laughed as he continued to reach for his sister.

“Wha-” Clark got out as the baby successfully grabbed the girl's cape. “Don't touch my cape!”

Parker sat back with wide eyes and a quivering lip and for a split second, Clark saw a glimpse of good in the child that showed that he wasn't completely hopeless.

“Okay... you can touch it,” Clark offered. “But only superheroes get to wear them.”

The girl stepped closer and allowed Parker to grabbed her cape. The boy felt the fabric for two seconds before placing it in his mouth.

“Ew!” Clark squealed as she snatched away. “No eating the cape!”

Parker cackled.

“Oh, you think that's funny?” The girl poked the baby's nose. “It's not funny.”

Parker laughed so hard that he snorted. The baby extended his index finger and attempted to poke Clark's nose just as she did him.

The girl flinched. “What...are you- oh, so this is some sort of game for your kind?”

Parker struggled to reach his sister's nose so she reluctantly leaned down and allowed the boy to make contact. He giggled before clapping.

“I'm confused,” Clark admitted. “Is this game just a tactic to make me let my guards down? But with acidic spew and weighing 20 fifty pounds, you're powerful enough to face me head on...why would you need a sneak attack? Unless, you want to be good?”

Parker began to reach for Clark's nose again.

“If you're good, will Mommy and Daddy be good again too?”

The baby stretched so far in attempt to reach for his sister's nose that he toppled over. Clark laughed causing Parker to laugh.

“That's the funniest thing you've ever done.” The girl laid out on her stomach, right in front of her brother as he rolled onto his stomach. “Maybe you aren't so bad. You know...with training from me, you really could do great things with your powers. I won't send you to your home planet. When you get older, you'll have to decide if you want to go back or not, but for now, you're a superhero in training.”

Parker responded with a coo and random babble.

“First things first, to the secret lair!” Clark declared as she stood and began to pull her brother along.

---

Violet sat up in bed.

“What time’s it?” Matt slurred.

“I don't know,” she said quietly. “But my Mommy senses are tingling.”

“I have other things that are tingling,” the man grumbled as he turned on his other side.

Violet swiftly pushed herself out of bed, made her way out of her room and entered Parker's nursery. When she saw that the crib was empty, the woman instantly became numb. “Matthew!” she shrieked as she dashed to her daughter's bedroom. Discovering another empty bed made Violet's legs give out. “Matt!” she shouted again through tears.

As the panicking man rushed out of their bedroom, Violet was forcing herself to her feet.

“Matt, the kids are gone!”

“What do you mean gone?!”

“They aren't in their beds!” Violet sobbed hysterically.

Matt quickly did a bed check. “Did you look downstairs?! Look everywhere!”

After looking down the stairs and even in the dog house, Violet called 911.

“I-I-I don't even know how this could've happened,” the woman wept. “We have the best security system in the world.”

“Hackers can disable anything these days, ma'am,” the officer said honestly. “But do you know of anyone who'd want to hurt you or your children?”

Matt said no but Violet blurted, “Raven Petruschin.”

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