#chai milestone

[taichi-x-koushiro]

Thank you to everyone who got me to 100!

[willowcrowned]

hi, i'm willow! my first and biggest hobby is saying words recreationally. my second biggest hobby is sharing those words with tumblr dot com. i'm so happy to have you all here!

my most recreational of word sayings go under #willow's wastebin tagxon. my ao3 is willowcrowned. I've been working on longer and harder projects lately, so I haven't been posting as much as I used to, but I have a decent assortment of works already up, and am still very much writing.

otherwise, my askbox is always open, I am always full of opinions (but occasionally very bad at remembering I was going to share them), and am very happy to answer any and all questions—barring, of course, the ones about chewku

[chaileaf]

i just wanna say thank you all for over 100 followers!! i am so very appreciative of the love and support i have received. i never thought something i wrote would get over 100 notes, but you all who loved anonymous bidder got me over 1000!

i’m going to start posting on twitter and ao3 as well if y’all wanna follow me there! i hope to continue to write and hopefully it’ll be things y’all enjoy reading.

if you have any requests for one shots, multi-part fics, headcanons, etc, send in an ask! i promise i won’t bite. i’m here for you guys. i write what i love but i also hope what i write is something you all love as well.

thank you so much. i’ll do my best for y’all. much love, chai!! 🫖✨

[missgirlsthings]

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[julymusings]

Can we also get a desi reader for Tim, Bruce, and aged up damian, please?

Bruce Wayne x South Asian!Reader

ok i did say whatever you ask is yours...but tbh i'm not much of an anyone-other-than-jason-or-dick girlie (i knowww i'm sorry). maybe in the future i'll write for the others but for now here's some bruce content. hope it's okay pleeease don't hate me. also sorry this took literally 50 years i was going thru some stuff💀

batboys x south asian!reader masterlist

I think he’d try really hard to impress you by taking you to those super fancy Michelin star Indian fusion restaurants. They’re good but don’t have quite the same charm as home cooked Indian food, so you bring him back to your place and cook for him.

I’m gonna be real here…all that man really needs is a kiss and one of grandma’s recipes. You feed him a bite straight from the pot and the softness and intimacy of the action alone almost has him in tears, never mind the love and warmth of a home cooked meal

You two come back to your place late one night after an event and you’re craving some comfort food, so you heat up some leftover rice with ghee and jaggery, and he doesn’t seem to have much of a reaction when he tries it, but when you guys have a fight that results in you not seeing each other for a few days, when you finally return to the manor Alfred informs you that was the only thing he ate because it reminds him of you and he missed you😭

I imagine not being very used to how much money he has, so some of the wealthy stuff he does is kinda weird to you. Seriously, this man has been a billionaire his entire life, so you can’t tell me that at least a morsel of Brucie Wayne’s financial out-of-touchness isn’t a tiny bit real

You tell him that in your culture, it’s common to gift gold at really special milestones/occasions. But he gets carried away.

He buys you a bunch of gold jewelry, like for every occasion and it’s like…real, solid, 22k gold. You try to tell him that it’s too much and you don’t need anymore and please stop buying it but he’s just like “why🤨🤨? That gold necklace was only a thousand dollars that’s so cheap” and you make him stand in the corner

I think he’d feel so weird about not wearing shoes at your place but you make him get used to it🤷‍♀️

He’s a genius fr so he picks up your language very easily

You love the super extra Uber-dramatic soap operas and it’s a guilty pleasure of yours to watch them before bed. I can just imagine the two of you huddled together in bed watching them on your laptop. He makes sure all the TVs in the house have all the channels you like. Eventually he can’t sleep without watching them either😭

I think he’d love certain perfume scents that are from South Asia, and he’d buy you fancy those perfume oils

I’m sorry but…I can NOT see this man wearing a kurta. Like I just don’t think he’d do it.

Lighting incense in the batcave. That’s all

incorporating this ask bc it's relevant:

One day you’re making chai, and you ask him to bring the pot from the stove to the counter for you. That thing^ is lying next to the stove, but he doesn't know what that is. And since he can withstand intense levels of pain without flinching he just. Picks up the boiling pot with his bare hands and brings it to you.

"Why didn't you use the clamp?!" "How was I supposed to know what that thing was!!" You show him how to use it but he's kinda petty ("Why can't you just use a normal pot with a normal handle?! Why are you making more work for yourself?") so he refuses to use it and just keeps handling the pot with his bare hands.

But one day you're deep in conversation while making chai. The pot is boiling and he handles it anyway, but you're distracted and you forget that he can do that. You assume it's not hot so you touch it and burn yourself and he feels sooo bad. He's kissing all over your hands and pampering you for the whole day. He finally gives in and just starts using the stupid clamp.

I hc Bruce as being a consistent meditator. He probably spent a lot of time learning about it while training across the world and it helps him feel grounded and calm. He tries to get his kids to do it too, but they don't all like it as much as him. So if you meditate with him every now and then he really appreciates that.

You try to get him into yoga along with it and he's like...scarily good at it. He's not super flexible like Dick, so he chooses to opt out of the super bendy poses, but his core strength is unmatched. He can balance his entire bodyweight on one limb no sweat. He's not wobbling, shaking, or tipping over. He's still as a statue and he can last for hours. (😏)

If you get married, I don’t think it would be a huge event. Like there would probably be some kind of reception that’s more of a formality/business event than anything else where he puts on Brucie Wayne, but for the actual ceremony I think it would just be the family

He'd fly you to your home country to have the ceremony there at some super fancy historical attraction. Even if it's just you and some other close people, he's getting the whole place shut down for the day just for you.

I can’t imagine needing to step into a stepmom role for anyone? Except maybe Cass, Duke, and Damian when his mom isn’t around. The four of you DEFINITELY gang up on Bruce all the time and make fun of his whiteness.

You’d also totally gift them traditional wear

The first time you make dinner for everyone, you make it spicy and everyone loves it, but Bruce is just sitting there SWEATING

He’s so good at keeping a poker face that you wouldn’t have even been able to tell it was too spicy for him if not for the beads of sweat on his face. You give him milk to help soothe the heat but he never lives it down

But you actually are so mothering to the kids, you make them turmeric milk when they’re sick and chai with biscuits when they come home from school🫶and it's so sweet it makes Bruce fall for you all over again

When you move in the whole wearing shoes in the house still bothers you, but you can’t stop everyone else from doing it, so you declare your bedroom a no shoes zone. Bruce can wear shoes anywhere else in the house but NOT your bedroom.

And if you still feel weird about wearing shoes around the manor, he'll buy you a bunch of pairs of home slippers and stash them all over the place

Whenever you stay over he brings you chai in the morning. Once you're married and living with him, he brings it to you in bed every morning. At one point he's like "You know Alfred can bring it for both of us" but you insist it tastes so much better when it's from him, and he can't say no to you.

me personally i like to support women's organizations in south asia, i.e. access to education and better healthcare which means things like menstrual products & obgyn care so i am going to hc that after you share how passionate you are about those, WE partners with an existing charity for those issues, both in south asia and other parts of the world and raises tons of money to donate...take that if you like it (world so bad we writing fanfic about equality now😭)

Since he's a famous billionaire playboy he 100% has an internet presence (likely curated to fit Brucie) and there are tons of edits and memes about him. When the world finds out his partner is south asian, brown people probably go a little insane and there's definitely tons of those memes where they photoshop his face over someone in traditional wear and caption it "Bajju Wagle" or some other name with his initials LMAO

[mitushipandey]

i don’t know if i’m putting it the right way, but i love knowing more – specifically, the little things.

of course, there are life-altering traumas, incidents, and milestones that everyone goes through. but i want to know if you ever think of love as the kind we all grew up watching. do you have a fond memory with your father, despite how unkind he was, and does it ever make you smile, even though it doesn’t mean anything anymore. do you wish your mother had been more forgiving do you love chai because, as a kid, it meant the family coming together, talking about things that made the little kid in you listen, giggle, wonder, or feel scared? did those moments shape you in any way?

you know how, sometimes, you look at houses and wonder what they’re like inside and who the people living there are? i sometimes feel the same way about human hearts.

[girlmostlikely]

Absolutely love my kitten so much I could stare at him for hours and some days I feel like I have. I have been in full nesting mode since he arrived and all I want is to pamper him even now I’m waiting for his kitty vitamins to be delivered. I need him perfectly happy, healthy, and growing exactly as he should through all his milestones. Omfg I miss him even when my boyfriend and I are out running errands why can’t our cats text and FaceTime us. Thoroughly believe that I needed this tiny sleepy creature more than anything. I love you Chai!! I wish you had tumblr.

[chgdraws]

Thank you @carlalovesyourart and everyone who got me to 10 reblogs!

I simply have no regrets

The art belongs to @ask-chai-and-casino-cups

[xannador]

Mostly (h)Armless, a Hi-Fi Rush fan comic: page 36

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Chai unlocked stealth mode, so proud of him. ❤️

Based on the current page count, we're halfway done with Mostly (h)Armless. However every time I reach a milestone, the total has increased. I've been 20 pages away from the ending for about 2 months now lol.

[audreycritter]

hi idk if other people have said this already but im halfway through developmental milestones and just wanted to drop by and tell you how much dev means to me as a desi girl. all the little details of his home life and the food his mom made and speaking in urdu and chai and ahhh. down to his name itself and his beard and all the other seemingly inconsequential things that add up but without being Too Much. they’re just natural parts of him and those are what really bring him to life. it’s already rare for an oc to be this brilliant and gain this type of notoriety in a fandom so it’s an absolute delight to me that he’s such a well represented indian. thank you thank you thank you <3

🥹

hi thank u this made me cry. you're so welcome. and thank you for reading and sending the ask.

[bluestjayy]

fic authors self rec! when you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love~<333333

I'm not going to tell you how long this sat in my inbox because I completely missed its existence - but I have seen it now!

And you know what, I have had a really hard time loving my own creations lately, so maybe it's time I exercise some hecking self love through the medium of some self-promo.

So here's my favourite five fics I've written (in no particular order):

won't be pretty, won't be sweet

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 10/14

Word Count: 62,910

Summary:

"Oh. I'm sorry," Hands clasped before him, Fruit bows his head. Because that's what you’re supposed to do for an older Omega. You show respect. It scrapes against Pete’s nerves like sandpaper though, and he almost reaches out to pull Fruit back to standing and insist he never do that again, but he pops back up all on his own. "I thought you were– I've never smelt any Omega like–" Fruit's stuttering halts abruptly, and he bows again. "Forgive me, Kaan."

The boy hurries into the bathroom, cheeks bright pink, and Pete redirects his gaze to the wall opposite. He focuses on doing his job. On protecting. On searching for danger.

He does not think about how Fruit had mistaken him for an Alpha. Because Omegas don't smell like how Pete smells.

He does not think about the title that haunts him through his every waking moment. Kaan Pete.

I obviously had to put Kaan Pete on here. This is one of a few fics that I have been working on for well over a year. It initially started as a small idea, an older omega 'past their prime' and a young cocky alpha that wants them anyway and then it exploded into a whole AU. I love this fic for a lot of reasons, but mostly because I got to put my own spin on a lot of aspects of Omegaverse tropes and build a bit of evolutionary lore around why things are the way they are. Also, for anyone who doesn't already know, this fic is part of a much wider verse that covers multiple pairings from KinnPorsche, so even when this fic ends, I will still be writing for it!

take a hit and close your eyes (I know what you fantasize about)

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 2/3

Word Count: 18,690

Summary:

The box means nothing.

And yet, it means everything. Representing the last remaining obstacle between Kim and his deepest desires. Dramatic or not, it’s the only way to frame it in Kim’s mind. A means to an end. A tool. A key that fits the lock currently strapped around Kim’s insides. Kim has been waiting so long for the right moment to take this step, because as much as he doesn’t buy into society’s twisted view on how one should measure the milestones in their life, this feels like something he will never be able to come back from. Things will not be the same once he goes through with this.

A stupid little box containing the makings of Kim's future. All that power in something so small.

Another long fic I continue to be obsessed with. This one was a gift as part of a winter exchange I ran in a discord server and the prompt involved the idea of the sex pollen trope and of course because I'm me, I immediately turned this into a character study. This is one of my favourite fics because of how I get to pick apart Kim and his issues with vulnerability, intimacy, and how he approaches those things with Chay. He's a person who wants so deeply to show every layer of his psyche to Porchay but doesn't know how to do that, so of course he goes to the most insane solution - aphrodisiacs! This fic I feel is a really nice balance of silly, angst, and smutty, but I'll let you judge that!

I've lost control and I don't want it back

Rating: Mature

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 13,938

Summary:

Pete and what he needs is at the bottom of the priority list. Vegas will always be at the top, and by proxy, Vegas’s little brother will come immediately afterwards. So Pete doesn’t voice how anxious it makes him to be banished to the sofa on the other side of the room where he can still see Vegas but his view of the window isn’t as clear and he’s a little too far away from the only exit. He doesn’t intervene when Macau climbs all over Vegas even if he can see how the man goes pale and winces, how his muscles tense like he might try to squirm away.

Pete doesn’t protest when he’s regularly and unsubtly shooed from the room so the brothers can spend time together alone.

He doesn’t say a damn thing even if he wants to. Even if he’s realising that he’s not entirely sure who he is anymore when he’s not in Vegas’s direct eyeline.

Another VegasPete fic! This one might be one of my favourite VP works I have ever worked on. I am a sucker for exploring the post cannon relationship between Vegas and Pete, and how they get from A to B. There's still so much for them to come to terms with about themselves and each other and it's such a crunchy topic to get into. So that's what this fic was, a whole 14k words of Pete figuring out who Vegas is, and who he himself even is and how that's something Vegas can love. Just a lot of angst and a hopeful ending for them both!

even diamonds here don't shine

Rating: Mature

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 7,759

Summary:

Chay is about to ask someone what’s going on when two policemen step through the door. Min suddenly reappears, rushing right to them and talking hurriedly and… and she’s pointing right at Chay. “Officers,” Chay bows his head in polite greeting, but doesn’t let his eyes leave the pair of them. He tries to stand tall, the way Big has been teaching him to do, to not look intimidated. But he knows his fingers are twisting together in front of him as he asks, “Is there something wrong?” The men look at each other. The one on the left, slightly taller, and who’s chest reads Port, frowns down at Chay sternly. “We’ve been made aware you’re in possession of a credit card that isn’t yours.”

This one (according to stats) is my most popular fic on my whole page, and I am so glad people love whumped characters as much as I do. I love this fic so much. I love hurting characters and then making them better after and that was the whole point of this fic. I also got to explore a little bit of a darker side of Kim, in the sense that, I think Kim can be an inherently violent and dark person, just because of the environment he was raised in, but I don't think he likes or wants to be that person. And Chay doesn't want him to be that either. So it's really fascinating to play with Kim who defaults to that mindset when his loved ones are threatened because that's who he has been taught to be, he has been taught that's the best way to keep people safe, and on the other side there's Chay enjoying being protected but hating the fact Kim has to resort to this mindset - like a cornered animal, and yeah it's just so crunchy and chewy and they're so nuanced as characters!

painting stars on our hearts

Rating: Teen

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 2,588

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Summary:

Historically, Raon does not do well with rules. They’re constricting, rigid, and in his experience, unnecessarily stunting. Rules are the reason he had found himself high-tailing it from the only home he’d ever known with Hachi squealing deliriously in the passenger side of his stolen ship, and a pocket full of currency he wasn’t even sure he’d be able to use where he was headed. Because rules have followed Raon wherever he has gone in life, from the moment he entered the world. “Don’t touch that!”

I may be cheating with this final one a bit. Because in actuality it's the whole series that I'm promoting.

This is my Wuju Bakery series. And it's one of the fics I'm most proudest of because it's really given me a chance to flex my imagination when it comes to lore and world building. This whole series started the day we had a couple of pictures leaked of Jeff and Barcode in their costumes filming, and shortly after my imagination went crazy. There's I believe 5 fics in this series in total already, with at least 3 more planned. I know none of what I've written will become cannon, but at this point since we don't HAVE cannon, I am calling it my version of the show!

And that's it. Sorry for the really long post, I hope you enjoy some of these fics if you haven't read them before, or if you have, enjoy them again. I'm working really hard on now just the wips on my account but also some really long form AUs that have been in progress since KP was actively airing so! Hopefully I can share all those soon!

[kazumist]

hey! congrats on 100!

for your tea event, could i request chai tea with alhaitham?

thanks!!

note: thank u!! credits to @futuristic-tsuki for the idea lili ure a life saver mwa

prompt: chai tea; how do they spice up their relationship?

100 milestone event: closed!

alhaitham — !

although it’s really simple, whenever you compliment or show alhaitham affection, he usually tends to ignore you. however, you see his ears slowly turning red as you continue to show him more affection. in return, he too does the same for you—but it ends up with him pulling you closer to make you sit on his lap, peppering you in kisses. (now you’re both a blushing mess.)

[v-vox-v]

“Breaking News! I’m interrupting your regularly scheduled program with an important announcement! It’s a certain someone’s birthday and that someone would be @aflowergarden! Happy birthday Chai! Today will be a spectacular day for you because it’s all about YOU! But wait, there’s more! This isn’t just any birthday, it’s a milestone! You’re officially on the path of adulthood! How exciting! Now then, go make some wonderful and unforgettable memories and how about you save me a slice of cake?”

[chaileaf]

to everyone who is supporting me, i appreciate y’all so much! i’ll have new content out soon. i promise to not disappoint! i didn’t think i’d get this much support, but i’ll do my best to get on a posting schedule! i’m very busy until the 27th but i’ll do my best for y’all who are giving me so much love. thank you so much. love, chai !!

[wiccawrites]

KinnPorsche Fic Masterlist | wicca @ ao3

Last Updated: Sept. 26, 2023 | my ao3

Series: A Blooming Oleander (ABO Verse)

The premise of KinnPorsche The Series but in an omegaverse setting where Kinn is an omega and Porsche is an alpha. Diverges from canon.

Blooming Oleander (18/18) | Explicit | 175,274 words | Alpha!Porsche x Omega!Kinn

One does not become the only omega among the heirs of the Thai underworld without knowing how to take what he wants.

Notable Tags/Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Morally Ambiguous Characters, Trope Inversion

Warm Heart (1/1) | General Audiences | 11,915 words | Alpha!Kim x Omega!Chay side story to Blooming Oleander

Five times Chay puts up with Kim's mixed signals and the one time where he finally has enough.

Notable Tags/Warnings: Fluff, Pining, Getting Together, Friends to Lovers

Series: of the feline persuasion (Jaguar hybrid!Porsche Verse)

Someone pays off their debt with a rare jaguar hybrid and Kinn gets much more than he initially bargained for.

Feline Purrsuasion (6/6) | Mature | 36,591 words | Mafia Boss!Kinn x Jaguar Hybrid!Porsche

"He's a cat hybrid," Kinn says, unable to hide how underwhelmed he is. Considering the price Ban had mentioned, Kinn had hoped for a dog hybrid, at least. Someone who was less likely to be averse to working with others and who would probably make a good bodyguard with sufficient training.

Ban tries to reply but he's interrupted by a deep, menacing growl that crests into a full fledged roar before he can get a word in.

Kinn whistles.

"Alright, he's a big cat hybrid."

aka: 5 times Kinn accidentally makes his jaguar hybrid bodyguard purr + 1 time Porsche purrs for him on purpose

Notable Tags/Warnings: Fluff, Pining, Oblivious!Kinn, mentions of trauma, references to past torture

the cat that got the cream (1/1) | Explicit | 9,662 words | PWP sequel to Feline Purrsuasion

Some things are worth the wait.

Or: In which Porsche finally passes his Assessment and makes Kinn fulfill his end of their agreement. Many times.

Notable Tags/Warnings: PWP, Dom/sub Undertones, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Rough Sex, Body Worship, Size Queen Porsche, Pet Names, Come Swallowing, Vibrators, Praise Kink, Size Kink, Dirty Talk

Alone Together (3/?) | Explicit | 12,584 words | Ancient Vampire!Kinn x Fledgling Vampire!Porsche

It is twenty years after The Awakening – the global phenomenon which ultimately led to humans discovering the existence of vampires – and Thailand is on the cusp of a long-awaited political milestone. After a decade of hard work, a bill that aims to uphold both human and vampire rights is close to being finalized.

Unfortunately, this is also when something decides to turn Bangkok into its own hunting ground.

Notable Tags/Warnings: Morally Ambiguous Characters, Political Intrigue, Mystery, Childe/Sire Bond(s), Soul Bond

Moonchild (we're born in the moonlight) - 3/3 | Explicit | 3,619 words | Red Riding Hood Retelling

"Let me walk you home, then," Kinn offers, recalling the recent accidents and all the superstitions he'd heard about the forest ever since he was a boy. "Even if you live close by, these woods can get dangerous. You should always get home before nightfall."

"Trust me," Porsche smiles, teeth sharp and brown eyes glittering an almost golden hue under the late afternoon light. "I'll be fine."

He lets Kinn walk him home anyway.

Notable Tags/Warnings: Dark Fairy Tales, Werewolves, Fantasy, Trans Male Character, Mates, Vaginal Sex

just this once (1/1) | Teen and Up Audiences | Canon Compliant Kinn x Porsche

Kinn gets a moment of clarity. A brief second where he becomes painfully aware of two conflicting facts: first, he wants to kiss Porsche and second, he is not drunk enough to give in.

He does anyway.

aka the ending of Episode 3 from Kinn’s perspective.

Notable Tags/Warnings: Character Study, Canon Compliant, First Kiss

Recovery (1/1) | Teen and Up Audiences | Canon Divergent Kinn x Porsche

"I should have known better than to give you an order and expect you to follow me," Kinn says from the doorway of Porsche's hospital room.

aka my take on the side story before we knew there was gonna be a side story

Notable Tags/Warnings: Fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Sharing a Bed

i'll be yours (if you'll be mine) | Explicit | Canon Compliant Kinn x Porsche

Kinn is a flame, burning, burning, oh so bright, and Porsche wants nothing more than for Kinn to consume him if it means he gets to have Kinn to himself in return.

Notable Tags/Warnings: Character Study, Porn with Feelings

The Call of the Deep (1/1) | Explicit | Eldritch Horror!Kinn x Mermaid!Porsche

To the Merfolk, the depths of the ocean are as equally terrifying as the surface – and for good reason. But Porsche isn't about to let anything stop him from finding his missing brother.

Notable Tags/Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Aphrodisiacs, Drugged Sex, Tentacle Sex, Corruption, Forced Orgasms

mirror, mirror (1/1) | Explicit | Canon KinnPorsche

When they started this twisted game of cat and mouse, Porsche was sure he was the cat. After all, he had the advantage of studying every single blindspot in every single room that Kinn entered. Kinn, on the other hand, had a reputation to uphold. An image of invulnerability that couldn't be tainted with losing his composure because of mundane things like, let's say, having his bodyguard's foot on his crotch during a security briefing.

But somewhere along the way Kinn had taken a different approach; had studied Porsche and found all the right buttons to press. Kinn started using his words. And Porsche, to his own horror, found that he liked them.

Or, Porsche fucks around (with Kinn) and finds out (more about himself than what he'd initially bargained for).

Notable Tags/Warnings: Mirror Sex, Praise Kink, Pet Names, Dirty Talk, Kink Discovery

Mahiwaga | Dragon!Porsche x King!Kinn | To be expanded

Adjective. mysterious, inexplicable, miraculous

Or: In which Porsche is a dragon deity and Kinn comes to him for help to save his kingdom.

(the future is) bulletproof | Dystopian AU KimChay

Kim had never really bought into the kool aid that his father seems to have successfully sold to everyone else in Oasis City. There had to be something in the barrenlands beyond the Mirage – otherwise, there wouldn’t be such strict laws on leaving the city borders. He sneaks out in search of the truth and finds so much more than he bargained for.

AKA son of a corrupt government official!Kim x youngest in a ragtag group of rebels!Chay, but in a post-apocalyptic setting

the oxygen of the soul | KinnPorsche & ChatKhem Reincarnation AU | To be expanded

"It feels like I can only be free if you're by my side."

A few more scattered posts in varying stages of completion:

Bodyswap!AU - To be expanded

(Single) Parenting 101 - To be expanded

Full Shift Werewolves AU

Hades AU

[ae-azile]

The Non-Newtonian Newborn Preview: Chapter 3

Chay estimates he has about 45 more minutes until Achara gets hungry and needs to be fed. While he doesn't want to keep her from that, he wants to spend more time with her. This was his way of giving Kim a break, but he wishes that break could be longer.

He wishes Kim had his pump already.

Maybe he can do that, get a pump and a suitable nursing bag so Kim can have it stocked in case he needs to take the baby out. Or in case Chay watches her again. She's so cuddly and sweet, despite being so young. Chay feels comfort when he holds her. He also feels inspiration. Music hasn't felt the same since everything went down with Kim. Every time he touches his guitar, he either immediately puts it back down or comes up with something super morose. But for some reason, he wants to play it now so he can write a song for her, like a lullaby-

Chay’s thoughts come to a halt when he feels something hit his leg. He takes his eyes off Achara for a second to look towards his left, tilts his head in confusion at the sight of the appearing guitar, then looks back at the baby.

“Did you do that?” Chay asks. Achara gurgles happily in response. He should be more freaked out by this. What if she can read minds? Sometimes Chay has thoughts that babies have no business reading. But at the same time, teleporting his guitar to him is so thoughtful of her. He had been thinking of wanting to play it and come up with something for her and she was sweet enough and powerful enough to teleport it over.

She's so cute.

“Okay,” Chay says, then puts her on the blanket in front of him, “Be patient with me. I’m probably a little rusty.”

Achara just kicks her foot once and gives him a smile. She really is ahead of her milestones. Smiling, advanced arm and leg movement, teleporting, possibly reading minds.

He really hopes she isn't like Renesmee and ages super fast. Chay wants her to stay a baby for as long as possible. Not forever, of course, but for the amount of time babies should stay babies since-

Chay is pulled from his thoughts once more when Achara makes a cooing noise. He takes it as a hint and gets to work. At first, he feels like nothing is good enough. But when he takes a short break, tickles Achara’s belly, and looks into her eyes, something clicks and he is able to pick up the guitar again. The music pours out of him. When he comes up with the perfect tune, the lyrics pop into his head as well.

As for a notebook and pencil, they both fall on his head.

“We are gonna need to talk about not reading people’s minds all the time!” Chay chides as he wiggles her foot. Achara giggles with delight. While the sound is just as much music to his ears as the previous chords he played on the guitar, it still worries him enough to make him pick up his phone.

When do babies start giggling?

The search results vary. Some of the sources say it could happen as early as one month old, and some say it could happen as late as six or seven months old, with most saying it happens around three to four months old. But when he looks up pictures of babies of each age, Achara looks younger than them. He starts searching for babies even younger than that. If Chay had to make an absolutely uneducated guess, he would put her with the babies around a week old or even just a few days old. But what she does and how she looks really don't match.

It's confusing. Concerning, but Chay doesn't want to think about it right now. He should write this song for her since that is something she clearly wants him to do too. So that's what he does. He switches back and forth on music and writing and asks for her opinion on certain decisions. Chay has determined that happy coos mean “That is an incredible artistic decision” while silence means “You can do better”.

He's about halfway satisfied with what he has come up with when there is a knock on the door. Before Chay can get up to check who it is and unlock it, the deadbolt clicks and the door swings open, only to reveal Kim.

“Telekinesis too?” Chay asks her. Achara lets out a happy sound, then redirects her attention to her father.

“You didn't unlock the door yourself, did you?” Chay asks suspiciously, “Like, you didn't pick the lock or anything?”

Kim shakes his head, “I had no reason to do something like that, considering you're in here. Why?”

Chay lets out a sigh and looks down at the baby, “She can do more than just teleport, I think. When you knocked, the deadbolt unlocked itself and the door swung open. So she can apparently move things when she wants to. When I was thinking about wanting to write a song for her, she teleported my guitar, notebook, and pencil to me. She can teleport things other than just herself. And how would she know that I wanted to write a song for her unless she could read my mind?”

“You wanted to write a song for her?” Kim asks softly.

That is the thing Kim is most surprised by? Out of literally everything Chay just told him, he is focused on the song and not the newly found telepathy and telekinesis, as well as the established teleportation powers having broader limits than all of them originally thought-

“Can I hear it?”

Chay immediately gives Kim a look, only to wince when he sees the effect it has on Kim. It’s as if Kim is shutting down and closing in on himself. Before, Chay wouldn’t have cared.

That's a lie. He would have cared. He would have perseverated on it. But he would have given an award winning performance of pretending not to care. Now, however, he does care. He feels a jolt of guilt. He may not be ready to play music with or in front of Kim yet. He may never be. But he can still be nice about it. He already told Kim he would support him through this and be his friend.

“It isn't ready yet,” Chay says quietly, which is the truth, “I was getting her input on different lines and chords, so I can write her something that suits her. I…Maybe I’ll let you hear it when it's ready.”

Kim nods and looks away, “...Okay.”

A moment of silence passes between them. It isn't the most comfortable of silences. Chay just doesn't know what he can say to make it more comfortable.

“I should feed her,” Kim says, bending down to pick Achara up, “Thank you for watching her so I could get a little more rest.”

“Did you actually rest though?” Chay asks. While Kim doesn't give him a solid answer on that, Chay can't focus on it anyway. The sight of Kim walking away with the baby to go back to his own suite is making his heart ache.

Why?

“Uh…” Chay starts, quickly getting to his feet when Kim is partly out the door, “Do you need anything else?”

Kim glances back at him and shrugs, “We’re good for now, I think. Why?”

“I…” Chay starts, then clears his throat, “I figured you might need a few necessities. You’ll probably get a lot of stuff at the baby shower Khun is planning, but it's possible you might need stuff before that. If…I don't know. If you want me to pick anything up for you-”

“I do need some things, but I would want to go to make sure it matches with the color scheme and theme I have in my head.”

Chay raises his eyebrows at that, “Color scheme? Theme?”

Kim shifts slightly, “We’ll be staying here for a while, probably. The situation is…strange, at best. Plus, my address was leaked. I want to make sure she is safe. So we’ll probably move into one of the family suites, a three bedroom one so I can have a home studio and a nursery. I have been looking at different things online this morning and I have a rough idea of what I want.”

“Okay,” Chay says agreeably, “So I'm guessing you were on Pinterest for most of the morning, at least whenever you weren't calling and texting to check up on her?”

Kim doesn't give him a solid answer to that question either.

“Would you want to go look for some things together?”

Kim glances down at Achara, “...Yes. But she…I should stay with her.”

“Khun, Kinn, or Hia can watch her.”

“I know, but…” Kim says, then rolls his eyes, “I want to be with her.”

He says it as if the sentiment comes as an annoyance. Maybe for Kim, it is, feeling an attachment so strong that he can't bring himself to let someone watch his baby for a few more hours. But at the same time, it’s understandable that he feels stressed by leaving her with someone else right after picking her up.

“...It's still early,” Chay says, “And a weekday. The stores probably aren't busy. And you have money for those smaller, high-end boutiques. They might be more likely to keep your visit quiet anyway. We could take her with us.”

Kim stares at Chay for a few moments. Chay can't help but wonder if Kim is trying to figure out his angle. The truth is, Chay doesn't have one, not really.

But like Kim, he feels drawn to Achara too. Maybe it's because she is Kim’s, even though that's a strange reason. He has resented Kim for months.

He never stopped loving him though.

“I just need to feed her,” Kim says, “Change her into different clothes.”

“Dress her in something cute,” Chay says, “Khun and Hia got her some really cute clothes yesterday. Do you want me to meet you in your suite in thirty minutes or so?”

“...Okay.”

Despite the answer being hesitant, a small smile is tugging at Kim’s lips. Going by the happy gurgle Achara lets out, Chay has a feeling she is satisfied with the plan too.

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