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books-and-catears · 2 years ago

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You know I don't think I've ever asked for anything, but I kind of want to. I also hope you're doing okay cuz I know you're busy busy. You don't have to do this if you have time to it would be great if not don't worry about it. So I guess my request is this.

Personally I struggle going to sleep I'm kinda an a insomniac. I do a bunch of things before going to bed, since I tend to be more active around night time, & sometimes when I get tired I fight going to bed because I'm not ready for the day to end just yet.

So I would like to know how the brothers would react to that or how they would force/try/say to persuade MC to go to bed if they didn't want to knowing that MC wouldn't resist them. You don't have to do this if you don't want to you can always ignore this.

Heres a cute bunny for your time!!!

Look who it is! Its one of my favourite people here! Hello kitty! And no I don't think you've made a request before. But here you are now and I'm ready to FLUSTER you *evil laugh* I'll put in extra effort for Satan ;)

Thank you so much for the bunny! And for you here's a sleepy kitty cause you need it!

When you Sleep, Be with Me

Another sleepless night where you sneaked out of your room to explore the house again. This was almost routine now. More often than not, you'd go around the house, doing random errands or just walking around. Simply because sleep would not come.

Once a while you'd get caught. The first few times, they laughed it off, thinking its rather cute of you - walking around the house like a ghost (well not so funny for Mammon maybe).

But they grew worried as time went on. Especially after Solomon said it's called insomnia and it's not a good thing. And tonight you got caught in the act again.

"MC, you're up again?"

Someone called out to you in the dark. You turned back to look at him and smiled sheepishly.

Lucifer

He found you in the music room, idly cleaning out some brass instruments. He shook his head as you shrugged at him.

"Alright enough of this. Come with me."

He held out his hand for you to take. He looked annoyed so you reluctantly did as he pleased. Sleepy grumpy Lucifer is not someone you wanted to mess with.

"In here. Go sit on the bed." Lucifer said, opening the door to his room.

Your eyes went wide in suprise. "Wh-what are you planning..." You sat, wary of his movements.

"Don't get any extreme ideas, MC, I'm just putting you to sleep." He smirked before he simply walked to his record player and picked one of his vinyls to play. It was a soft piece of violin and piano.

"That sounds nice. I've tried using music to sleep before but it doesn't help..." You shrugged.

"Well this one is enchanted. It puts me to sleep even when I've had twenty cups of coffee in a sitting." He sat on the bed next to you.

He was right. Your head felt lighter after a minute, your eyes heavier. You were starting to doze off.

"Here." He gently shifted towards you, letting your head lean on his shoulder. "Just fall asleep here, it's okay."

By the time you're awake in the morning, you see you're still in his room all tucked in and well rested while he's already awake and smiling at you.

"I see you slept well. We should do this more often."

Mammon

He found you in the hallway, touching the walls as you pass by. His heart jumped in his chest first looking at a dark figure just walking in the dark like this. That's how he knew it was you.

"Oi. This again!!? How many times do I need to drag your ass back to bed!?"

He almost stomped his way towards you before grabbing hold of your hand and taking you to your room.

"But I'm not sleepy at all, Mammon. I'm too hyper to lay still!" You beg. He brushes his hair back and groans. Why are you so difficult yet so cute?

Mammon's eyes grew wide as the light bulb in his head turned on. "I know what might help ya sleep. Put on a jacket and meet me outside the house. Don't wake my brothers!"

He rushed back to his room. And you grabbed a jacket from yours and headed downstairs. Outside the house sat Mammon's car, with the engine steadily revving.

"Okay MC, get in." He pushed open the passenger seat up front. You smiled excitedly and sat next to him.

"Why are we going so late at night? Are we sneaking off to find treasure again??" You ask as he puts on your seatbelt and starts driving out of the house.

"There wasn't a single time I haven't dozed off during long drives when I sat there. So I'm trying the same on ya." He says.

He takes you through familiar and unfamiliar roads, telling you stories about how he was isn't allowed in that one bar or he had his biggest gambling profit in that casino or how Beel ate that cafe whole.

And surely enough you're slowly drifting into slumber. The lull of the moving car, wind and his voice was all too peaceful.

The next morning you wake up, you see the car is back in his room and your in the passenger seat with his jacket draped over you. He's fast asleep in the driver's seat, holding your hand.

Leviathan

He found you loitering around the washroom, simply stumbling around, trying to decide where to go. You looked at him and smiled sheepishly.

"MC, why the bathroom of all places?" Levi chuckled as he walked toward you.

"I had to pee and then I didn't know what to do. So I was just wondering what to do and I still don't know." You answered.

Levi hung his head, fumbling for words. "Ahem..well if you're not, ...if you're not doing anything, would you like to come binge some anime with me?"

You smiled wide, grabbed his hand. "Yes! Absolutely! I'm so bored by mysepf honestly I was hoping you'd ask that. So what are we watching?"

Levi was a blushing mess at you just dragging him to his room, holding his hand. "Um..I w-was just starting the new spin off of Ruri chan and the Military Sea Serpent!

"Ooh sounds interesting. Let's watch!" You promptly curled up in his tub with him and leaned into him. He sat there quietly freaking out.

The show was good. But it was much slower than you expected. And the soft OST and Levi's occasional rant and chuckles at funnier moments in the show.

Levi started rambling, "And look MC, that voice actor actually spilled soda all over him cause he was so shocked at how accurate the animation was and-"

But you were already fast asleep. Levi threw his blanket on you and blushed again over how cute you looked like this. You woke up to see him asleep, with his nose buried in your shoulder.

Satan

It was like he was waiting for you to show up. Like it was no accident that you stumbled into the library and see Satan sitting there, smiling as if he was expecting you for a long time.

"You're later than usual, MC. Checking if everyone is asleep, were you?" He chuckled.

"Nothing you don't already know, it seems." You said and walked towards him, embarrassed at being caught.

"Come lay down here." He patted the couch he sat on. "I've picked out the perfect story to read to you."

You walked towards him and sat down. But to lay down completely, well your head would end up in his lap. "Um...Satan.."

"Oh don't be shy, MC. Just lay down, it's okay." He pulled you down and stroked your hair. You hid your face.

"What book is it?" You tried to make normal conversation.

"It's a slow burn mystery. The perfect thing to fall asleep to. Now, make sure not to fight your sleep just to hear me read." He warned playfully, smiling down at you.

After he started reading, you sneaked glances up at him. His face gleaming golden in the candle-light, the blue in his eyes looked green, his voice echoed slightly and a fire crackled loudly outside.

Your eyes flickered close and the last thing you remember hearing was him stopping mid sentence and saying, "So cute..." And the feeling of his fingers brushing your cheek.

The next morning you woke up with Satan, still deeply in sleep, with his jacket covering the both of you. He mumbled your name and pulled you closer to him.

Asmodeus

Honestly he would not be up at this hour. His beauty sleep is far too important and dark circles are a big nono. And he's furious that you're not doing the same.

"Somehow I knew I'd find you here, darling." Asmo sighed, as you sat near the giant windows by the stairway.

"Sorry the sky was so pretty tonight, thought I'll come and sit till I felt sleepy." You said, scratching your head.

"Oh and that is supposed to HELP you sleep is it?!" Asmo pointed to the giant mug of coffee in your hands. You hid it behind your back and gave him your best smile.

"Oh your pretty face isn't getting out of this. Now come along." He promptly grabbed you by the arm and pulled you all the way to his room.

You were made to lie on his bed while he was tinkering around with something in his washroom.

"Close your eyes, MC. You're in for a treat." You did as asked. His cold fingers skimmed your face. He was putting something on you.

"It's only a special kind of cleanser, don't worry. Just relax into my touch." Asmo hummed as he lay next to you and continued.

His scent was calming and fresh, his gliding fingers felt amazing and you felt your head feel lighter, your brain suddenly going clean.

"Yes it cleanses the mind as well as the skin. I had Solomon make it for me. I'll tell him to make you a batch too." His voice slowing down as you drifted off to sleep without knowing.

He fell asleep cupping your face, you saw when you woke up. He nuzzled his pillow and moved closer as you chuckled.

Beel and Belphie

It was Beel who found you in the kitchen, looking for late night snacks just like him. He was delighted at first. You both even sat at the kitchen table and talked as you ate some leftover brownies and ice cream.

"You should go to sleep now, MC. Humans need a good amount of sleep don't they?" Beel pouted when it was time to leave.

"They do, Beel. But I just can't help it. I don't feel that sleepy most of the time. And I get restless just laying down doing nothing." You explained.

Beel frowned as he tried to understand. "We'll Belphie is better when it comes to sleep related problems. Come, let's go to our room."

"No Beel really I just-"

"I'm sure I can wake him still. Its not too late right?" Beel talked away simply carrying you over his shoulder like a talking bag.

"Belphie are you up? MC is having trouble sleeping again." Beel called out once he got to your room.

Belphie wouldn't wake up if Beel hadn't said your name. Your name is the magical term they all use to wake him these days.

"Maybe you're not warm enough." Belphie said, rubbing his eyes. "Devildom is much colder than Earth after all."

"I have plenty of blankets, Belphie." You said, still being carried by Beel. "You can put me down now, you know?"

"Maybe it's because you're sleeping alone? I had trouble sleeping when Belphie wasn't here with me." Beel said, simply readjusting you in his arms instead of putting you down.

"Uh I don't know about that-"

"Beel, let's put our beds together. MC can sleep with us comfortably then." Belphie said, getting up lazily. "And seriously you can put MC down now."

Beel still held onto you while he pushed the bed towards Belphie's. They fixed the dip between the two beds and leveled the mattress.

"Here, MC. Now you'll be comfy."

They weren't wrong. It was actually rather comfy without being suffocated. Belphie ran his fingers through your hair and Beel nuzzled into your back. You were asleep within seconds.

And when you woke up, you chuckled at the two peacefully sleeping demons next to you. Belphie drooled all over his pillow while Beel nibbled on his burger pillow.

And a bonus for my kitty...

Diavolo

Diavolo heard footsteps outside his door as he stayed up finishing up his documents. He found you walking around, idly admiring the paintings on his walls.

"I see you're still awake, MC." He called out smiling.

You were startled at first. You were sure everyone was asleep already. "I'm sorry did I wake you, Diavolo?"

He shook his head and invited you in, holding out his hand. "I'd like to keep you company for a while, if you don't mind."

You nodded and followed him in. "Okay that's a lot of paperwork. Do you need some help?" You stared at the big stack of documents on his desk.

"Haha those are the completed ones, MC. I only have a few left so please be at ease. You can help me by talking me through it." He sat at his desk while you sat on the bed. There was nowhere else to sit.

"So how was your day?" He asked and you proceeded to tell him about the usual.

Satan and Belphie tried to set some of Lucifer's records on fire and instead got Levi's anime soundtracks instead. Mammon tried to sell off those burnt vinyls as vintage and was later caught for it. Simeon took only twenty minutes to take a selfie - he'd improved from the usual half an hour.

Diavolo laughed at almost everything you said. The chaos was constant but luckily it was always hilarious.

"I wish I could be part of these stories sometimes." Diavolo sighed. "So much happens while I'm sitting inside all day, sorting papers. And I don't even know until much later."

He said it lightly but you could hear the sadness in his tone. "How about I call you every night? And give you real time updates? And because I'm part of this nonsense - I can add to it if you ask me to."

His eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. You had never seen him happier. "You really wouldn't mind, MC? I would love that..."

"It feels good to talk to you." You said shyly, "My mind feels at ease."

You fell asleep next to him while you both talked. You didn't even realise it until you woke up the next morning with him smiling at you. And back at HOL, you'd fall asleep texting or calling him too.

#obey me #obey me fluff #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me Belphie #obey me Diavolo #obey me headcanons

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slashersangel · 3 years ago

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Heyoo! JayJay is here uwu

Now listen to this young ward, listen to this request of a riddle

I request for a possible for poly lost boys (and michael) x feline like s/o. I think it was cute, Imagine having a gf or bf that's cat like in a way ;-; .. We finna simp :D plus i liked the stu macher one :/

But PROBLEM I don't exactly know what I want with this request BUT I wanna see how s/o would react to one of the lost boys buying her like a cute collar with a bell and is always calls her hot for it meanwhile she's like "bitch..i will claw your eyes out" in a loving aggresive manner uwu

Whenever michael has to go outside for whatever reason, she's like "k bye" but secretly really misses him as soon as he is literally fully dressed and stepped a toe outside. Hugging him from behind and just softly begging him to not leave, he can go laterrr why noooow??? (She lives with the emersons, that's why)

I feel like marko would buy her a scratching post as a joke .. (or try buying her one, michael or david keeps stopping him and paul from buying her cat toys)

Who wants to bet money that they would probably have a pet cat named...? (Whatever name You like ^^ I would name it blueberry :3 ..even though it's not blue ;-; nor a berry ;^;)

Pls for the love of GOD let her nicknames be "kitty, kitten, kitty cat, sleepy cat, lil kitty" owo

okie bye bye ♡♡

again, this is cute, and it just gives david another reason to call you kitten🥰 and i was literally working on this, fell asleep and it didn’t save, i was so close to finishing it but IT DIDNT SAVE!!! i had to redo this whole thing that’s why it’s so late (and i forgot half of what i put too)

Poly! Lost boys + michael w/ a cat like s/o

• the boys knew of your strange habits, sure they loved that you slept during most of the day, it made more time to spend with you when they’re awake! And when you turn it’ll just made the transition easier!

• the one thing that they hated about your weird personality, is that you loved the sun, well, they didn’t hate that about you per say, they just hated that they couldn’t be out with you while you sunbathed, well, Michael could, which they were even more salty about. But what they did love was that every time you’d meet up with them that night, your scent would be covered in warmth.

• you could be cold some times, they know but they still love you for it. they know what it’s like to not want to be affectionate all the time, just don’t pull away too often whenever Paul or Marko hug and kiss all over you, or else they’ll think you hate them and while grovel and whine all night. (especially paul, he’s a big baby)

• They notice that you’re extremely affectionate whenever one or more of them have to leave, even if it’s just for a second. You were cold to Michael when he had to leave the cave early because of his family, but once he actually got up to leave, you threw yourself onto him and wouldn’t let him actually leave, whining about how he could just leave later, and just stay a few more hours minutes, please? And he ended up not leaving the cave until you were ready, nearing the early morning when the boys had to flee back into the darker part of the cave.

• they all definitely joke about you being a cat, calling you kitty is the usual now. The joke went as far as Paul and Marko getting you a collar with a little bell, which they both earned a slap across the face and an evil look when they tried putting it on you. You also didn’t talk to them for half of the night. You ended up putting the collar on as an apology, they were sulking because you were mad at them, and you promised to cuddle them as much as they wanted. They all kept complimenting you about the collar, Paul and Marko thought it was hot, Michael was so flustered that you actually wore it, David kept calling you kitten and not your actual name, and Dwayne was too respectful to comment on it other than a small “it looks nice.” but really, he loved it.

• They are also used to you randomly biting them. Take Dwayne as an example. You were standing near the bikes at the boardwalk, Dwayne was sitting on his bike with a book in hand. You walked up to him and stood in front of him wordlessly. When he looks up at you, you took his arm and bit him, kind of hard. He was confused and pulled away slowly but didn’t say anything on it.

• David was your next victim, then the rest of the boys, and it wasn’t really a problem, I mean, they bite people all the time, as long as they can bite you back, it’ll be fine! Not hard enough to draw blood (unless you allow them to). Michael still has a hard time understanding why you do it, he doesn’t bite you back though.

• David makes it a habit to stroke your hair while calling you kitten, or asking you something with a soft but teasing voice. You love it though, the subtle affection was amazing in your opinion, and many outside people may think it’s weird how he’s talking to you, or might think he’s talking down on you, but you know that’s just his way of flirting. And it’s subtle way to tell anyone that you’re his.

• Dwayne loves just how physically affectionate you can be, he isn’t good with words, hence him being silent most of the time, he loves just laying with you, not saying a word, just letting actions say everything. He also loves it when you bring things to him, stuff you like or stuff you think he’d like, he find it cute when you run up to him with the item in your hand and just drop it into his hand, not saying anything, just walking away after.

• Michael, whom you live with, is used to you cuddling up to him while you sleep one moment, then the next, you’re at end of the bed, the furthest you could be without falling off. He’s honestly used to the mood swings and isn’t really phased when you go from super loving and doting to cold but still in a loving way.

• Paul loves your bursts of energy, even if they don’t last long. He’d run up and down the boardwalk with you, sure! Oh you want to rock out to some of his music, dancing around and singing at the top of your lungs? Of course! Oh now you’re tired and want to lay down? He’ll lay with you, and you can wear his jacket if you’re cold, too! He’d do anything you’d want

• And Marko, he likes that you’ll just sit with him. He could be drawing or putting on a new patch on his jacket, and you’d sit with him, either chatting or just in silence. You have patience with him. You’d also (playfully) attack him and get into play fights. He’d let you win sometimes, which you’d brag about to all the boys, but most of the time, he just body slams you on the couch or the makeshift bed.

• this one time, you were meeting the boys on the boardwalk with Michael, when you got there, Marko pulled something out from behind his back, claiming he had a gift for you, that you’d love, and he pulls out a scratching post :|. and you’re all like, “you have five second to get that out of my face or I’ll kill you, again.” and you didn’t speak to him for a few hours out of pure spite.

• whenever you’re sleepy and you cuddle up to one of them, they’ll tease you and say, “awe is the kitty sleepy?” or “what a sleepy little kitty.” and stroke you hair or cheek gently. Especially David, when your all cuddled up to him, he’d be smoking in one hand, and the other hand would be gently petting your hair, he’d look at you with a small smirk on his face and h; say “what a sleepy little cat.” you’d groan but not move, eventually falling asleep, right on his chest.

#the lost boys #ploy lost boys x reader #david the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #marko the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #paul the lost boys #michael emerson #the lost boys x reader #dwayne x reader #marko x reader #paul x reader #michael emerson x reader #david the lost boys x reader #david x reader

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sweetheartsannie · 4 years ago

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Ateez in littlespace:

Hello! I hope you all like this, I just wanted to make something cute and a while back I had a thought about what San would be like in little space and omg my heart was melting 🥰 and that thought eventually turned into this. I actually really enjoyed doing this so if you want please request more reactions/mtls/ot8 things! It’s fun to imagine how the boys would react to different things.

CW: age regression, mommy/daddy mentions but not sexual, fluff.

Seonghwa:

Very cuddly and clingy.

Follows his mommy/daddy around everywhere like they’re attached at the hip.

Shy baby.

Sensitive; cries a lot.

Gets scared easily and wants you to hold him and pet his hair to make him feel safe.

Can easily get worried when he is alone without his mommy/daddy.

I mean littlespace is inherently vulnerable, but I feel like Seonghwa only becomes little rarely when he is feeling extremely vulnerable, so he can be very anxious and attached to his caregiver.

Likes when you’re in public and tell him to hold your hand when you cross a busy road.

“Come on, hold my hand baby, it’s dangerous.”

To other people it just looks like you’re holding hands like couples do, but it has the added meaning of you letting him know that you’re his protector and are keeping him safe.

Hongjoong:

Very playful.

Plasters stickers on everything within a one metre radius.

Kinda loud which is unlike his usual personality.

An angel!!

Always trying to find ways to help his mommy/daddy.

Likes to help you bake, cookies are his favourite!

Loves your cuddles so much and probably falls asleep whilst you’re holding him.

I think he probably slips in and out of little space pretty easily, he finds it helpful for when he's feeling stressed.

Also a bit clingy and just wants to do everything with you.

When he can’t be with you he likes to hold onto his stuffed panda, Oreo.

Yunho:

The biggest babie ever!

When in littlespace he can get stressed out and overwhelmed easily so he might whine or throw a little tantrum but he’s just tired!

“Aw, are you sleepy baby boy?”

He’ll insist that he isn’t.

But you know he’s lying when you scoop him up in your arms and his eyes immediately flutter closed.

Loves to be called “little prince” so much, it makes him all giggly.

Always losing things and running up to you all upset, asking you to help him find it.

Puppy ears! He has a headband with dog ears on it that he loves.

“Do I look cute mommy/daddy?”

“Baby you look adorable! My little prince is the cutest!” you say whilst playfully tackling him to the ground, making him giggle and blush adorably.

Yeosang:

Likes when you brush his hair and help him get dressed.

Very messy when eating so you will definitely have to clean him up afterwards.

Also pretty messy when playing or doing pretty much anything, but you find it adorable.

Will come up to you and cuddle you, nuzzling into your neck.

Loves forehead kisses.

I think he is another one who can get teary often, but he calms down pretty quickly.

Likes to play games in littlespace as well, ones where he doesn’t have to focus too much.

Now I’m thinking about him playing animal crossing and I’m getting emo :(

Him sitting cross-legged on the sofa, looking all snug with a blanket over him and holding his plushie whilst he’s playing.

You just stare at him adoringly, cooing at how precious he looks.

San:

This precious baby boy!

If you have pets, he'll call them kitty/doggy/etc and try to play with them, and pouts when they wander off.

Honestly he will pout if he doesn't get his way for two seconds.

Treats his plushies as if they’re real, will make up cute voices and names for them and if you accidentally knock one onto the floor he will DEMAND you apologise profusely to it.

Loves being carried and given piggyback rides everywhere.

Can't help but squeal when he gets excited or sees something he likes, like a puppy or a cute plushie, even in public, and you have to remind him to be more quiet.

Loves to colour, with his smelly coloured pens of course.

"Mommy/Daddy! Look what I made!" he says to you with a proud smile.

Is even more proud when you tell him how much you love it.

Likes to be tucked in at bed time and for you to hold him close whilst he cuddles his favourite plushie.

"It's okay baby boy, go to sleep. Mommy's/Daddy’s here."

Mingi:

Insists he can do big boy stuff on his own.

“Go on then baby.” you say, tired of arguing with him.

Of course then he realises he’s too little.

“What did Mommy/Daddy tell you, little one? Let me help you.”

Loves animals!

Giraffes are his favourite.

“Aw look, they’re so tall, just like you baby!” you say, booping his nose.

You got him a stuffed giraffe that he named Girafarig (after the pokemon).

When in public you have to make sure he stays close to you, probably holding his hand because everything is exciting/interesting to him and he has a tendency to wander off.

Hates thunderstorms! Will literally jump into your lap shaking if he hears thunder or lightning and needs lots of cuddles and kisses and reassurance to feel better.

Wooyoung:

Very hyper and chatty.

Always misbehaving because he thinks it's funny when you get annoyed at him.

Sometimes just runs around the house squealing.

Has to take a lot of naps because he is so energetic and gets tired quickly.

But he will refuse to go to sleep so it can take an extremely long time getting him to nap.

Starts arguments with you for fun.

Actually can’t be trusted to do anything cause he always finds a way to misbehave.

Usually timeouts work pretty well at getting him to behave because you don’t give him the attention he wants.

You make sure to give him lots of cuddles and kisses after he apologises.

Always steals your big, comfy t-shirts since that’s the only thing he’ll wear in littlespace.

Jongho:

Another energetic one.

Wants to run around and play with you all the time.

Prone to pouting and throwing tantrums, but only occasionally when he feels really overwhelmed.

His favourite thing is building pillow forts with you and spending the whole day playing inside it.

His second favourite thing is when you tell him stories, especially ones with you and him as the characters. The easiest way to get him to relax and fall asleep.

He’s afraid of the dark! :( Needs lots of cuddles and for you to reassure him that there’s nothing out there.

Even when he’s little he still wants to take care of his mommy/daddy, so whenever you seem down, prepare to be attacked with hugs and for him to do everything he can to cheer you up.

You get him ice cream (cookie dough with chocolate syrup) sometimes as a reward for being good since it’s his favourite.

I mean seriously little Jongho would have ice cream for breakfast, lunch and dinner if you let him.

Is so cute when you hand over his ice cream cone, making grabby hands and a little “Yay!” leaving his mouth.

“Thank you mommy/daddy!” he says, smiling sweetly at you.

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interactive-watchers · 4 years ago

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The Possessions of Aster Rose

Written by @waterrose3

Perhaps ae was overly sentimental. Perhaps a better Librarian and Historian wouldn’t have kept the various trinkets and items ae collected over the years. But ae still did aers job well. And Aster Rose wouldn’t have it any other way.

Name Xir name wasn’t always Aster. Xe was once known as Rose (and if xir visions were correct, will again be in the future), and depending on xir gender, Water, Astro, Alex, Ace, Aria, and Aelin. None is the name xe was born with. But xe wouldn’t prefer it any other way. Xir biological family are the only ones allowed to know xir true name anyways. And xe will continue to use xir names, inventing and being given more if necessary (perhaps that was proof of how fluid xe was in all aspects).

Messenger Bag It was funny, how one of aers oldest and most prized possessions wasn’t a gift but rather something ae made aeself. Yet, the denim blue messenger bag was aers. Perhaps it was the material, sourced from a place ae can no longer find. Or perhaps it was the pins and charms, all gifts from aers family. Or perhaps it was the guidance of Mother, back at Sonder. Perhaps it was because it was one of the few things ae has left of Sonder. Or perhaps it was it’s usefulness in storing aers personal items, should ae need to leave on a moment’s notice (like how you left Sonder. Completely on accident but unable to go back and now you’re worried about how they’ll react if you ever come back).

Diary Xir diary, not to be confused with xir various journals. Xir journals were for documenting the history of the worlds xe went to. Xir diary was for xirself, for documenting xir life and xir thoughts. It was the only thing one of the few things xe had left of xir biological family. Xe could almost remember their voices. Xe remembered the brush of their hands as they gave xem the diary to record their life in. “Make yourself a Librarian and Historian to be remembered.”

Apple’s Bracelet Perhaps it was bad etiquette to put a bracelet around the strap of aers messenger bag. But the bracelet was something Apple gave aer, and ae would rather not accidentally lose it when ae was wearing it. This way, the only way ae could lose the few things connecting back to Sleepy Time Junction and the New World was if someone stole it or if the clasp broke.

Izzy’s Bee Charm Xe always kept the charm on the bracelet Apple gifted to xem. Perhaps it was odd for xem to put this gift on another, but this way, there was less chance of losing it. Xe treasured this charm that Izzy gave to xem. On particularly bad days where the homesickness for Sleepy Time Junction was too strong and xe missed the New World, xe would clutch the charm and remember all xe could of xir once-family. Sure, maybe Bop and Soup and others—xe didn’t check in on the world that came after the New World—were still around, but that wasn’t enough. Xe wished more of xir once-family could’ve survived the destruction of the New World. Perhaps xe wouldn’t have been so alone if they did.

Panda Stuffie A gift from Ma. Endie was a wonderful person, and she tried to keep the chaos of the family at a bare minimum. Not that it worked sometimes. Ae kept the stuffie in their messenger bag. On bad days, ae would hug the stuffie. It sometimes felt like Ma was back again, giving aer one of her hugs. It was funny, how ae got attached time and time again and learned heartbreak time and time again. But ae wouldn’t give up attachments for the world. Ae would love. It wouldn’t be fair to close aers heart off. The love that ae felt made aers job so worth it. Made aers job so fulfilling, that ae would be immortalizing aers loved ones in some way.

Sleepy’s Potted Succulent The most misplaced possession of xirs. Xe kept it in the Infinite Library most of the time. Sleepy loved plants, going as far as to be a green witch under Mama. Xir sibling was interesting. Few mortals would summon a demon accidentally and get into a close relationship with them. Few people had what Sleepy and Gumnoblade had (and oh Technoblade’s name hurt so much, so close and yet so far from xir sibling’s nickname. Perhaps that’s why xe couldn’t talk to Technoblade for long. His name reminded xem too much of xir late sibling’s). Because xe cared for the plant, xe kept it in the Infinite Library. A place where it would get plenty sunshine it wouldn’t if it were in xir messenger bag or the Library of Worlds. Xe was sure the rest of the Infinite Library Squad thought the succulent was some sort of Void plant (and the rest of the Voidwalkers had decided to keep the ruse up), but it was just a plant that reminded xem too much of Sleepy.

Book of Enchantments and Spells Aers hand brushed over the leather cover and the gold embroidery ae stitched onto it as well as the name Roofza Catcraft (and oh Philza’s name hurt so much. Philza Minecraft was very similar to and yet very different from Roofza Catcraft. Why did the universe hate xem this much, having xem meet people whose names were so similar but so different from the people xe still loves) stitched in a delicate, shimmering green cursive. Mom had given aer the book before her death (you could’ve prevented it, it’s your fault). Mom was the first of Sleepy Time Junction to die (and oh that hurt. Mom, MotherCat, dead. Ae didn’t know why they killed her but does it matter? Mom was dead, dead, and the family was forced to cope). It was too precious of a book to use for day-to-day life, so ae kept documentation of all spells ae knew in it.

Enchanted Jar with Several Kneecaps Oh Corn. Xe missed her. Corn, goddess of chaos back in Sonder. Xe missed plotting acts of chaos with her, and listening to whatever crazy idea she had. Xe missed her crazy ramblings, even if xe tuned them out most of the time. Xe stole kneecaps back in Sonder, that was xir thing. And Corn gave xem the bottomless jar. Xe no longer stole kneecaps, but the jar was a reminder of simpler times. Of times before xe took xir job as a Librarian and Historian seriously.

Picture of Sonder Or more specifically, ae and aers family on Sonder. Ae missed Sonder so very much. Perhaps in another life where ae didn’t accidentally wander too far ae would’ve lived in Sonder until its destruction. Ae would’ve lived with aers family back there. But ae wouldn’t have it any other way. Had ae not wandered too far, ae would’ve met STJ, ae wouldn’t have met Orocorum, ae wouldn’t have met Librarian. Ae can’t regret having it this way because ae loves all they met because ae lost Sonder. But ae misses those who ae left behind on Sonder. Mother, Ren, Yuki, Fox, Soul, Corn, Rei, Three, T, Kitti, Chicken, Melody, the list goes on. On days where the longing for Sonder is overwhelming, ae would take out the picture and cry.

Ashes’s Lighter Oh Ashes. Xir sibling in chaos. Xe missed them, the feral little shit. Ashes gave xem a lighter, and xe treasured it, using it to commit arson as Ashes probably intended to when they gave xem the lighter. After all, Ashes committed chaos, perhaps even more than Corn did. Xe remembered laughing with Ashes, getting thrown in the box jail time and time again for some wild scheme one of them thought up.

Florence’s Rock Once upon a time, Florence had given aer a very pretty rock. No, go back: once upon a time, an archangel and a voidwalker became siblings by circumstance. Ae was never extremely close to Florence, but they were siblings nevertheless. After all, both of them were the only ones in the family who were too divine to be mortal, but not divine enough to be a god. It was a fine line, and Florence knew how to walk it, ae not so much. Ae was still young back then, taking aers job as Librarian and Historian seriously for the first time. Perhaps ae wasn’t close to Florence as ae was to aers other siblings, but Florence’s advice on how to walk the line helped aer through aers time in Orocorum, aers championship, and beyond. After the New World’s destruction, the rock was the only thing ae had of Florence. And ae treasured it, a memento of Florence.

Eyelander’s Sword Eyelander gave xem a replica of his sword. Xe really didn’t expect anything less, but it was nice to have something to remember Eye by. Xe really just shrunk it and kept it in xir messenger bag because it was a nice emergency weapon (not that xe could wield it without thinking of Eye). Eye was the last of STJ to ascend to godhood. He probably survived the destruction of the New World, but xe wasn’t going back. The losses would just be more apparent, but why did it matter? Xe already mourned for the New World and Sleepy Time Junction already; xe was over it (you aren’t but keep on telling yourself that. Maybe one day it will be true).

Gumnoblade’s necklace Ae remembered Gumnoblade. Their name was really Gummy, but Gumnoblade was the only name that stuck for aer. Plus, it was more fun to say. Gumnoblade, Gumnoblade, Gumnoblade (Why oh why did the universe have to curse them this way? First Technoblade and Gumnoblade. And now Philza Minecraft and Roofza Catcraft. The Demon and the Godmaker, the Anarchist and the Father). Gumnoblade was the child of Lucifer (or Satan, ae wasn’t clear on the details) that Sleepy summoned and they became soulbound (like Bad and Skeppy, oh why does XD’s story have elements that coincide with aers life back in the New World? Does XD really have it out for them? Ae can see it in the way some people act like those back in the New World. In the similar beats of Tommy’s exile and Bop’s exile). Gumnoblade gave aer a pretty necklace that they said reminded them of aer. Ae never wore the necklace (like all the things ae collected) but placed it in aers messenger bag.

Strawberry’s Emerald Flower Crown Strawberry was…odd. Xe never really interacted with her, but she gave xem a flower crown made of emeralds anyways. Strawberry was a strawberry that mutated and formed sentience. Really shows that life flourishes anywhere. The flower crown fit xem perfectly, and xe wore it on days xe wanted to feel pretty.

Mama’s Ruby Brooch It was a pretty ruby brooch. Ae only realized it had a protection charm several years after receiving it. Ae pinned it on aers messenger bag, proudly on display for the world to see. Mama was a witch; if ae was correct, she was the high priestess in the Old World. Mama was also in a platonic marriage with Dad and Ghost Dad (Lily, Crab, and Spectre). Ae kept the brooch even though ae really didn’t need the protection. The protection would be a nice safety net, and the brooch reminded them of Mama. Ae knew ae wasn’t Mama’s favourite, Sleepy held that title (witches bond together), but Mama still held nice memories for them. Ae was Buir’s favourite (Thirteen’s favourite), was near the top in Ma’s favourites list, and was near the top in Ghost Dad’s favourites list, but Mama’s favourite was Sleepy, Mom’s favourite was Izzy (ae thinks but ae can’t remember correctly), and Dad’s favourite was Ashes. But ae loved aers parents all the same.

Eternal Flower Crown A reminder of a time long gone. The flowers in the flower crown were enchanted to never wilt or die. The perks of making the flower crown while xe was the God(dess) of Life and Chaos. Xe remembered Orocorum. It was a strange world, and the only one where xe became an actual deity. Xe managed to stumble into the world shortly after its creation, and the Goddess of Creation, Emma, gave xem the divinity and title, at the cost of a piece of herself. Xe loved every life to walk in that world, but xe ultimately fought for xir family (the Pantheon) and chaos.

Ren’s Flower Hair Clips Ren was...Ren was Ren. Ren and Raster (a strange mash-up of Rose and Aster). Best friends until the end. Ren had given aer two flower hair clips. Aer occasionally wore one or the other. Ae regrets everything that led up to aer leaving that world. Everything that led up to leaving him. Ae loved the flower clips, one a rose, another an aster. Ae was close to Ren in that world (Tommy and Tubbo’s friendship reminds aer too much of Ren and aerself. They were the Tommy, ae was the Tubbo. It hurt to see that). The flower clips sometimes hurt to look at sometimes; was ae really deserving to wear them after what ae did? But ae kept and wore them nevertheless; ae would honor the memory of Tobias “Toby” Ren Passeriformess in whatever ways ae could. It was the least they deserved.

Jax’s Ring Are you still married if your spouse has died? Jax was interesting and beautiful. They were the Blood God of that world, the God of Bloody Conflict, and xe was the only one to call them by their true name. The only one who had the honor of knowing and using their true name without consequence. Xe loved them, and they loved xe. Perhaps if xe wasn’t so afraid, xe would’ve saved this world (xe knows that that world was due to expire anyways, but xe could’ve extended it a bit. Xe could’ve fought for it harder. Xe could’ve at least saved Jax or some of the pantheon). Perhaps xe could’ve used more of xir energy and divinity to save the world, to extend it. But xe had to watch as everything connecting xem to the pantheon was destroyed, as xir ties to godhood were destroyed. As Larkza fell and Erlea fell after them, together until the end. As xe had to watch Jax the Blood God fall, fighting to the end. And in the end, it was just xirself and Emma. And then it was just xirself, Librarian and Historian, in the Void, fleeing the dead world with a journal filled with its history from beginning to end.

Titles For as long as ae remembered, ae held the title of Librarian and Historian of Worlds. Ae was born with it, but ae never really embraced it until ae found STJ and the New World. Archivist offered ae the title of her champion, but ae never really accepted until the Archivist became the Librarian, and now ae holds the title of Champion of %] proudly. Ae also holds smaller titles like one-third of Bootleg Bench Trio, Only Sane One in the Infinite Library Squad (jokingly, Fågel and Lucas had their shit together more than ae does). And ae holds very well-known titles as well: the Archivist (ae laughed when ae heard it, but Librarian wasn’t complaining: ae was giving the name a positive context), the Librarian (ae teased Librarian so much after that), the Historian, the Records-Keeper, the One who Walks the Shadows, the One with no Fear, and aers most regretted title: the Godslayer. It wasn’t the title itself that ae regrets: it was what ae did to obtain it. Aers most prized titles were the smallest ones: sibling, child, friend, spouse, parental figure, partner in crime. Perhaps that was very telling of the type of person ae was: sentimental, loving, caring. But yet, ae knew that the smallest ones wouldn’t last. After all, ae will one day outlive the givers of the smallest ones (except for maybe the Gospel Court) as ae watches their world be destroyed.

#interactive watchers #Aster #Aster Rose

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Warming Paws and Melting Walls (2/8) “The Naming of the Beast”

Summary: Remy gets home, his day unusually long and body extremely exhausted. Still, he and the cat seem to get along a bit better as they share a bit of time bonding in their weird states.

Tags: mentions of the vet (+ aftermath), abandoned cat, alcohol/wine, tipsy Remy (being a soft man), food/ meat, pain killer mention, drinking, dummy logic, dummy thicc fucking Remy, Remy the cat whisperer, mentions of Kim Kardeshian.. shien..? idk man, slight mention of systemic oppression bc wow Remy is spilling the beans, name talks, cuddling, snuggling, books, mentions of vaccines, soft insults bc Remy, purposefully horrible old english.

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It was late when the kitty cat and Remy returned and in all honestly, the receptionist was more than exhausted and done with everything. The whole day had taken a toll on him and interacting with people under bright lights was obviously not the best for a person with photo-sensitivity and self-diagnosed bitch syndrome.

His body was hurting, the pain had gotten more intense and rendered him a heavy and sleepy mess. He still needed to feed the cat. While the pain killers had done some to ease his pain, the extra activity had him feel like absolute trash, after all.

At least, the vet had found the little queen to be healthy and taken good care of. It indicated that there were owners or strangers to take care of the kitten but there were no tattoos, no marks or anything. Whatever care the cat had received before, it seemed to be over now. Nobody was looking for the cat as far as the vet and the local pet shelter have told him.

To make sure the cat would be okay, he got scheduled appointments for vaccinations (the kitty cat already got some that day). In like, a month, he was supposed to come back. Considering the cat was about one year old, it was time to refresh vaccinations anyway, at least that is what the vet said. There was so much information smoking in his brain and it hurt him. It was extra weight putting his head down.

There was no chip for the kitten.. He would set up an ad on-line to show that the cat was found. He and the vet assume the cat to have run away from home or having been left behind after the family moved. Something like that.

Still, he could try so the cat would not really be his problem anymore. There was obviously no name tag or collar. He would have noticed, he is not that fucking dense. The vet, too.

At least Remy got some answers for what the fuck this kitten should eat and could not ever eat because it could hurt.

Also, the cat was a she. Well, too fucking bad Remy settled for they/them pronouns. While he talked to the cat, he could at least practice pronouns he usually did not use much. The cat could not get offended. Totally a win-win situatuon.

The coffee lover curled up on the couch, kitty cat still somewhat drowsy in his lap.To be honest, the cat felt drunk to him, so Remy did not know better but to nurse his own wine while giving the kitten some chicken he had gotten for them.

“Queen, you are a really really unbelievable thing”, he started as he looked at the tiny void in his lap that was currently chewing on a last bit of chicken pieces.

He had removed all that bone stuff and washed off the meat before to make sure it was not seasoned or too greasy and such for the kitten. Totally no need to kill the poor thing when he could just be fucking careful and mind their needs and limits.

“You know, you get all hot on those funny things and you are living with me now - without paying rent - and like, you do not even give me your a name. You are, like, the most mysterious person I have ever met. Fucking rude, you little harlot.”

Remy sipped a bit of his wine and placed the package on the table. Yes, he drank wine out of a package because he was a cheap person. He needed to pay off the flat he had bought because his job did not make the most money ever. At least it was enough for him having a somewhat cozy and stable life.

He carefully shifted under the warm weight of the warm fluff. Remy was so glad the vet cleaned the cat so he did not need to do that. Was that extra service? He definitely paid for this shit, not gonna lie. Well, he would get a bill eventually and then he could still get upset over that. Ultimately, it did not matter right? He had some savings and the cat would be gone soon because it was someone else’s kitty cat.

It was not even in his place to just cuddle with the kitten while watching some bitch flick. But now that he had to ditch his weekend routine for the cat, they had to suck up for it. Also, he was just in a ton of pain by now and hoping for the local wine package to just knock him out well enough. If his senses were numbed, so were his pain receptors because brain foggy when Remy drunk-y.

“Listen up, kitty cat. We might need a name for you, darling”, he started and looked down at how they were licking over their muzzle and nose.

The meal was done and the cat seemed satisfied... The little tongue looked so cute, it was so so pink.

“I mean, maybe you already have a name but calling you queen all the time ..”, he trailed off and shrugged, “you know, don’t know whether you, like, deserve that title to be a name. It is something you earn and live, but you are not just some queen. Except when you are some fucking royal but who the fuck cares about that shit.”

The cat looked up at him and he vaguely looked back before sticking his tongue out and gently brushing through the soft fur of the little monster of coal he sheltered.

“Yeah, right. Fuck the Queen. It is not the same as you being a queen. Anyway, it would kinda not be the same for you to be a queen and to be Queen. You know?“

Remy chuckled as the kitten pushed its head against his ribcage.

“You totally get me, don’t you?”

The kitten meowed in reply and he continued to pet the little ball of softness. The little one even smelled great. Well, now.

“Okay, let us give you a name that fits you. I don’t know, honey. Something fancy but also classy because it is you”, he giggled, “I don’t know but we will find something!”

Remy gently picked up the little kitten and hummed as he stumbled over to the bookshelves. His wine was abandoned and the small void simply meowed in response to his actions.

“You know what, fuck that show. They all suck anyway, honey. Reality TV is just a nice background .. nice, like.. what else would people watch Kim Kardeshian for? Genuine interest? Gurl, it is all about the sounds and sights or plainly being the malicious bitch to gossip and ridicule these people.”

He giggled and settled before the bookshelf, sitting there with the little queen on his arms. Was queen a title, now? Not a name but somehow some kind of pet name, huh.

“You know what, kitty?”, he whispered and the cat shook their head at the sudden sounds and the wet breath Remy offered. They pushed their little head against the man’s collar bone.

“I am that kinda bitch to do all the heavy gossiping.”

He laid down and let the cat rest on his chest. His back was pressed against the dark floor in his reading corner. The curious little cloud looked around and stood up, tail curiously moving from one side to the other. Then it stayed and moved in slow-motion before returning to the other side while staying kinda between low and horizontal.

Cats were so cute.

And the cat really looked like a cloud.

A dark one.

Not a black sheep, a black cloud!

“Storm cloouUuUuUd”, Remy sang softly and the cat turned back to him, letting out a responsive sound in reply.

They understood him! Or were at least annoyed enough to react and give him a “what the fuck” look with all the sassy cat-ness in their bi-coloured orbs.

“Aw!! You react! But that is a long way to go, still, you brooding little dust ghost.”

He blew a little bit off of the cat’s head and brushed it off to make sure it was all clear. Maybe from the chicken or the couch.

He had to cleaaaan, ew. Woooork.

Bad cat. They really be spreading the dust around like a little ghost.

Damn it, he only wanted to find some nicknames for the small being.

“Cat, can’t you do the work for me? I mean, come on, I totally got you to the vet and you got drugged for free. That is a real favour to do for a stranger, gurl.”

The cat looked back up at him.

Oh, how could he have forgotten about that??

“Bitch!”

Remy exclaimed wildly and sat up, simply to fall back into the ground with a dull ‘thud’ accompanying his motions. The insides of his head seemed to be forcefully shrunk together and the tipsy man groaned in annoyance. The pain was so fuzzy and far away, it was basically a street sign on the other side of the street during a day of heavy fog.

All he did feel was the heaviness of his head and the horrible throbbing that came right after he limply dropped into the hard wood again.

“uh… Aw, I am the dumb bitch, here. Kim, save me”, he weakly slurred.

Obviously, he was in about the greatest state to take care of another being, especially one that was just as drowsy as him and slowly processed his sudden movements with flinches away from him.

When the man did not move, the curious guest nudged Remy’s nose with their own.

Had the coffee lover seen it, he would have swooned, probably.

Well, on the other side, he slowly got himself together and carefully shifted again, this time being considerate of his own and the kitty’s needs. He was much slower, lethargic in a way, it would make Sloth itself jealous.

Eventually, he was in position, vision still blurred with blackish spots tainting his view on the dimly lit apartment.

“So- as I was saying… wait”, he started yet trailed off soon after, voice quieting down and light eyes closing.

“uh.. yeah, I know where I left off. So, as I was, uh, saying.. Like, bitch! You are totally as tipsy as I am with all those killers in ya, big boi.”

Once more, his own giggles filled the room while the cat just pushed their head against his chin. The creature somewhat vibrated a bit and it felt oddly funny to Remy. Indescribable sounds came from the little kitty cat. It did not sound like a Queen, not really. It was more like uh.. a cat. Nothing else Remy has ever heard sounded quite like that.

“You uh.. you still need a name, you little void egg, you. Hihi.“

Remy curled and gently cradled the black ball closer. His grip around the cat was secure yet loose. The cloud of nothingness was comfortably sunk into his arms as the man got onto his wobbly legs and moved his jelly sticks closer to the little corner of books and boxes once more.

The kitten did have more than just great taste to hide there when they first started exploring some shit around his flat.

Their flat?

… uhh.. the doc said to look for the original owners.. oh man, he still had to do that on top of all the things he had to do. And he did not even know whether it was worth it but it was much better than just giving the cat over to some shelter.. uh.. cat thingy.. cat orphanage?

Cat orphanage. Sounded like a totally valid word. Yes, Remy, the name was, like, totally not sanctuary. Absolutely it was not. You fucking genius.

The kitten was snuggled up to Remy’s chest, acutely unaware of the change of environment that slowly came around with Remy wandering off their spot to really dive into the corner of his secret reading delights. He was back on the oriel, the space were the floor was not any dark wood anymore but instead carpeted in wine red. This was the only piece of floor in his home that had a little bit of carpet and it just started with a provisional glass door he had put there with more than just a little effort.

Basically, this little corner was a glass globe library with the perfect sight on the snowy streets and other weather conditions throughout life. Due to architecture, he basically had a built-in bench because some oriels build a “dent” into the home which can be used as some kind of elaborate and excessively broad window sill.

It was worth all the work he had put into it.

Whenever he came in to read, it was calm and silent, it was warm but easily adjusted by opening the windows or turning on the heating (considering he did not live in the warmest region on earth at all. In fact, he lived in a more moderate climate and enjoyed the tendency towards coolish temperatures. Despite climate change, there was still snow early in the winter months).

The two curled up on the floor, leaning against a beanbag. Remy was leaning against the beanbag, to be specific. The kitten was curled up on Remy, cuddling into his arms like the hazy bitch they were. The Queen could barely process anything but well, steady ground it was.

Remy was resting on the bean bag, the cat silently meowing at the change of softness around them when the home-owner slowly turned his body for the kitten to slide against the bad with him.

Maybe the cat liked it. Nobody could know anything because the cat was out of it and also, cats were hell-spawns who were not to be understood but worshipped only.

A book was resting in Remy’s lap. When did he pull it there? He did not remember. Maybe it had just settled with him, flying over or whatnot.

The book was one hell of a beast.

Pages upon pages were stacked on top of one another and bound together in the obscene creation of a whole book that held knowledge, big enough to rival a human brain in size - at least when putting this knowledge onto pages in barely readable fonts and size.

“Yo, cat. We need a name for ya, honey.”

He let his head roll to the side and then back into position again. The void looked over at him and seemed to shrug. Maybe Remy was imagining things.

“Uh.. You can’t read that for me, now, can you? Why do people even get cats, man. Like, no offence but is that not why we have human beings? So we socialise and uh .. uh like.. taaaalk and hate one another. Cuz we totaaally need that kinda interaction.”

His voice let the words blend in together, the muffled sentence barely resembling different words or sounds but instead one big hum. Useless blabber, at most. Not that the pet would understand him if he was putting proper effort into talking like a sober and completely sane person.

“Caaat. Caaaat, just learn reading? Give yourself a name, gurl. Independence!”

Yeah, well.. This seemed not to work, in fact, it obviously resembled a fruitless endeavour instead. Much like teaching a donkey how to sow greens, the cat took up Remy’s words and ignored them skilfully. Even in his tipsy mind, he was well aware that an animal would not just magically learn reading and then read out to him. However, the wishful thinking was still in his heart… and his foggy dummy mind.

He reverted to child-like attention spans and reasoning abilities whenever he got to drink just a bit more than a little. And honestly, the wine got a little to him, especially with this bottomless void eating, like, all of this fucking chicken.

He mumbled something about sharing under his breath before he pulled the book closer and heaved it open with his weak noodle power. There was not that much energy left in his heart. He was tipsy and as soft as molten butter.

The book groaned as it was opened, awakening the pages of knowledge from deep slumber.

It willingly dropped the front and backside onto Remy’s lap. It spread like a good partner for the intimate deeds. The excitement of being handled and warmed by a knowledge-seeking person got to it and drove the book to reveal just the right passage for them.

“Names.. Names. Kitty cat, pick a name.”

“mrrrow..?”

“Yeah, hoe, but like, you’re a Queen.. to me and not to others so how about you lemme pick a name, so the mortals can give you their foolish attempts of daring to raise their voice at you without spoiling your title, you void hoe.”

The cat gave him a slow-motion blink of two eyes. These wonderfully coloured eyes.. How were cats allowed to just have such precious gems as eyes. Like.. did he rob some jewellery store thing.. did they have names again, he felt like they had some kinda name and he was supposed to know this and all.

Uh, he would be clever later.

“Alright. This is a name dictionary thing. Like, for when you get a baby and you need to name that little shit, so the system can discriminate against it. It gives you names, you know. You have them according to the alphabet which is a linguistic attempt at bringing order into the way we communicate and organise shit. By the way, this is totally lame because language is fucking liv- ah, uh.. alive. That’s the bitch I was looking for.”

Remy suppressed a burp before he allowed himself to continue.

“Can you .. can you just paw this thing?”

The cat did not move. Uh.. He carefully nudged the little monster. A lazy glare was thrown his way but this is where it stopped. Such a lazy hoe. They would be the bestest of friends very soon.

Seriously, kitten? Not even some dumbass meow sound or whatever? Wow, okay. Selfish much.

He groaned.

Now we was getting upset with a little cat. He made it this far in his life. Instead of diving deeper into any negative feelings, he moved himself. His finger gently tapped onto the paw once more and softly stroked it before putting it onto the page.

“Oh, mine own dearest liege, I has't did summon all the fucks i has't hath left to giveth and ‘t wast enow to maketh.. this miracle! Uh - thou hath moveth thy fucking paw. ”

…Not even that did get the cat to as much as meow at him. At LEAST the void monster spared him a glance of annoyance for his effort. Valid, valid. At least some feedback, thundercloud. Yet, the moment was gone as soon as it came and the kitten then dropped the whole thing and looked down again.

Some sorta ritual to close their eyes and nap away. Even the cat had better living habits than he did.

“Nonononono, dun nap jus yeeeet! V-V … uh..”

He had taken up the name from the book, accepting the fate of the paw and started looking into the decision of the higher spirits. He was ready to act up on whatever the heavens and skies and all that shit have decided for the cat to be named.

The man squinted at the pages.

The top of it said “V”, so he knew that this was the start for their name now. Of course the Queen would be such a diva and end up with a name as unique as starting with such a rare letter. Totally Extra :tm:.

To be fair.. who the fuck used those letters anyway, man.. xylophone? Laaaaaaaaaaaame. Virginia, Voltron, V-.. V…

“Virgil”

Remy blinked.

He blinked multiple fucking times.

The name did NOT, unlike his mind’s stupid expectation, suddenly change into something like, uh, you know,… Jared. Some funny shit.

No, it was still this name. Virgil.

“Is that even a name for a cat who I declare to be gendered in the neutral only? Uh, you know.. whatever, like, it is whatever because you are a QUEEEEEENG.. Queen.. a queen. You just un-rule gendered names. They are stupid anyway, guuurl. Fuck this all.”

“Queen Virgil! Now how does that make you feel, huh?”

The kitten gave him another blink and finally retreated their paw.

“Yeah, my little nightmare goat. We are gonna go nap all night, all day!”

The man giggled again. Then he made sure to just give up and fall asleep like that, curled up on a beanie, kitty cat fur tickling him and doing nothing to facilitate his breathing. All he breathed in was ai- uh.. No.. Virgil’s fur.

Welcome to a change of life, huh?

Or simply: “Welcome, Virgil”.

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overenthusiasticcartoonlover · 6 years ago

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Shift Rey: Getting There, Chapter 8

(BIG WARNING: If you’re not comfortable with the LGBTQ+ community, you’re sure as hell not going to be comfortable with this, or my blog, and it’s a good idea to unfollow me now. Shapeshifting/Genderbending character ahead, and mild description of such. Second warning for a description of a panic attack.)

Rey stretches out in the bed, waking up to the sound of voices down the hall. Rey just lets out a happy hum, turning their face into their pillow to sleep a little more.

“Rey, wake up, kiddo. Breakfast is ready.” Meili knock on Rey’s door, earning a sleepy grumble from the brunette.

“Be down inna mint.” Rey mumbles from the pillow, pouting when Meili turns on the light.

Meili chuckles and pushes the door open fully, “Alright, kiddo. We’ve got dumplings this morning.”

“Yummy.” Rey’s eyes open slowly, adjusting to the light, as Meili heads out of the room.

Rey runs a hand down their face, feeling a little different than normal. They roll onto their back, then sit up, letting out a yawn. Rey smiles when Jupiter trots in, the little black cat jumping up on the bed and meowing at Rey.

“Hey kitty cat.” Rey reaches over and pets him, leaning down to press a kiss to his head, before noticing something weird. Their chest feels different.

Rey scrunches their nose, and reaches up to grab their boobs. They freak out when they feel nothing there, darting for the bathroom, and tripping on the way there, tangled up in the blankets.

Rey finally makes it into the bathroom, squeaking at their body in the mirror. He immediately makes a mental change to his pronouns, “This is so fucking weird.”

He settles down against the counter, closing his eyes for a moment. The change doesn’t feel wrong. In fact, it feels very right. He’s always had an off and on relationship with his gender, but if it’s manifesting like this, then that’s got to be a sign of something.

He raises his face to look in the mirror again, studying it with an intense curiosity. His jawline made a subtle change, less rounded than normal. His hair didn’t change at all, but then again Rebel’s and Eliott’s hair doesn’t change either. One of his eyes looks a little different compared to the other, little specks of blue developing in the brown. The other eye looks completely normal.

The biggest difference is his change in genitalia, and lack of boobs, not like he had much to speak of. The lack of boobs is actually a relief, but the other part is going to take a little getting used to.

He comes out of the bathroom, after using it, a weird experience in itself, and runs a hand through his hair.

“Rey, you better not have gone back to bed!” Mona calls out from the hallway, her footsteps getting closer to his room.

He has no clue how he’s going to deal with this today. How will the other’s react? He looks over at his clothes, scrunching his nose. He could wear a skirt and an oversized shirt today, it should hide the change well enough, then maybe he won’t have to tell them just yet.

“Um, are you okay?” Mona leans in the doorway, raising an eyebrow at him, “Everyone else is already downstairs.”

Rey looks back at her, before making a high pitched noise, like a whine, “I’m not okay! I have no clue how to handle this.”

He gestures to himself, before tugging at his hair, his eyes darting around the room.

Mona blinks and pushes herself up from the doorway, “Oh. Okay, cool. We need to go downstairs then. Eliott will know how to help.”

Rey goes full panic at that, shaking his head insistently, “Nope, can’t do that. Nope. I can’t. Please, don’t make me do that.”

“Woah, Rey, please calm down. You’re okay. Should I get Rebel instead?” Mona steps forward, extremely concerned when Rey starts shaking, his eyes overflowing with tears.

Rey collapses on the ground, pushing himself to a wall and shaking his head again, “I-I can’t. Please, don’t make me tell anyone.”

“You’re okay.” Priti manifests next to him, gently whispering into his ear and calming him down a little bit, “No one’s going to judge you. No one’s going to hurt you. You’re safe.”

Rey curls in on himself, bursting out in tears, “Priti, what’s going on?”

Priti opens her arms for him, Rey settling right into them, “Oh, sweetie. Your magic is finally filtering in. It’s just manifesting the way you feel, and you feel more masculine today, right?”

Rey closes his eyes, nodding his head, “I guess so. I just woke up, but it feels right.”

Priti kisses the top of his head, “Good, and the others aren’t going to be upset with you, you know that, right?”

“I know, but I’m still terrified.” Rey rubs his eyes, feeling a new set of tears spring up, though the tightness in his chest is subsiding a little.

“That’s okay. It’s still new, but it’s absolutely nothing to be ashamed of.” Priti strokes his shoulder, emitting a gentle calming spell, “You know Rebel, Angel, and Eliott do the same thing, right?”

“Y-yeah.” Rey tugs at his hair, “I know. I just- People knowing isn’t normal for me. This is the kinda thing I’d usually hide from people.”

He hears someone suck in a breath from the doorway, looking up to see Eliott hanging at the entrance to the room. Eliott offers him a worried smile, coming over and settling down in front of him, “Hey, kiddo. Mona told me what’s going on. How are you doing?”

Rey tucks back against Priti on instinct, the redheaded girl rubbing his back to calm him. He has to force himself to relax, eyeing Eliott warily, “I’m, um, well, I don’t know.”

Eliott settles his hands in his lap, sighing softly, “Well, that’s okay. Do you need some different clothes? I know you’ve got some jeans, but those probably won’t be a comfortable fit now. We can get you some new shirts too. It looks like your shoulders got a little broader with the change.”

Rey awkwardly fiddles with his necklace, nodding his head, “Th-that would be nice. Some different underwear would be good too. This, um, doesn’t fit?”

Eliott chuckles at that, reaching out to ruffle Rey’s hair, “Yeah, I can definitely get you that. Are you going to be okay going to school today, or would you like to stay home?”

Rey looks up at him, his eyes getting a bit bigger, “You’d let me do that?”

“Yeah. You seem like you might need a little bit to get used to this, and we need to get you new clothes anyway.” Eliott smiles, as he watches the anxiety in Rey’s aura decreasing steadily, “You can hang out in the shop with me, since everyone else will be out.”

“I would very much like that. Thank you.”

Eliott smiles at that, leaning forward to kiss his forehead, before getting up, “Alright, now that we’ve got that settled, let’s go ask the twins if they’ve got a pair of underwear you can have.”

#Emotional Charms #Over's stories #description of a panic attack #shapeshifting character #genderbending character #Eliott is ten out of ten and I love writing them

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extremely-sleepy-kitty · 17 days ago

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ok so I just went and saw the Wicked movie with a friend and just. I have. SO MANY THOUGHTS.

*Spoilers below!!! You have been warned!*

First off: this movie speaks volumes on discrimination and social justice and the way our culture handles those things. The way Elphaba was discriminated against because she's green is ABSOLUTELY reflective of the discrimination people of color often face.

Adding to that, the purposeful government-mandated silencing of the animals is SO DEEP and so timely!!! It really applies to ALL minorities, and as a queer woman with many LGBTQ friends, that really hit deep for me. BIG thoughts on this.

There was even a quote from the goat professor, something to the effect of "if ppl say enough discouraging things to you, they silence you."

Elphaba was SO BRAVE, but honestly she had to be!!! As a queer woman, that's relatable too. After Trump won the election, as I felt the fear, the thought did play in my head that I could go back in the closet if I needed to. But like Elphaba, once you've seen the injustice and feel strongly, you can't turn away. You can't go back to a convenient life.

Which honestly made me feel more sympathy for Galinda... at first, she was so easily to hate. So annoying, a total "pick-me" girl, doing good for clout. Which yeah, makes sense, I've never been able to stand fakey ppl. But ALSO I've been there. I've been in her shoes, back when I was deeply religious and in denial of my queerness. That life was convenient, and I was scared to choose anything outside of that safe bubble. So, I really can't hate her.

Anywho. Those are my thoughts for now.

#Wicked #galinda upland #elphaba thropp #wicked elphaba #wicked glinda #my girl Elphie did NOTHING WRONG #JUSTICE FOR ELPHABA #Wicked commentary #extremely-sleepy-kitty reacts

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strife-and-discord · 7 years ago

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A Series of Firsts- Chapter 3

First Injury

read on Ao3 here,

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Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta, Yamada Hizashi

Summary: Shouta gets injured on patrol for the first time since adopting Shouto. While Hizashi is busy stitching Shouta up, Shouta wakes up and walks in on what they're doing.

A/N: This is a story inspired by @deafmic ‘s series “Responsibility” which I highly recommend you go and read on Ao3.

Hizashi wakes up that night to the feeling of someone shaking him by the shoulder. It takes barely second for Hizashi to be awake and alert and he opens his eyes to find a very ragged looking Shouta. Hizashi sighs and relaxes once he realizes that there is no danger and moves to get out of bed. Unfortunately, this has become a somewhat regular routine in the Yamada/Aizawa household. As sad as it is, Hizashi’s just glad that Shouta makes the choice now to ask him for help getting patched up, instead of trying to do it himself like he used to when they first started living together. As much as Shouta likes to lecture all the kids about doing stupid things that get them injured, he never hesitates to throw himself into a dangerous situation himself if he can find a reason for it. Although Shouta would probably say that Hizashi does the same, it’s a bit of a shared trait among heroes.

“What happened, what’s hurt, and do we need to visit Recovery Girl?” Hizashi lists the usual questions in a straightforward tone. By now the couple had long since worked out an efficient way of dealing with these things.

“A lucky shot fell off a building. I suspect a mild concussion, but everything else is just cuts and bruises. I don’t think the old lady is needed, just stitches,” Hizashi can hear the mild concussion in how clipped Shouta’s words are but he agrees that none of it sounds too serious for some amateur medical attention and a good few hours of rest.

“You head to the lounge, our grab the med kit,” Hizashi gets out of bed and makes his way out to the living room and onward to the kitchen cupboard where they keep all their medical supplies. It’s nothing special, but it’s enough to get them through most of the bad nights, Hizashi put some hello kitty stickers on it in an attempt to try and make it seem a little more cheerful. They’re all worn around the edges now and practically brown from filth, but they still manage to pull an occasional smile out of Shouta when he sees them. Hizashi pulls the worn med kit from the cupboard and makes his way back out to the living room where Shouta has all but collapsed onto the lounge in an exhausted heap.

“I hope you’re not getting blood all over the lounge. If you do, you’re the one who’s gonna have to explain the stains to Shouto,” Hizashi says dryly.

Shouta’s eyes fly open as he sits up suddenly, “Shit, I forgot about that. How am I going to explain this to Shouto? He’ll notice if I’m acting off.”

Shouta slumps back on the couch, clearly using the last of his energy on that little outburst. Hizashi’s surprised Shouta actually managed to focus on work enough to stop worrying about Shouto, he’s glad at least that Shouta didn’t make any stupid mistakes just because he was distracted. That didn’t solve the issue of how they were going to explain this to Shouto, Shouta was right in the idea that they probably wouldn’t be able to hide it from him but there’s also no telling to how he would react to something like this. He’s seen Shouta injured before, during the USJ incident, but those were extremely different circumstances. There wasn’t any emotional attachment back then. Shouto’s smart enough that he’s probably already aware of the idea that Hizashi and Shouta will get injured every now and then working but understanding it as a concept is very different to actually seeing it.

“I suppose we’ll just have to tell him and deal with whatever consequences may come with that,” Hizashi sits down on the couch next to Shouta, “Can you take your shirt off for me so I can start patching you up.”

With a groan, Shouta heaves himself up into a sitting position and unzips his jumpsuit so he can pull it down to his hips. Hizashi grimaces at the sight of Shouta’s torso, he really did look like someone who had fallen off of a building. Hizashi didn’t know what else he’d been expecting. Even though it hadn’t been that long since the fall, Shouta’s body was already starting to bloom with deep ugly bruises and Hizashi can pick out which cuts need stitches right away. Hizashi sighs and gets started going over all the cuts and scrapes with disinfectant. Shouta tenses up every time he goes over a wound but never lets out more than a strained hiss through his teeth.

As ugly as the situation is, there’s a certain peace about it. He’s not worried that Shouta’s going to die or anything and he’s done this for him enough times by now that it’s pretty much muscle memory for Hizashi. With nothing but the soft sounds of breathing and the warmth of Shouta’s skin under his hands- it’s amazing how much body heat the jumpsuit keeps in- Hizashi savours the intimacy of the moment. More than anything he loves how Shouta trusts Hizashi enough to let him see him like this, open and vulnerable. More than that even, Shouta trusts him to help, is willing to let him help. Hizashi knows that Shouta could count the number of people he would let touch him like this on one hand. Hizashi is thankful that he gets to be apart of that.

Shouta’s not in any danger of bleeding out and he should probably stay awake until he can get his concussion checked out so Hizashi figures that it wouldn’t hurt for him to go and start making some tea. He informs Shouta of this and goes to turn on the kettle. It’ll take some time to boil so he goes back to Shouta on the lounge and picks up the needle and thread so he can start patching up the worst of Shouta’s cuts. Shouta winces a little when the needle first enters his skin but it’s not too bad, he’s as used to this by now as Hizashi is. Slowly and carefully, Hizashi weaves the needle in and out, doing his best to keep things as neat as possible. He’s no professional like Recovery Girl but he feels like he does alright.

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Surprisingly, the gentle sting of the needle going in and out of his skin as Hizashi patches him up and the vaguely muffled sound of the kettle boiling in the background, are all enough to make Shouta feel like he’s ready to doze off now. Unfortunately, every time he went to close his eyes and finally get some rest Hizashi would gently shake him awake again. He gets it, he has a concussion and even if it is a fairly mild one it’s better to be safe than sorry and have him stay awake. That doesn’t make Shouta any less sleepy, nor does it make it any less damn frustrating to be continuously woken up by Hizashi. Shouta groans and starts to fidget a little in his spot on the couch, he’s probably making things unnecessarily hard for both himself and Hizashi but right now he just doesn’t give a rat about that.

“Shh shh shh,” Hizashi soothes, “I know you’re sleepy, babe but you gotta stay awake for now, I’ll make some tea in a minute and you can have some of that while I finish up putting you back together.”

Shouta still feels grumpy about not being able to just sleep yet but if he really has to stay awake he’d rather do it with a cup of tea so he settles for just glaring at Hizashi for now. Hizashi just smirks at him and chuckles, clearly not at all threatened by Shouta’s gaze. Hizashi never seemed to be as intimidated by Shouta as others were, even when they in high school and everyone was intimidated by Shouta. He’s glad though, he doesn’t think his life would be nearly as wonderful as it is if he had somehow managed to scare off Hizashi.

Hizashi finishes sewing up the cut he was doing on Shouta’s upper arm then gets up to go and make the tea, “don’t fall asleep while I’m gone, alright,” he says sternly as he makes his way to the kitchen. Shouta just grunts in acknowledgement and allows himself to slump further into the couch, relishing the warmth and softness of it surrounding him. The only thing that could make him feel even more comfortable is his sleeping bag but he knows Hizashi probably wouldn’t let him go and get it.

The next thing Shouta sees is Hizashi placing a cup of tea down on the coffee table in front of him. That seemed weirdly quick, maybe Shouta is more out of it than he originally thought. “Here’s your tea babe, you just gotta focus on staying awake and I’ll finish the rest of stitches, m’kay?” Shouta takes a moment to appreciate how much he just likes hearing Hizashi’s voice.

“Shouta?” Apparently, he took a moment too long because now Hizashi is looking at him with concern.

“Yes, sorry I spaced out a bit,” with the small bit of effort he had left in his body Shouta heaved himself up so he could reach for his tea.

Shouta now comfortable with his tea, Hizashi goes back stitching him up. A comforting silence fills the darkened living room and Shouta thinks about how nice the warm cup of tea feels in his hands and going down his throat, it’s so warm that he thinks he can track it’s journey down into his stomach. Just as Shouta’s considering another attempt at dozing off, his unfocused eyes find a pale figure frozen in the hallway behind Hizashi. Shouta squints a bit, his brain not really processing who else would be in the apartment right now aside from him and Hizashi. A light bulb goes off in his head. That’s right, they adopted Shouto! Of course, he would be in the apartment but shouldn’t he be in bed?

It takes a while to get there but Shouta finally recalls that Shouto is a fairly light sleeper and he probably heard the kettle and came to check out what it was. Shouto is still just standing there in the hallway looking mildly panicked, that’s strange, why hasn’t come over to them yet? When Hizashi accidentally brushes by a particularly tender bruise causing Shouta to let out a grunt, he suddenly realises that he doesn’t look so good at the moment and Shouto might be finding that a little disturbing. While he’s sure Shouto has seen many injuries before, he probably hasn’t been exposed to many incidents of adults being injured. Endeavour doesn’t seem like someone who would let their children see them in a weakened state so this is probably a new experience for Shouto.

“Zashi..” Shouta murmurs. Hizashi doesn’t hear him straight away, continuing with his stitching. Shouta reaches up and weakly pats him on the shoulder, “Zashi, behind you..” he points to the hallway where Shouta is still frozen to the spot gaping.

Hizashi finally gets the message and turns around to see what the issue is. “Shit,’ he whispers only loud enough for Shouta to hear. In the meantime, Shouto’s eyes have widened in fear of being caught. “Shouto?” Hizashi calls out, “Do you wanna come over here, buddy?”

Hizashi’s voice is very soft and Shouta has a strange urge to tell him that their new son is not, in fact, an easily startled forest creature. This leads to the rather amusing image of a red and white deer perfectly split down the middle and he has to keep himself from laughing. Shouto seems to take a gulp before tentatively making his way towards the lounge. This in no way helps to get rid of the bi-coloured deer that is in Shouta’s mind. He is actually pretty worried about Shouto, considering he looks as pale as ghost at the moment and is looking at Shouta out of the corner of his eye like he’s the ghost.

“Is everything… okay…” Shouto asks shyly, he’s got his hands shoved into his pockets which he tends to do when he wants to come off as detached. Shouta doesn’t think he’s doing a very good job of it but then again he is more used to how Shouto expresses emotion than others.

Shouta figures it’s best to just let Hizashi do the talking, he doesn’t trust his concussed self not to say something that’ll make him sound dumb. Hizashi lets out a chuckle and smiles reassuringly, “Well, he’s certainly been better but I promise he just looks like an ugly mess, there’s nothing serious worth worrying about.”

Okay screw the risk of sounding dumb, Shouta’s not gonna let that stand, “Who’re you calling an ugly mess, banana head?” he does his best to glare at Hizashi but he doesn’t think it’ll do much in his current state.

This makes Hizashi burst out in laughter, “Banana…. Head…!” Really Shouta is that the best you’ve got right now!?” Even Shouto is smiling a little and that alone is enough to make Shouta feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Hizashi smirks at Shouto, “He does have a mild concussion so forgive Shouta if he spouts a bit of nonsense Shouto.” Shouto’s eyes widen a bit at that.

“Is… isn’t that a bad thing?” Shouto’s gone back to looking nervous again and Shouta is not happy about.

“A mild concussion isn’t really anything to worry about. He’s just gotta stay awake for a while and it’ll probably pass on its own, otherwise, we’ll take him to see Recovery Girl.” Hizashi does such a good job of explaining it, Shouta doesn’t think he could have done as good a job. When Hizashi explains it he makes you really believe that nothing is wrong, Shouta knows that if he explained it the person would probably be more disconcerted then before.

Shouto nods a bit, takes a deep breath, and seems to relax a little but Hizashi goes further, “Would it make you feel a bit better if you helped out?”

Shouto quirks his head to the side, “Help out? How?” Shouta had to admit, he was curious as well. As much as he cared about Shouto, he still isn’t particularly fond of the idea of being stitched up by a teenager.

“It’s a pretty simple job but it’s an important one that will certainly make patching Shouta up a lot easier for me,” Hizashi looks to Shouto for confirmation, he could still go back to bed if he wanted.

Shouto nods and Hizashi continues, “I need you to make sure Shouta stays awake. He keeps trying to doze off on me but he needs to stay awake until the concussion passes.”

Shouta scrunches his face at the idea of another person making sure he can’t sleep but at the very least he can agree that it’s a good idea on Hizashi’s part. Killing two birds with one stone and all that, he gets to keep Shouta awake and comfort Shouto by allowing him to feel like he’s doing something to help. “Okay… I guess I can do that...,” Shouto makes his way over to the other side of the lounge and sits down next to Shouta as Hizashi goes back to his stitching.

Shouta smiles softly at him, “I hope you didn’t want tea, we just made it, or Zashi did, more accurately.”

Shouto just blinks back at him, “I know, I.. I heard the kettle boil.”

It doesn’t take long for Shouta to fall back in that soft happy place with the gentle feeling of the needle, the warmth of the tea in his hands, and the calming sound of his son talking to him. Time stretches on and it feels like he and Shouto have been talking for hours, although he thinks that might be his concussion warping his perception of time. Shouto talks to him about everything he can possibly think to talk about, his recent chats with his friends, his progress in his quirk therapy, new moves he can try at school once he reaches the end of said therapy. Being injured is never fun but if the patch up afterwards was always like this? Peace and calm and being surrounded by love? Shouta feels like maybe being injured won’t be the bitter, sombre thing it usually is. Shouta hopes he always gets to be surrounded by his family like this.

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #Shouto todoroki #eraserhead #present mic #writing #the words of me #erasermic

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keyaanthom91 · 4 years ago

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Cat Spray Poop Easy And Cheap Tips

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oh-god-theres-6 · 7 years ago

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Part two of the Headcannons. Same day as part one. See, I’m not that lazy

Ichimatsu

*How many outfit can last me a month? One many outfit can last me a month. If he could he would never change, he would live in one outfit and be content with that, he doesn’t only because the rest of them force him into different ones. Mostly Totty

*Though he wont show it the safest he feels is when he’s with his brothers, and if in a crowd will always try and find them in order to feel better

*He has, soft hands, very soft hands, because of how often he has a cat in his arms he wants them to be constantly soft for the kitties, so if you touch his hand, oh boy they nice

*Speaking of soft things, this boy has probably the best hug out of everyone, if his S/O was ever sad or in need of support he couldn’t verbally give he’ll give really sweet hugs. It’s like being embraced by a cloud; light, airy and the fluffiest you’ll usually see him

*Can not sit normally. He always has to sit a different way every time he settles his ass down somewhere. Mostly he won’t even sit just lay, which is always when a chair is involved

*If he ever lived exclusively with his s/o I hope they like cats cause he will invite them in more than he will invite guests in and one morning they’ll wake up and BOOM no more living room space because, cats

*Loves, and I mean loves, having his hair pet, it is the fastest and easiest way to calm him down if he’s in a panic. It makes him feel loved and like someone actually cares for him. So pet his hair and make him happy

*Will give hugs from behind and wrap you in his arms until he falls alseel like that and you have to deal with a sleepy Ichi who won’t move. At all. Ever.

*Chub. Has it, can’t deny it, Boi won’t move off his ass and he has it and it’s cute. Fight me on this :3

Jyushimatsu

*EVERY TIME IS BASEBALL TIME. But like seriously, be afraid if this kid can’t sleep cause he’ll most likely just leave and go to the park at three a.m... it’s happened so many times that he’s brothers no longer freak out when he slams the door open at 7 a.m., it’s just a Jyushi thing.

*Really likes fruit, anything with fruit in it he will eat because it’s healthy and sweet, and he likes to spit cherry seeds at people

*On the other hand veggies are a no no, he hates them. Bland and boring and eww. He’s the kid to over react when there’s any on his plate, and then throw the plate, most likely at his brothers, most likely Kara. Always Kara.

*He has the weirdest kissing pattern, he’ll start at your neck and then suddenly he has surrounded around your ankle and is biting that, and that in the matter of a few seconds, give him minutes and who knows where he’ll be. Probably gone and off to do something else if I’m honest

*DO NOT LET HIM DRIVE. Do you wish death? Do you want to play the game of how many red lights is too many red lights? This boy is way to excitable to be behind the wheel, because in his mind ‘The only good pedal is the go pedal,’ so you won’t be stopping till you’re out of gas or dead.

*Steals traffic cones from around his neighborhood. Has a pile in his house. His mom is scared cause no one knows he’s the one doing this. He admits to nothing.

*Will do anything to make the people around him smile, especially his s/o. We’ve all seen the lengths he’ll go to just to make one person smile, but how far he’ll go is limitless. He will do a n y t h i n g

*If you want to make him happy just sit with him at the baseball field and watch him for a bit, it’ll make him extremely happy just to know you’re there for him

Todomatsu

*If he’s brothers wear any of his clothing, he will burn it, he will call a family meeting so they can watch him burn it. This is his warning to them to not touch his stuff

*Stole the one closet they all share and will not let the others use it. Their clothing is shoved in various places around the house because of him.

*But he can be sweet, if he tries, on days where one of them is really off, no matter who it is, Totty will make them breakfast that morning but will not say anything about it. If you ask him he’ll look at you like you’re on crack cause ‘why would I do that for someone like you? Ew no leave.’

*Has a weird amount of the same hat. No one knows why, but he has at least twenty of the same hat in that closest that he rotates every day.

*Is a cat guy, he likes dogs and though they are cute they’re way too hyper for him, so they’re days where he’ll go with Ichi to see them for an hour. No longer though cause alleyway gross eww my shoes will get DIRTY

*Isn’t the biggest fan of touchy people, he needs his space and even with his s/o he’s not a super cuddly guy, but in bed if you need it he’ll hold your hand or hug you for a bit, just not too long because it’ll make him uncomfortable. Not because of a lack of love, but because he’s just... not a touchy guy

*Jelous type. Very protective over his s/o to the point where if another person tries to talk to them and he feels like they’re making a pass he will purposefully invade the conversation just to make it clear that his s/o is taken

*Summer is best season and he flaunts it happily because, shorts, his favorite thing ever, and he got the legs to pull them off

#osomatsu #osomatsusan #oso san #ososan imagines #osomatsusan imagines #karamatsu #choromatsu #ichimatsu #jyushimatsu #todomatsu #there I did it you happy?#part 2 #I’m a lazy #mod riz #mod Finn bein salty

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sarahjane0886 · 7 years ago

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Begin Again 9

Chapter 9

“Momma, it time to go yet? Wanna see Elsa and Anna.” Lottie said as she bounced in front of her mother later that day. Peta had just gotten her cleaned up from playing out in the yard after her nap and had told her of the plans for the evening. The movie in the park ended up being Frozen 2 which was one of Lottie’s favorites.

“Almost baby, we have to wait for Maverick, Noah and Mr. Maks.” Peta said giggling.

“I take Olaf?” She asked quickly remembering the snowman.

“You can take your Olaf. Your big one or do you want to take your little box and we can put your little Frozen people in it?” Peta suggested. Right after Lottie turned 2 her attention span dwindled greatly. When Ollie was dealing with a lot of doctor’s appointments, sometimes it wasn’t always ideal to have someone watch the little one so Peta had found a lot of the Disney characters in small figurine versions. Lottie became obsessed with them. So on days when Lottie had to go to appointments, Peta would have her pick a handful of figurines and they would put them in a pencil box and take them with them. It had been a lifesaver.

“Little peoples!” She cheered and left Peta in the bedroom.

“Where’s the fire?” Sharna said laughing as she came into the little ones room.

“She’s finding her little Frozen people to take with her. She was going to take her big Olaf but I suggested the people and she decided she liked that instead.”

“Makes sense, both kids can play with it too.” Sharna said.

“Yeah, and I figured, we’re going to have to wait a little bit even with getting dinner so may as well have something to keep them occupied.”

“For sure. Hey, Noah said he always takes pjs for Mav so he said to tell you about taking a set for Lottie. He said he changes him right before the movie starts that way if he falls asleep at the end or on the way back he can just put him in bed.”

“Oh, so Noah told you huh?” Peta said with a smirk as she moved over to Lottie’s dresser and started to rummage around for a set of pajamas.

“Shush. He probably figured that it was quicker than telling Maks to tell you when I’m right here.” Sharna said as her phone buzzed again.

“And what else would he like to tell us?” Peta said with a grin.

“He…nothing.” She said with a look. Lottie came back into the room then, her hands full of her figurines but a tiny pout on her lips.

“What’s wrong baby?” Peta said bending down.

“Sven missing.” She said as her lip started to tremble.

“No no baby, he’s right here remember? You took him to bed with you the other night.” Peta said pointing to the nightstand next to the crib showing Lottie exactly what she was talking about.

“SVEN!” Lottie yelled happily as she scurried over to grab him. She dropped Anna, Elsa, and Olaf in the process but was very happy when she was holding the moose in her hands again.

“You found him, here baby, put them in your box. We’ll put them in your bag okay?” Peta said opening a box for her to put them in.

“Tank you momma. An Na?” Lottie said holding her arms up after she put the characters in the box.

“Come here sugar.” Sharna said picking her up.

“Okay baby, I need you to pick jammies for later. When we get to the movie, we’ll get you all cozy. Kitties or Stripes?” Peta said holding up two pair of pajamas. She had learned awhile back that Lottie did a lot better with things when she knew she had options.

“Kitties, meow!” Lottie said giggling as she pointed to the pajamas with a top with a large cat on it that said these are the cats pajamas. The bottoms were black with different kittens on them.

“Alright love bug, why don’t you play while Aunt Sharna and I finish getting everything together.”

“Tay with An Na?” Lottie asked as she fiddled with Sharna’s sleeve. Sharna shrugged and looked at Peta who shrugged as well.

“You can but it might be boring.” Peta said as she ruffled Lottie’s curls, basically they just needed to put the bag and some blankets in the wagon as well as their jackets. Peta was going to throw a few snacks in as well.

“Stay with me or play sugar?”

“Stay.” She said. Sharna’s phone buzzed again.

“Umm.” She said softly.

“I won’t tease, what did he say?” Peta said knowingly at the look on her best friend’s face. Sharna blushed slightly before reading the text to Peta.

“They sell popcorn and snacks there. Since we’re eating dinner first we won’t need anything big but Mav loves popcorn so I let him get popcorn. I take him juice since they mostly have pop and overpriced water. They sell snow-cones so he usually gets one of those. Mav keeps walking around the house yelling your name. I think he’s excited to see you and maybe..” Sharna blushed a deep red as she stopped reading the text immediately.

“What does it say?!” Peta said reaching quickly for the phone.

“Nothing!”

“That he’s excited to see you too doesn’t it!”

“Maybe, come on Lottie, let’s go find some blankets, okay?” Sharna said switching Lottie to her other hip and heading out of the room. Peta shook her head and grabbed her phone to text Maks. She told him Noah said he was excited to see Sharna. Maks responded quickly saying that this may be bigger for Noah than he realized.

“Noah and Mav are on their way. They’ll be here in 5.” Sharna said appearing in the doorway. She was carrying two blankets and had one draped over Lottie who was giggling mercilessly at her aunt. She had also picked up Lily and her blankie along the way.

“Oh whoa, let’s go get this stuff in the wagon. You have a jacket?” Peta asked. Despite the fact that it was warmer in Chattanooga, sometimes the night air got relentlessly chilly.

“Yeah, it’s on the sofa. Come Miss Giggles.” Sharna said starting down the stairs tickling Lottie slightly eliciting another round of giggles from the little one. They dragged everything out to the porch where Maks was already waiting. He scooped the blankets from Sharna and settled them in the wagon.

“Noah usually brings Mav’s too. Do you think we’ll need both?” Maks said looking between the girls. Sharna shrugged and passed Lottie over to him who had her arms out for him. She started rambling to him about her Frozen people and Elsa and Anna and Sven.

“Umm, I think it’s probably not a bad idea to just bring both. It gives them each their space especially if they fall asleep there or on the way home.” Peta said as she settled their jackets in and put Lottie’s bag in the front as well.

“Good thinking. See I knew you’d know.” Maks said with a wink.

“Just thinking of how this one would react if she had to share while sleepy.” Peta said shrugging as Noah and Maverick pulled up. As soon as Noah had Maverick out of the car seat he was already bolting across the yard. Maks bent down to catch the little one who ran straight passed him and crashed into Sharna’s legs.

“Hey buddy!” She said scooping him up into her arms. Peta laughed relentlessly and she patted Maks on the back.

“Stole my nephew right out from under my nose. He doesn’t love me anymore.” Maks said in a pitiful teasing tone.

“I wuv you Aks.” Lottie said as she patted his cheek comfortingly.

“Aww, thank you Lottie girl, I love you too.” Maks said as he hugged her.

“See someone loves you.” Peta said with a wink. Sharna and Maverick had walked back over to Noah to help with whatever he needed.

“Well then, we may not have to do too much matchmaker playing with those two.” Maks said looking at Peta who was standing next to him.

“I think they may need the final push but they do seem to be doing quite alright so far.” Peta agreed as they walked back over to the group. Noah was dragging the wagon while Sharna had Maverick settled on her hip.

“Who’s ready for pizza?” Noah asked as he came over.

“Meeeee!” Peta, Maks and Lottie chorused.

“Let’s go then.”

“Alright love bug, let’s get you in the wagon.” Peta said as she reached for Lottie who only tightened her hold on Maks.

“Ride wif Aks peas?” She said curled into him.

“Baby, we have a far walk to the pizza place, we’ll be with Maks alllll night remember?” Peta tried to coerce her.

“Peas.” She said again with a tiny pout.

“Your call.” Maks said letting her know that he was fine carrying her but wasn’t overstepping her decision.

“Lottie you have to ride in the wagon. You can sit with Maks at the dinner and the movie. You have your little toys with you.” Peta said making the final decision. Maks bent down and settled Lottie in the wagon who began to fuss immediately.

“Whoa, hey miss, I’ll pull you okay? And you’ll see me the whole time.” Maks said as he took the wagon handle off of Peta hoping that would help some.

“Just start walking, she’ll settle.” Peta said knowingly. Lottie loved the wagon and riding in it but apparently her Maks love was a little more. She was sure it also didn’t help that it was nearly dinner time. They started slowing leaving Sharna, Noah, and Maverick to follow.

“Okay, you too Mav, wagon time.”

“No!” He said sharply as he gripped Sharna.

“Not you too. Buddy, I know you missed her but she can’t carry you the whole way.” Noah tried to explain.

“Uh huh.” He said in protest.

“Buddy, I’ll pull you just like Maks is pulling Lottie and then you can sit with me at dinner if Daddy says it’s okay alright? I’m with you all night clear up until bedtime.” Sharna explained. Maverick pouted ridiculously but allowed Sharna to put him in the wagon. She moved forward to take the handle from Noah, their hands brushing gently. Sharna felt a shiver run down her spine that she hadn’t felt in a long time. She looked up at him and saw the blush on Noah’s cheeks and knew he had felt it too.

“Ready?” He asked softly. She nodded and they started out. He walked directly beside her quietly for a bit. Their hands bumped into one another a few times before she felt him reach for her fingers. She looked up at him in surprise and he shrugged his shoulders at her.

“You sure?” The little they had talked about his past and everything, she knew he was extremely hesitant to start something with anyone let alone someone who typically lived 2000 miles away.

“Yes and no but more yes.” He said as his fingers slide into hers. She smiled gently and the group headed on. Maks and Peta took note of the new development and shared a look. They decided to keep their mouths shut however and just continued on with finding a seat.

“Sit with Sha’na peas?” Maverick asked as Noah helped him out of the wagon.

“You have to ask her buddy.”

“Sha’na?” Maverick said with a grin.

“Come here little man.” Sharna said scooping him up and tickling him lightly. Noah felt a sense of warmth flow through him that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He could see the happiness on Maverick’s face. It was a different happiness than what was typically there. He knew he needed a female presence in his life other than his grandmother. Sharna was the first person that Noah had seen that he could actually see fitting with them.

“You sure?” Noah asked realizing that in his realization that Sharna had ultimately agreed to keep Mav during dinner.

“Positive.” She said with a smile. The group headed in as the waiter seated them at a booth just off the patio. They quickly turned in their orders and the group headed into discussion about how to fill in Sharna’s last two weeks with the group. They knew the last week was going to be an adjustment for Peta & Lottie so they agreed to help out as much as possible with the transition. While Noah participated in the conversation, he could feel himself withdrawing as he already felt a hint of anxiety at the thought of Sharna leaving. Eventually dinner came and the group ate up before heading over to the park.

“Noah, you show us the best spot.” Sharna said as they arrived. They were about an hour early so there was some families already there but not many. She knew he and Maverick did this occasionally so she knew he’d be the best at picking.

“Let’s go over here by that tree. We can put the wagons against the tree and lean on them if we want. We’re not in the dead center and not too far up so we won’t get stuck.” He decided after looking for a moment. Everyone nodded and followed him. They got their blankets sets up and the kids were playing with Lottie’s figurines and Maverick’s dinosaurs that he brought with them.

“Maks, if it’s okay with you, I think I’m going to sneak away and get Mav’s sno-cone. It’ll be easier to just go get it and come back since he’s busy.”

“That’s fine, I’ll keep an eye on him. P, were you getting Lottie one?”

“I can get it for you babe. Cotton Candy right?” Sharna said attempting to keep her anticipation at bay. She wanted a few moments alone with Noah especially since she had seen him fade in and out of the conversation at dinner. She also felt a sense of panic ever since he held her hand on the walk to dinner.

“Yeah, here I can give you money.” Peta said reaching for her bag.

“I got it.” Sharna said brushing her off. She went to stand and Noah caught her elbow helping to steady her once she was on her feet. She blushed slightly and mouthed a thank you. He nodded and started off the blanket. He nearly turned back to tell Maverick but figured it was safest to just go. He wanted a little time with Sharna as well.

“Here.” He said softly reaching for her hand again. He figured since they were picking their way through families and blankets this was a good idea and he kinda just wanted to feel her hand in his again. She laced their fingers together quickly and smiled at him. He smiled back and they headed over to the rows of food trucks that were set up along the riverbank.

“Whoa, maybe we should have ate dinner here.” Sharna teased seeing all the options.

“Right? Only problem is it’s kind of a mixed batch of things so the kids don’t always like things.”

“Ah makes sense. Oh my lord, there’s three ice trucks.” She said as she marveled at the set up.

“One is kinda ice creamed based, Mav hates it, another is chopped ice, and another is like shaved ice.”

“Where do we go?”

“That one. The shaved ice.”

“You’re joking.” Sharna deadpanned. The line was probably 40 people long.

“Nope, that’s why Maks keeps Mav. It’s always like this. You don’t have to stay if you don’t want. I can get Lottie’s for you.” Noah said softly feeling like he need to give Sharna the out. They headed over to the line and got in place.

“No, no, I wanted to come with you. I’ll keep you company. Unless you want me to go that is.”

“No!” Noah said quickly and then groaned at the reflex. He blushed furiously. “Sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize. If it helps when Maks said you asked us about coming tonight, I yelled I’d go immediately.”

“So you wanted to see me ehh?”

“Well I wanted to see Maverick.” She said with a wink. “And maybe his daddy too.”

“I’ll admit, inviting you guys was kind of a bonus for me, knowing you’d most likely come along.”

“Noah….” Sharna said softly looking at the ground. Suddenly it was like it hit her. What in the world were they doing? She was going back to LA in 2 weeks.

“What’s wrong?” He said squeezing her hand that was still linked in his.

“I….what are we doing?” She said looking up at him finally.

“Honestly, I don’t know. When my ex left me and Mav, I swore off doing anything dating wise ever again. Maks vowed to never push it on me either but that he’d support me regardless. A few of my buddies didn’t see things the way I did and I caved and tried to date twice. Each time I was met with this awful anxiety that it was the most wrong thing I could ever do.”

“And…” She trailed off looking at their hands linked together. She shook them lightly as if he couldn’t see where her eyes had went.

“This feels right. This scares me but not in the way the other things scared me. I can’t promise that I wouldn’t try to push you away at some point or that I know where this is going but I just know that it feels right. This feels right.”

“Okay.” She nodded as if that was all she needed from him.

“Wait, what about you?”

“I like you. A lot. It terrifies me because I know I have to leave in 2 weeks and right now I know I don’t want to. I want to be here and explore this with you, see where it takes us because giving up feels like the worst option ever.”

“Exactly.” He echoed. He was feeling the same way. There was so much concern and worry buzzing in his head but yet at the same exact time, he felt this overwhelming urge to connect with her and explore.

“I just, what happens in two weeks?”

“Can I ask a question? It’s going to be a huge one and I don’t want to put pressure on you but I just want to know something.”

“You can ask me anything, always.” She said.

“Is moving an option?” He said and nearly pulled away from her in sheer anticipation of her answer. It wasn’t going to define anything in his mind in that moment he just wanted to know their options.

“Yes. My job, well it’s replaceable. Half my life is here already with Peta and Lottie. So yeah, moving is and has always been an option.” She said squeezing his hand. Her thumb automatically stroked the back of his hand as she felt his nerves continue to escalate.

"That wasn't an ultimatum , I hope you know. I just, Maks is here. My family is here. This is where Mav has grown up. So it's something that crosses my mind. I just don't want you to think i'm jumping ahead of myself here. I'm just trying to sort everything out." He explained quickly.

"Noah." Sharna said laughing slightly.

"What?" He looked at her strangely.

"Relax. It's okay, I know why you were asking and to be honest, in your position with your history, I'd have asked too."

"Oh. Good. I just, I don't want to pressure you." He said softly as he pulled her hand behind his back before letting go and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

"You're not." She said letting the answer sink in for both of them. "Now what?"

"Well, you have two weeks left right?"

"Right. I already don't want to leave." She said as she tucked into his body.

"Let's not think about that. We'll just try to spend as much time together as we can. I want to get to know you better and you to know me better. And if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to take you on a date, without Maverick."

"I think I'd like that. A lot actually." She said with a grin as she looked up at him.

"Me too." He said. It was suddenly their turn at the sno-cone counter, they ordered the kids treats before moving to wait for them to be finished. Their hands found their way to each other again as Sharna rested on his arm lightly. She suddenly realized they hadn't talked about something yet.

"Do you think we should keep this to ourselves?" She asked feeling extremely shy in that moment.

"From Maks and Peta?"

"They know, they have been scheming since the aquarium. But I meant the kids, more so Mav....." It was silly but now that they had decided to pursue this, she didn't want to backtrack. Even with something as silly as holding his hand.

"Ummm, no. Well I think we need to just be careful. I don't want to be making out or doing anything like that in front of the kids. Or even Maks and Peta but this, this is okay with me." He said gesturing to their joined hands.

"So if I wanted to sit with you for the movie, that would be okay too?"

"That would be more than okay. I would love it actually." He said squeezing her hand as he heard their orders called. They gathered the treats and headed back to the blanket.

"Daddy! Sha'na! Oah! An Na!" Maverick and Lottie cheered as if they hadn't seen them in quite sometime.

"Whoa, did you miss us? Or did you just want your sno-cones." Noah teased taking Lottie's cone from Sharna so she could sit. Then he handed both to her and settled down next to her.

"Yes, yes!" They both cheered.

"What do you two tell them?" Peta prompted as she knelt up from her place next to Maks and helped the kids get settled before Noah and Sharna passed them their treats. She threw a towel over eat of their laps, winking at Noah when his face looked at her in admiration. He never remembered to bring that for Maverick when they came.

"Tank you!" They both said as they worked on devouring the delicious ice treat. It wasn't too long before they were both drippy sticky messes but they were happy and having fun none the less. When they finished they were going to go clean them up and change them into pajamas.

"Alright buddy, let's go get your jammies on. It's almost Olaf time." Noah said to Maverick.

"You too Lottie girl. Come on." Peta said holding her hands out to Lottie who came to her easily. She was super excited for the movie and somehow knew that pajamas meant Anna and Elsa and Sven would be coming soon.

"I go with Sha'na." Maverick said looking between his dad and Sharna.

"Mav." Noah said softly.

"It's okay, if you don't mind. I can go with P and Lottie." Sharna said.

"Are you positive? He's pretty simple. Just wipe him up and change him. He'll go potty on his own."

"Positive, come on buddy. Let's go get clean and cozy." Sharna said holding her arms out to Maverick who let her scoop him up easily.

"Thank you." Noah said even though Sharna brushed it off. She followed Peta who was weaving her way through the flock of people who had gathered. It looked like all of the Chattanooga was out for the event. They eventually made it through and headed to the bathrooms.

"So, you two look like you're getting cozy." Peta said nudging Sharna's shoulder lightly. The line to the restroom was relatively short but there was one.

"We talked, I'll talk to you about it later though. Not right now." She said looking between the kids.

"Okay, you know I support it though, ship it even." Peta teased.

"Oh my goodness, what am I going to do with you." Sharna laughed.

"Love me. Huh love bug, tell her, she just has to love us."

"Wuv us!" Lottie said to her aunt. Sharna laughed and leaned over to kiss Lottie's cheek. Then she came back and kissed Mavericks as well. He grinned happily and cuddled into her. He was such a sweet boy. Sharna couldn't imagine how someone could just give him up. It was their turn and both girls headed in and got the kids changed, let them go to the bathroom before cleaning them up. They worked their way back to the blankets where Maks and Noah had scored some popcorn and got the kids drinks set up.

"Aks!" Lottie said happily as they returned. She moved and curled up in his lap like she had never been anywhere else.

"Hey there cutie." Maks said tickling her before handing over her drink and popcorn.

"Momma, sit wif us." Lottie said beckoning Peta over. Peta settled next to the two leaving Maverick and Sharna standing still.

"Come here." Noah said patting the space next to him telling Sharna to sit with them like she had mentioned earlier.

"Sit in you lap?" Maverick said to Sharna.

"Sure buddy."

"With daddy?"

"Well I don't think daddy can sit in my lap but we'll be beside him. Sound good?" She said tickling Maverick slightly. He nodded and curled into her once they settled down. Noah handed over Maverick's treats as well before moving his arm back behind Sharna so she was brushing it lightly. She looked up at him with a grin. The movie started then and the group fell silent. About halfway through Sharna shifted a few times and Noah looked down to realize Maverick had fallen asleep on her.

"You can lay him down if you want." Noah said realizing that Maverick's dead weight was probably a bit heavy.

"No, I like holding him. My legs are asleep though." She said softly and he realized she had been trying to move them out from under herself but was failing miserably. He nearly laughed but realized no one around them would probably appreciate it.

"Here, lean back." He said moving so that he was behind her. He put his legs on either side of her before he leaned her body back against his. With the new position she was able to free her legs from their crossed position. He got ready to move but she curled into him slightly so he stayed exactly where he was for the rest of the movie. Maks and Peta noticed the two but decided to keep things to themselves.

When the movie ended, they collected everything and made their way back to the houses. Lottie had made it through the whole movie but had fallen asleep on Maks almost as soon as they started walking. He chuckled and just took her blanket from Peta before wrapping it around the little girl and tucking her kitten in with her. Once they got to the house, Sharna opted to help Noah get Maverick in the car while Maks took Lottie in for Peta. Peta could have easily done it but she decided to let Maks do it this time.

"Night buddy." Sharna said softly after they had straped the little one into his seat. She bent in and kissed his forehead. Then she shut the door gently so as not to wake him.

"Thank you." Noah's voice said making her jump.

"For what?" She said turning to look at him.

"For just being so good to him. He loves you already."

"Well, he's the sweetest boy ever. I might love him too." Sharna said with a fond smile.

"I suppose I should let you get in so Peta can lock up huh?" He said reaching for her hand.

"Yeah, and I should let you get him home." Sharna said gesturing towards the car.

"Yeah." He said relenting and pulling her body into his as he wrapped his arms around her pulling her into him.

"Goodnight Noah." She whispered into his chest. He decided he was going to be brave and he pulled back slightly before tipping her chin up slightly. Then he dipped his lips down to hers to meet in a soft gentle kiss.

"Goodnight Sharna. I'll see you tomorrow." He said squeezing her once more before letting her go. She smiled before heading to the house passing Maks on the way. He said goodnight but she was on Cloud 9 and didn't even hear him. She headed into the house and shut the door before leaning against it and letting out a giddy shriek.

"Wine?" Peta said with a knowing smile. Sharna nodded and moved towards her best friend knowing they had a long night of girl talk ahead of them.

**That's a wrap on this one, sorry it took so long but I hope it was worth the wait. It's Shway heavy but I'm kinda in love with writing them. I promise I'll do my best to keep the two balanced. Don't forget to like it up and let me know what you thought! Love you guys. I'm going away for work next week so this could either work in our favor and get you guys lots of stories or make me slack even worse. The first option is more likely however, so hopefully you won't have to wait as long for the next one. Love you guys!

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