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[aucari]

Me

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TO REACH YOU ; [ page 21 ]

summary: as a good vbc team manager, y/n keep two notebook to write down the team improvements. except… one of them might be too “personal”, where she usually express her feelings for the vbc team captain there too. and what would happen when she accidentally handed the wrong notebook to the team? or… in which hueningkai got the wrong notebook and ended up helping his crush to win the captain’s heart… will they succeed or… ended up falling for each other?

word counts: 0.6k / warning: injuries (kai sprained his fingers)

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It was a pretty peaceful afternoon for y/n, probably because she’s stuck at the teachers lounge with Mr. Jung, who’s now talking about the club funds and other schools who invite them to have a friendly practice match. Well, not until she received a call from Coach Kim, “come here quick, bring ice and first aid kit, so-“, she didn’t even let coach kim finish his sentence because she knew, someone’s injured. After grabbing some ice and the first aid kit from the infirmary, she rushed to the gym building, slamming the heavy door open,

“Who’s injured?!” She panted,

“Here!” Yeonjun shouted from the other side of the gym, “huening kai sprained his fingers”,

The poor boy who injured his finger just grin sheepishly “let me compress his fingers first”,

“We’ll leave him to you y/n, the other please continue with your practice”, Coach kim instructed

Y/n nod her head, “Tell me if it hurts, okay?” Y/n said as she compressed his pinky and ring finger with ice wrapped with towels.

Too close, Kai thought to himself. His breath hitched (which makes y/n more worried and keep mumbling sorry) as he noticed how close their faces are right now. That’s not something i should think about right now, he let out his breath harshly (which again, makes y/n afraid she’s hurting him even more).

“Alright, it’s done”, y/n said after she wrapped his sprained fingers with some compression bandage.

“Thank you,” Kai sighed in relief, “you should go back to the teachers lounge now,”

“No, i’ll stay with with you,” y/n look at Kai into his eyes, “i mean we only talk about club funds, it’s something we can talk about tomorrow, or even the next few days”

“That sounds like something pretty important tho”, he pouted

“You don’t to worry about that, i really want to stay with you,” y/n giggled and hold the back of his hand, “beside i’m afraid you’ll still try to join them if i leave you now,”

He smiled at her answer, “okay, if you really want to”

The two smiled at each other and watched the others in a comfortable silence. None of them notice that y/n’s hand is still holding Kai's hand. Or maybe they do notice, it’s not like she wants to let them go anytime soon, nor him wanting to let go of her hand soon.

“Are you tired?” Y/n asked, stealing some glance at the boy

“Kinda,” he chuckled, “i got too pumped up today, which lead to this”

“You can rest your head on my shoulder,” y/n said, hoping she’ll not sounds too nervous right now, “if you want too”, she added, biting her lips nervously

Kai widens his eyes and looks at her, “are you trying to make soobin jealous?”

“No,” she sighed, “i’m worried about you, i really do, you look really hurt when i wrap your fingers earlier”, she explained

Well that’s because our faces are too close to each other. Kai let out another sigh and smiled, “okay, only for a while”, he rested his head on her shoulder, let me rest on your shoulder for a while, he glanced at soobin who’s already staring at them, because this might be my first and last time i rest on your shoulder, he said before closing his eyes.

Y/n gulped nervously, secretly trying to stole some glance at the boy who’s peacefully resting on her shoulder. Only for a while, she squeezed his hand lightly, trying to ignore how fast her heart was beating right now. That’s right, i should cherish this while i still can, she smiled bitterly and rested her head on top of his.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the gym,

“If not dating then why- they-?” Sunoo whispered, which makes the other chuckles,

“Let them be”, Soobin said and smiled

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[dearharriet]

ooh and for steve, maybe something where it's reader's first day at the job where steve works and he's helping them out or maybe just a meet cute before they land the job

ty babe! fem!r (wc: 553)

No one is up front when you step into Family Video, so you pretend to look at the tape display to feel less awkward. It’s right beside the counter, so whenever someone emerges from the back (if they do at all), they’ll see you right away.

You’re not entirely certain what the theme of the display is supposed to be. It has The Sound of Music and Xanadu, so you guess musicals, but then Ghostbusters throws that all the way out.

You’re so concentrated on the puzzle that you don’t notice that an employee comes out until he clears his throat.

When you look up, a flock of nerves lights up in your stomach. The man at the counter is the kind of handsome that you’re never prepared to see for the first time, effortless and confident.

“Hi,” he says, and it’s more flirt than greeting. He leans on the counter, fluffing up his hair and smiling, and you’re hooked.

“Hi.”

You drift hesitantly toward the counter, shifting your bag over your shoulder. Eyes flicking down, you catch sight of his name tag, Steve-o stickered onto the plain black rectangle.

“How can I help you?”

Returning your attention to his face, you purse your lips shyly.

“I, um—I was wondering if there was someone I could talk to about working here?”

The boy’s eyes widen a little bit, and he seems to put himself back together, in a way. He’s not professional, by any means, but he’s all business.

“Oh, yeah.” His brows pull together in faux seriousness. “Are you kidding? You’ll fit right in.”

You laugh. “I can’t tell if you really mean that or not.”

Steve’s smile warms. “I do. Sorry.”

Suddenly, you really hope you get the job here.

“Okay,” you nod. “So, um…”

You look around, to the door leading to the back room. Steve perks up.

“Oh, uh, yeah.” Forearms on the counter, he leans toward you, a good gossip-length away. “He’s not here, actually. But I can put in a good word for you, and tell him you’ll be back tomorrow?”

“Oh, sure,” you agree, a little breathless from his big eyes and sweet voice. “I’ll, um—I’ll see you tomorrow, then.”

You step back, and Steve almost looks like he’d crawl over the counter to follow you.

“Well hey—uh. Keith is gonna ask about your favorite movies, probably. He’s—” Steve glances around like he’s checking for eavesdroppers. “He’s kinda pretentious, yknow. Picky.”

You nod slowly.

“Is this his display? Cause I mean, these ones aren’t half bad.”

Grinning, Steve shakes his head.

“Nah, that’s mine, actually. Killer Soundtracks.”

“Ohh.”

With another pass through his hair, Steve pops over to the cart behind the counter, a picking through the tapes there for something. He returns to you with a stack of three.

“Keith’s a nerd, so, uh. Sci-fi is the way to go. These three don’t have to be your favorite, but he’s gonna bring ‘em up.” He slides them over to you. “On me. Just give ‘em back tomorrow, kay?”

Blinking, you take the stack between nimble fingers.

“Oh, are you sure?”

A girl appears from the back then, making a slow and obviously nosey gander back to the counter. Steve ignores her, still folded over the bench.

“‘Course, babe.” He winks a long-lashed eye. “Pretty privilege.”

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"I Wanna Play with the Kitty!"

SFW Hazbin TK fic

Lee!Husk, Ler!Niffty

A little bit of huskerdust if you look real close

Spoilers

Summary: Husk is just trying to finish up work, when he's suddenly handed a hyperactive little maid to look after, who quickly decides it's playtime

He didn't know exactly what time it was, all he knew was that it was time to close the bar, since business was getting slow and most people were turning in, heading back to their rooms. Husk sighed, letting out pent up stress from the day, stretched his wings, shook them out, then started to wipe down the counter.

It wasn't long before he heard a familiar voice coming down the hall, though instead of the usual crazy rambling, she was heard whimpering, immediately catching his attention and making his ears perk.

Angel walked into the lobby with Niffty in his arms being cradled like a child. He walked over to Husk and unceremoniously plopped her on his head.

"Aw what- *sigh* Come on!" Husk grumbled, looking up at Angel, who put his hands on his hips. "Her favorite side character in a book just died, it's your turn to watch her." "Manga." Niffty corrected, popping back up, wearing Husk's hat. "Manga, sorry sweetie. Anyway, Husk, you watch her, I told her she could play with the kitty." Niffty grinned, nodding. "I wanna play with the kitty."

"Angel are you effin' kidding me? I just got off work, I don't have time to babysit."

"Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't have a soft spot for kids."

"She's twenty two."

".....Look me in the eyes and tell me you honestly see her as an adult."

"..... Fair."

Angel crossed his arms and nodded with an 'Mm-hm!' And made his way back toward the stairs. Husk could feel Niffty tug on his ears, earning an irritated groan from the bartender. "Niff, if you're gonna be up there, at least be gentle, I know to you I look like this big fluffy kitty-cat, but those are actually my ears you're pullin' on."

Niffty stopped for a moment, as if processing this information she's been given. "Okay!" She said, starting to rub his ears again, gentler this time. A bit too gentle. It tickled.

Husk let out a huff before he managed to shut himself up. "N-Niff, why don't you do somethin' ehelse for a while, kay?" He said, reaching up to try and grab her. Unfortunately, she was much faster, evading his hands and crawling down onto his back, between his wings before settling there.

"Nifft- no dont- grr... Alright fine, you can stay there, just let me work, kay kid?" He asked, before returning to work. And that's how it stayed for the next five or so minutes; Husk working, and Niffty behaving aside from the occasional opening of the cat demon's wings to look at them or to make them flap and pretend he was flying.

Husk didn't completely mind this. Angel was right, he did have a soft spot for kids, and as far as he was concerned, Niffty counted.

Unfortunately though, her grip on his wings shifted more toward the base, where they met his back. Not prepared for the sudden shock, Husk wasn't able to hide the sudden grin on his face or stop the surprised chuckles as his wings fluffed up.

"A-Alright, Niff, I thihihink ihit's time t-to gehet dohohown-" He started, trying to reach back to grab her, but his spread wings were blocking his arms from getting to her.

Niffty only started to scritch and pet his wings after this. "But Husk! I'm being gentle see??" Husk snorted and had to lean against the counter to hold himself up, not wanting to drop and accidentally hurt her. He buried his face in his arms and just laughed, his shoulders and wings shaking as he did so.

The more Niffty ran her fingers through his feathers, the more they fluttered and twitched as he snorted and laughed into the counter. He knew he could have stopped her, but he worried in doing so he'd either hurt her or make her start crying again, neither of which he wanted, so he decided to just try and endure it.

"Oooo is this where your wing bones connect??" She asked before gently digging into the spot just under his shoulder blades. Husk let out a loud laugh, standing straight up, his wings involuntarily flapping a little, tempted to fold in, but Niffty was there.

He was quick to snatch her up with his tail before she fell to the floor, and he held her up in front of him. "Alright missy, I'm starting to get the idea that this isn't an accident anymore." He panted. Niffty just smiled at him. And he couldn't help but grin back.

"Hey Niff, why don't we go pay a certain spider a visit, hm?"

"And I'll kill it and make it into a puppet!"

"Haha, no, we're not killing this one. Not literally anyway."

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1:00am

You wake up with a start, your head spinning. Everything feels so heavy: your eyes had a hard time opening, your breathing harsh against your chest, and you feel cold sweat drip down from your forehead.

You knew it was a fever, and by some unknown reason, fevers always made you want to cry. It always made you feel so helpless.

You let out a soft sob and feel yourself tremble as you tried to steady yourself and keep yourself from crying but then Mingyu wakes up with a start beside you.

"Oh no, y/n hey... are you crying? Why are you crying? Please stop crying. What's wrong, hmm?" he rambles, shaking sleep from his senses as he grasped around trying to sit next to you.

He wraps his arms around you and pulls you to his chest. He gets startled when he feels your skin on him.

"Baby, you're burning." he worries, a pout on full display.

You start shaking and crying because you don't know what to do at this point. Panic fills you from the inside.

"Everything h-hurts..." you sob into his shirt as he rubs gentle circles on your back, his chin resting on top of your head.

"You'll be fine my love, I'm here. Tell you what, I'll take care of you, okay? Hang on for a bit and I'll go get everything you need. Can you hold on for me?" he gently whispers, bringing both of your warm hands to his lips for a soft kiss while he searches your eyes for a confirmation of anything under the glow of your lamp.

You nod weakly, tears still streaming from your eyes. He coos as he pulls you close to him again, this time leaving a kiss on your burning forehead.

He assists you as you leaned on the stack of pillows he fluffed by your headboard, then hurries to the bathroom to retrieve a fresh towel soaked in cold water, the thermometer, and some medicine.

He quickly shuffles back to bed and sits on the space beside you. You keep your eyes shut as you have no energy at all.

"Y/n darling, you still with me?" he asks as he feels your forehead and cheeks with the back of his hand.

"Mmm..." you mumble, your head still pounding as you manage a weak nod.

Mingyu lets out a concerned tsk as he prepares the thermometer. He levels it on your forehead, then tsks again as he reads the result.

"Fever's pretty high my love. I'll pat you down with a cold towel now, 'kay?"

"M'kay, Gyu. Thank you..." you whisper with your remaining strength.

Mingyu then goes to work, concern and worry painted all over his pretty face. He gently does the job, providing you with relief.

When he's done, he tucks you back in, just slightly.

"Here's your meds baby. I'll wake you up after a few hours so we can check your temp again and see if you still have to take more meds. Sound okay?" he informs you.

You slowly open your eyes and reach out to take the tablets and glass of water from him but he smiles softly and turns himself away.

"I'll do it for you." He insists, as he helps you down the tabs.

"Mingyu..." you call him, as he sets the glass on the bedside table.

"Yes my love? anything else wrong? Tell me, hmm? So I can help. I'll do anything." he promises as he scoots closer to you. He leans himself on one arm beside you as he gently strokes your hair with his other hand, waiting for you to speak up.

"Nothing. Just... thank you." you smile. you feel another tear slip from your eyes but you can't say if it's from another fit of sobbing about to come out or from wincing too much from all the pain and heaviness you're currently feeling.

Mingyu smiles and presses his forehead to yours, your noses brushing against each other. Your breathing fans hot air on to his face, but he doesn't mind.

"I love you. So much. Always." he says carefully and softly. He leans away and cups your face with one hand, then leaves another kiss on to your forehead.

"I'll always be here to take care of you okay?"

You nod and smile appreciatively at him.

"Okay. I love you." you sigh, as he brushes his nose on yours again, his way of showing affection when he's feeling soft.

"I'll be right back then, okay? I'll just put all these back to the bathroom and get you a cooling patch, then we go back to sleep." he whispers as he fluffs your pillows again gently.

He worked carefully in the bathroom, afraid to make any noise or clutter as he's concerned about your current sensitive state. Then he returns with a cooling patch.

He settles himself in bed beside you, then applies the patch on your forehead. He smiles at his work before he leaves a tiny peck on your nose.

"Go back to sleep now baby. I'll be right here. Just nudge me if you need anything, yeah?"

"Can I have... uhm... cuddles?" you ask hesitantly as he settles on his back.

"Won't you get too hot though? Your fever's pretty high." he asks

"I'll be fine. I just want you near..." you shyly add.

Mingyu offers you a sweet little smile as he gently pulls you closer to him, though careful enough not to cuddle in too much to make you comfortable. You cuddle immediately on to his chest, inhaling his scent and ignoring for now the pain that you're feeling from all over your body.

"I love you, Gyu..." you whisper as sleep pulls you back in.

Mingyu smiles to himself as he strokes your hair and hugs you to him closer, soaking up some of the warmth from your body and on to him.

"I love you, y/n. Go to sleep now..." he whispers as he plants a small kiss on top of your head.

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Hiii! It's been a hot minute since my last written shenanigan. As of writing this, it's currently 1:30am and I couldn't sleep, and Mingyu has been bias wrecking me a lot recently so I thought of this.

I hope you like this as much as I did making it! Please reblog if you loved it so more people could discover my works 🥹🙏🏻

Thanks as always! Lablab~

[withahappyrefrain]

I’m just saying, Bob + taking off his wife’s shoes for her after a long day 🌻💛

This man makes me so lovesick, it's ridiculous. Here's something that I hope you can indulge in, sweet @spidervee

"Darlin'?" Bob's sweet voice called out from the kitchen.

"It's just me, love!" You responded as you put your keys on the key rack. The soft fur of your cats, Pastrami and Lox, brushed against your ankles as they greeted you.

Normally you would kneel down to pet them, but that was pretty hard with your stomach now a days.

It felt like all you did was look over at the nearby chair and Bob was suddenly in the living room.

"Hey Darlin'," he whispered before pressing a kiss to your cheek. His long fingers traced over your face, his cobalt eyes taking you in.

"Long day?" Bob asked, taking your work bag off your shoulder.

"I'm thirty-two weeks along with twins. Everyday is a long day," you chuckled, though it didn't make the look of concern on your husband's face disappear.

"C'mon, let's get you to the couch." One of his hands was now on the small of your back, the other grasping your hand as he guided you to the living room.

"Robby, I need to-"

"Dinner's in the oven. You can tell me all about your day while we sit on the couch, 'kay?" You knew better than to argue with your husband. Bob wasn't necessarily stubborn, but he had his way of guiding you to what was the better choice. He never made you feel small or childlike, and always kept in mind what you were comfortable with.

He quickly fluffed the pillows on your couch before you laid down, Bob pulling your feet into his lap.

"What are you- Robby!" You tried to sound irritated, but how could you when your husband was taking off your shoes and looking at you with those baby blue eyes (that you desperately hoped your children would inherit)?

It was impossible, especially when he flashed you that sweet, albeit slightly crooked smile of his.

Bob shrugged, "What? You said it was a long day! I'm just trying to help my beautiful wife and mother of my children."

Normally you'd scold your husband. You were pregnant, and yes, carrying twins was more difficult than carrying just one baby. But that didn't mean Bob had to do everything for you, like taking off your shoes.

But then your husband's magical fingers began massaging your swollen feet, and how could you complain about that when it was the first time you felt relief all day?

You couldn't. So instead, you sunk into the couch as the tension left your body. It made it easier to recount today's events at work and how your "morning except not really because it can happen anytime of the day" sickness lead you to almost throwing up in the middle of a meeting.

Bob leaned forward, his head hovering over your growing stomach.

"Are you two givin' your mama a hard time? Thought we talked about that." Bob shook his head in mock disappointment. A smile adored his handsome features at the sound of your laughter.

He looked up, eyes bright, beaming, and just so full of love for you. It took your breath away.

Bob's smile quickly disappeared, worry taking its place upon seeing your eyes begin to well up with tears.

"Darlin', what's wrong? You okay?" His low and gentle voice made it worse.

"I want," you sniffled, "I want to kiss you but I can't get up."

Bob did everything he could not to chuckle at your adorable pout. Instead, he got up from the couch, moving to where your head laid against one of your many pillows.

He flashed a sweet smile before leaning his head down to press his lips against yours. A content hum left your lips as your arms wrapped themselves around your husband's neck, keeping him in place.

"Better?" Bob asked softly, his lips grazing over yours.

You nodded before capturing his lips again, his large hands gently cupping your face.

"Can we stay here for a little bit?" You asked softly.

Bob chuckled, "We can do whatever you want Mama Bear."

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TxT Reaction - How He Wakes You Up

Idk where this idea came from, it just popped into my head lmao

All gifs are from Pinterest

WARNING: Fluff

Soobin

Honestly, he doesn't want to wake you up in the first place, he wants you to sleep in peace, but he knows you have to get up for work, so he has no choice but to wake you.

"Jagi.. wake up, you need to get ready for work," Soobin said, his hand running through your hair.

You groaned at the word 'work'. You shuffled closer to Soobin, half of your face covered by the heavy blanket you were under. You wrapped your arms around his middle, your head in his chest, feeling him laugh, his fingers fluffing your hair.

"C'mon, I'll make you breakfast before you go, kay?" He smiled.

Yeonjun

Definitely the type to watch you sleep peacfully when he wakes up first. Probably spends 15 minutes admiring you before waking you up, you just look so beautiful when you sleep.

"Hey, you need to wake up," Yeonjun said, shaking you a little.

You roll over away from him and hide yourself under the covers, hoping that he couldn't see you. That thought was quickly wiped away when he shimmied himself under the blankets with you and dug his fingers into your sides, tickling you as a wake up call.

You screamed at the sensation, "Ahh, you dare wake the beast during it's beauty sleep?!"

"Yes, to remind the beast that it has places to be today!" He laughed, playing along to your game.

"But seriously, we have places to be today, so go get ready and I'll make breakfast," he says before giving you a quick peck on the lips and tossing the blanket aside to escape to the kitchen.

Beomgyu

Oh man, better watch out with this one, you definitely won't be asleep for long if he wakes up first, cause he is a FIEND for kisses first thing in the morning. He's gonna smother you in kisses to wake you up (not that you're complaining).

First you felt the warmth on your forehead, next pressed on your left then right cheek, and finally on your lips. You felt a laugh bubble in your chest as you started to wake up, knowing damn well that the warmth on your face was Beomgyu's lips.

"You just couldn't wait until I was awake, could you?" You rasped out, giggles finding their way past your lips.

"Nope, your lips are like my morning coffee, gives me energy to start the day," Beomgyu explained.

"Yeah, okay, how about I go brush my teeth and you make an ACTUAL coffee, I'm sure you'd much prefer my kisses to be minty fresh than 'I literally just woke up' kisses," you laughed.

Taehyun

Don't expect him to wake you up in the morning, especially on the days you have off. He's a sweet boy who just wants his partner to have a good sleep once in awhile. So, unless you have an alarm clock set, don't expect him to wake you up.

He is so considerate when you're sleeping too, like, if he's on Instagram or Youtube he puts on his headphones so the noise won't bother you and wake you up. When you do wake up, though, he immediately puts away his phone and puts all of his attention on you.

You yawned as you stretched out on the bed, opening your eyes to see the handsome face that was your smiling boyfriend.

"Good morning, sunshine, how did you sleep, I didn't wake you, did I?" Taehyun asks.

"No you didn't wake me, and I slept wonderfully," you smiled, feeling Taehyun's fingers thread through your hair, "but if you keep massaging my scalp like this, I'm probably gonna fall asleep again."

Tae laughed a bit at your statement before giving you a quick 'good morning' kiss on the lips.

Huening Kai

He absolutely loves to, not necissarilly spoil you, but he loves to treat you to nice things when he can. So you can bet that when he wakes up before you, he's gonna try and make you breakfast in bed. Maybe not the most extravagent breakfast, but a good breakfast.

Sometimes he doesn't feel like making you breakfast, though, so he just runs to the nearest café right quick, grabs your favourite, and comes right back.

"Hun, wake up, I bought you breakfast!" Kai says, a tray of food in his hands.

You crack your eyes open at the word food, a smile forming on your face, "Mmh, what did I do to deserve you?" You asked as you pulled yourself up into a sitting position.

"Be yourself," he replied, a wide grin on his face.

You rolled your eyes, "You are an absolute cheeseball.. but I love you for it."

[sleepysheepytea]

on your most recent ninjago art:

Kai really doesn’t realize that he is fluffed if Cole decides to get him back >:3 he would literally melt onto Coles shoulder

he’s just a ticklish lil guy

-💥

UR SO RIGHT SDJFHJGKF

hello i love them

[twostepstyless]

Sniffles

Fic Advent Calendar Day 7

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Author’s Note: Harry always get's a little unwell when he finally takes a break after a long stint of a busy schedule, and Y/N jumps at the chance to baby her clingy, sick boy, who's usually the caretaker between the pair.

The Gavin and Stacey reference is purely self-indulgent, I reckon I could recite the entire Christmas Special word for word.

As always, likes, reblogs and feedback of any variety is encouraged and always appreciated - G x

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Harry had been sniffling since he arrived home a week ago. He always got a little poorly once he came home after a few weeks of having an intense schedule. Y/N is convinced his body just doesn’t know how to react when he relaxes or goes from suddenly having everything to do to having no obligations, so it gives him a lovely cold to force him to relax for a bit. He had been wiping his nose and clearing his throat for days, and it peaked during the night. Granted him running round various shops in -1-degree weather after a long flight and then traipsing round a muddy field the day after probably hadn’t helped his developing illness at all. His throat had grown scratchier, and his nose was running like a tap and when he woke this morning his body ached so much that a whimper escaped his mouth before he was able to bid his love good morning. 

Y/N loved when Harry was sick. Not that she would wish an illness on him but when he was sick, he became the neediest, clingiest little baby known to man. As Harry blinked his eyes open, he groaned and shuffled closer to Y/N and buried his face in her neck, cursing himself for not shutting the blinds all the way when he got into bed last night as the bright, winter sun shot a splintering ache through his head. 

“G’morning,” Y/N croaked out as Harry hummed in response, her fingers coming up to card through his hair, “y’feeling okay?” 

“Feel like shit,” he grunted into her throat, the warmth of her skin soothing him from the shivers that wracked his body. Y/N wrestled one of her hands up to hold against his forehead for a second. 

“Baby, you’ve definitely got something, your foreheads burning up,” Y/N pitied before trying to get free of his hold to begin her duties as Nurse Nancy. 

“No, no, please don’t go yet, y’so warm an’ m’so cold,” Harry mumbled, looping his arms around her body to hug himself closer to her. 

“Jus’ want to go get some supplies t’make you feel better m’love,” Y/N said. 

“Five more minutes then go, ‘kay?” Harry’s voice slowed, seconds away from falling asleep again. 

“The second y’fall asleep, I’m going to get up and get you some bits,” Y/N said as Harry gripped her wrist before depositing her hand back on his head so she could scratch at his scalp and twist her fingers through his hair. 

“Not gonna, not gon-,” Harry yawned, “fall ‘sleep, not gonna fall asleep,” it took him a few goes to get the words out, and then suddenly as if someone had flicked a power down switch on him, he was asleep as if he’d never been awake in the first place. She waited a few minutes until she knew he was dead asleep, his arms had relaxed their grip, and his blocked nose and congested throat made him let out little snores that she was so fond of as she slipped his grasp. Harry was, usually, fiercely independent. He liked to look after himself and more importantly after others, he would rather have to slug away at a task alone before asking for help, as much as he enjoyed being pampered, he’d never outrightly ask Y/N to do it for him. So, when the opportunity ever presents itself for Y/N to look after him, she grabbed it with two hands. 

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Her first stop on her ‘get Harry better’ mission was the living room, where she set up a little camp for him on the sofa, knowing he hated vegetating in bed unless he was there just to sleep. She popped a few blankets in the dryer so she could wrap him in them when he got himself settled and fluffed the cushions for him. She then went into the medicine cabinet to decide what was best to give him, she stuck to a multipurpose cold and flu pill that had paracetamol to ease his sore muscles and headache, leaving the pill packet on the coffee table next to his full water bottle that she would keep reminding him to drink from to keep his fluids up. She prepared a little snack plate of crackers, a little cheese, and some grapes that he could pick at if the notion took him and finally was off to boil the kettle to make him a hot water and honey with a dash of lemon to soothe his aching throat. She padded back up to their bedroom and stirred him from his restless sleep with a gentle nudge of his shoulder. 

“Morning baby, got your little campsite set up in the living room, okay? Want you to drink all this first though and then we’ll get you cuddled up down there,” she nodded with a gentle smile as Harry came to, making grabby hands at the mug that billowed steam and a sweet aroma he so wished he could smell if it wasn’t for his blocked nose. 

“Our campsite,” his voice was rough before he took his first sip. 

“Hm?” she mused, pushing back his slightly damp with sweat hair back off of his clammy forehead. 

“Our campsite, y’not going to leave me down there myself are you,” his voice sounded smoother after swallowing a mouthful of the liquid but also slightly panicked as he imagined Y/N ditching him to fend for himself, like she had ever or would ever do that to him. 

“I’d never leave you,” she said sincerely, knowing he needed just a little reassurance. 

“Then it’s our campsite,” he drank down nearly all his mug, leaving one last sip left. “Know m’sick but can I have a kiss please? Miss your kisses so much, it’ll make me feel better,” Harry tried bargaining. 

“Drink that last sip and you’ve got a deal, Styles,” Y/N bartered as Harry quickly swallowed his honey lemon concoction, before showing Y/N the empty mug and pouting his lips out with his eyes closed. She huffed out a breathy laugh before leaning forward to give him a few slow pecks before Harry had to break away and violently sniff his running nose. 

“Sorry,” he said meekly, “tha’ was gross.” 

“S’okay, let’s get you downstairs and get some medicine, yeah?” she hooked the empty mug on her pinky finger before letting Harry’s hands settle in her grip as she pulled him to his feet. He shuffled slowly out of the bedroom letting some of his weight droop onto her as they got downstairs. 

-----

Y/N had kept the blinds and curtains drawn so the daylight didn’t aggravate Harry’s headache any further. She turned on the twinkle lights on their Christmas tree, so the room had a soft glow and wasn’t completely in darkness. She led him to the couch and got him laid down before running to their laundry room and getting the warm blankets from the dryer and running back to get him tucked in. She knelt beside the couch and popped out two pills from the blister pack, handing them off to him, before unscrewing the lid to his water bottle so he could wash the pills down, which he did so gratefully. 

“Think you’re all set, my love,” Y/N began to shuffle backwards to get herself up to standing so she could go strip their bedding to launder it and begin making some soup for him to eat later. 

Harry’s arm shot out from under his mound of blankets to grip her shoulder before she could back too far away from him, “wait, please,” he croaked. 

“Do you need something, H? I’m just going to go wash our bedding and start making you some food for later,” she smiled softly as Harry blinked slowly, his fuzzy head taking a little longer to process her words. 

“Need somethin’,” his voice slurred a bit. 

“What’s that? Tell me, hm?” the back of her knuckles stroked his flushed, warm cheek, as he leant into the wintery, cool caress of her fingers. 

“Need a cuddle,” he whined slightly as he rolled onto his side and pushed himself against the back of the couch. “Jus-just need y’to baby me, just for a little bit,” he said, sounding slightly embarrassed. 

“I’ll baby you whenever you want, lovie,” Y/N shuffled onto the couch to lie parallel to him as his face slumped against her chest. She ran soothing circles across his body before settling in his hair again, his favourite place to be touched. 

“If m’head stops hurting later, can we put on Die Hard,” he asked, his nose-skimming her throat. 

“Whatever you want,” Y/N said.

“Even though y’keep saying it’s not a Christmas film?” he clarified. 

“Even then,” Y/N finalised. Even if he asked her for the moon while he was feeling poorly, she’d do everything in her power to lasso it down for him. “But jus’ know you’ve signed yourself up for watching the Gavin and Stacey Christmas Special with me by asking for Die Hard, and I get to say all the words along with it, ‘kay?” Y/N whispered against his forehead before kissing along his hairline as he nodded. He’d never agree to that normally, even on a good day, so he must be feeling really poorly. “Want you to try and sleep for me for a little bit, okay? I’ll wake you when it’s time for more medicine, okay?” 

“Jus’ don’t leave, please,” he mumbled. 

“Never.” 

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Advent Calendar Masterlist

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[aucari]

I got 2 mood and 2 moods only

Yea ik theres 3 characters but only 2 moods are being shown here

[lilypadlys]

Mushy May Day Fourteen - “Shut Up I’m Taking Care of You”

Ship: Cirrus/Phantom

Notes: Even though I'm falling behind I plan to still finish Mushy May, I may just end up doing it in my own time :) Prompt list by @forlorn-crows. See prompt list here

Word Count: 776

Read on AO3 or below the cut

They’re finally back at the hotel. Cirrus longs to just sink into bed but there's so much to do. With Aether back at the ministry, the air ghoulette has taken it upon herself to step up and take over his pack wrangling duties. This means getting everyone to re-glamour, get them off the bus with all their overnight bags, help Copia pass out room keys, and make sure everyone gets to their rooms alright. Only then can she finally shower and pass out in bed.

She’s happy to do all of it; don’t get her wrong. She’s never one to back away from bossing her fellow ghouls around in order to keep them in line. Still, it's a lot. She’s not sure how Aether does this full time.

Tonight everything seems to be going smoothly until Phantom tugs on her sleeve looking a little hesitant.

“What’s up, Bug.” She says tiredly. She ends up portraying an exasperation she doesn’t mean and winces when he pulls back.

“Nevermind.” He whispers.

“Hey it's okay love bug. I’m sorry, I’m just tired. What can I help with?”

“I was wondering if I could room with you tonight?”

“Yeah, of course sweetheart.” She hands him a key card. “Go ahead and head up. I’ll be right there.”

“Kay.”

Phantom grabs his own as well as her bag and heads off. As he disappears off to the elevator, Cirrus gets everyone else settled. Fortunately everyone is too tired for shenanigans and they just head off to bed quietly. Cirrus catches the elevator with Copia. She figures the ride will be quiet, both of them exhausted when he surprises her.

“Are you doing alright Cirrus?”

“Hmm?” She blinks at the question. It’s not surprising that he cares, Copia has always openly cared about the pack. She just doesn’t feel like she warrants the check in. Everything is fine. She tells him as much. “Yeah. Just tired.”

“Thank you for being such a big help. Just remember to also take care of yourself, sì?”

“Yes Papa.”

The elevator dings and they step out onto their floor.

“Goodnight my ghoul.”

“Goodnight Papa.”

Cirrus heads to her room feeling odd. She’s fine. Right? When she reaches her door, she shakes her head to clear it and steps inside.

“Hey Bug.”

Phantom’s head pops up from the blanket nest he’s created on the bed.

“Hey Ciri. I got the shower heated up for you and your pajamas laid out on the bathroom counter. I didn’t know if you were washing your hair tonight but I got your shampoo out just in case.”

Cirrus smiles but raises a brow. “And what’s all this for?”

Phantom shrugs. “Wanted to help.”

“I appreciate it but if you need the shower you can take it first.”

“I showered at the venue. I knew you would need it cause on hotel nights you always wait.”

Cirrus chuffs. “Are you calling me smelly?”

“No,” Phantom huffs, getting up to gently push Cirrus towards the bathroom. “I know you’re always too busy looking after everyone else to worry about yourself.”

“Okay, I’ll be quick. Are you sure you don’t need it or anything else?”

Phantom pulls a pout. “Shut up, I’m taking care of you alright?”

Cirrus giggles at the display but her heart melts a little.

“Go shower and then we’re cuddling and I’ll brush your hair.” Phantom tries his best to make it sound like a demand even when the end of his sentence pitches up like a question.

Still, Cirrus relents. “Okay, okay. Thanks sweetheart.”

She gives him a kiss on the brow and ducking into the bathroom before Phantom takes it upon himself to shove her in there. She finds the shower running as promised and at the perfect temperature. She showers and allows herself to actually take her time, washing her hair and enjoying the steamy air. After drying off, getting dressed, and brushing her teeth, she emerges to Phantom fluffing her pillows for her.

He pats the spot next to him in the blanket nest and she curls in and gets settled. He already has her hairbrush in hand and the second she’s comfy, he's running it through her hair. She feels much of the tension she’s been carrying the last few weeks begin to melt away and she can’t help the purr that hums in her chest. Phantom’s own purr quickly follows.

They don’t talk; they just enjoy each other’s company and warmth. Only when Phantom notices her nodding off does he coo to her.

“Get some sleep Cir.”

“Mmm…kay…” She doesn’t even try to protest. Just snuggles into him and drifts off into peaceful dreams.

[rinniemybeloved]

[✦] - 𝐊𝐄𝐈 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒

Warnings: smut, minors dni or else I will burn all ur blankets

In His Grip by @sarcastic-kai | dark, suggestive

Scum by @sivlai | smut

Sincerely Yours, by @taeyamayang | angst

This by @sugawara-sweetheart | smut

This by @kentolove | slight angst, fluff

AND FOR WHAT? by @angelplummie | dark

Not Fair by @a-kaash-me-outside | series, smut

Picking Tsukishima Up From The Airport by @no1frogfan | fluff, suggestive

Random boyfriend texts by @dinosaurtsukki | smau, fluff

This by @hispipsqueak | smut, comfort

We Were Once Young by @ichigoromi | angst

This by @nillabeam | smut, fluff

Regret by @aka-a-shii | angst, fluf

Pollock by @chiwhorei | smut, fluff

I read all of these at least three times. I will eventually add more.

[elexuscal]

A SC prompt if you're still accepting them. MB seems very nonverbal/uncommunicative at the beginning of the book, but its friends are gently translating/intervening for it when it doesn't want to talk. What about one time ART speaks for MB to the humans?

Teamwork

"Okay!" Amena called, as she rummaged around in the cupboard. "First question: Hair style! Any general idea of what you'd prefer?"

There was a pause. A long one, long enough that it made Amena doubt this whole endeavour. She already knew that things like 'how SecUnit looks' and 'physical contact' were (ha) touchy subjects. The fact that it had agreed to let her give it a make over at all was honestly kind of shocking. But she wanted to cheer her friend up, not just have it put up with this because it didn't have the energy to say no--

A folder of files dropped into her feed. Amena flicked through them. It was a bunch of photos of very pretty people, probably actors, extra probably actors-in-costumes. About twelve of them. About half of those had hair which were pretty close matches to SecUnit's thick, kinky curls. But even then, there were a pretty wide variety of hair-styles here. And even putting aside the ones Amena was relatively confident she could re-create, it was kind of overwhelming in terms of options.

"O... kay..." Amena paused to flip through them. "Your top three?"

Another too long pause.

ART said, [This one.]

The single photo ART had selected had the model's hair fluffed up into a large, black cloud. It was gorgeous, but Amena had her suspicions. "Is that your favourite, ART, or SecUnit's?"

[SecUnit's,] ART said, all sarcastic affront.

"Uhhuh. I'd like some confirmation from SecUnit itself, please."

"Yes."

Amena stopped herself from glancing back. SecUnit's voice had been tired and monotone, but that was also the most it had said for the last twenty minutes, so she'd take it. "Okay then!" she chirped. ART helped point out the products she'd need to pull the new style off. "Do you have any preferred scent options?"

She couldn't help but glance back this time. SecUnit shrugged, a little. ART added, [Lemongrass.]

"Lemongrass," Amena repeated, to confirm.

SecUnit nodded.

Next, she went for the hair-dryer. "You'll have to let me know if it gets too hot, okay?"

Again, the only real response she got was a jerk of a nod. ART said, [We'll tell you.]

Amena nodded. The three of them, working as a team. She liked that.

[sugarakis-p2]

Mommy needs me! Ch 5

1100 followers and getting off my a$$ special

You inherited to your Aunts farm after she passed from cancer. But you don’t know also inherited giant Mothman-manchild, who is pissing and jizzing everywhere in your house.

Warning: Yandere Mothman Shigaraki, bondage, offensive language, violence, mommy kink, references to knotting and drug use

It's time to leave. Shigaraki he finds the smells changing annoying and met his personal goals. Getting his sweet mommy knocked up, creating the perfect conditions for an awakening and an escape. Things get strange for you. Everyone is catching a cold. You have an out of body experience. But aside from that you just want to leave.

Ch 4 < Previous

Chapter 5

Shigaraki sniffed idly at the young girl.

She was starting to smell like him, and that was confusing. The girl's hair had turned white. Her eyes are red like his. A horn was growing. She stank of fear. Perplexing him more. IS she his offspring? She does not look or smell right quite right.

A primal part of him could not stand hearing and smelling his possible grub like this. He reaches out with an antenna and chirps reassurance. The girl whimpered in more fear. He trills. Making the gentle friendly noises that lured in plenty of rivals. He fluffed his fur ruff, releasing more of his dust that carried his scent on the child. She is family and a female, if nothing else. The blonde one that feeds him giggles somewhere behind him.

"See, I told you. Isn't he cute?" Toga giggled again.

"Yeah, adorable for a murderous freak of nature. You are insane, Toga! I love you!" Jin Shouted as he made sure the restraints on Shigaraki were secure.

Tomura didn't resist since this was the day he got to see you, his mate. The child mumbled something about, "soft and tickles." He gave the simpering child one last cuddle before his muzzle was put on, and he was guided away. He didn't resist until he felt they were not heading towards you. 

He growled and flapped his wings in agitation. Hot pain traveled down his back. Shigaraki snarled in pain of his mangled clipped wings. His wings will heal, but the red-hot pain that keeps him awake will not be forgotten. He vowed to get that arrogant bastard. The two creeps, that barely remember to feed him, are taking him into some side room. One of them clicked some device and the Master's voice cut through his petty thoughts. He froze and listened closely to the recording.

"Tomura. We have missed you. Seems you have gone into the city and found trouble. These two will help you escape. After you destroy all the research, data, and test subjects. It doesn't matter as long as it doesn't get into the hands of the government. We look forward to seeing you again. My child," Master ordered.

It has been years, but he would recognize this voice anywhere. My child, Master had called him that back then too. This was bad. He left the facility for a reason. That means Master is in his territory. Probably back at the facility. Which means he will have to kill Master. His offspring are in as much danger with Master as with Kai.

"Shoot. We'll have to kill the kid. She's so cute," Toga pouted.

"No, dumb. We will take. Stays in our hands. Take mate, child, and Fath...Doctor. I am in charge, and I want," Shigaraki growled. Both Toga and Jin jumped in surprise from him. He could feel the air shift and turned his head to talk to them directly, "I am leader. They are mine."

"IT CAN TALK!" they shrieked in unison.

He growled for them to shut up. Once the initial shock wore off, they were back to their insane selves. He could smell it. They are not right. They smell very faint of him. Normal humans can't smell it, but he can. He is spreading. How can Kai be a genius and a fool? He wonders and tweedled crazy and tweedled nuts. They agreed to take him to his mate.

Shigaraki doesn't use his nose on his face as much as he uses his feelers. The moment his mommy's scent hit his antennae, he knew. Your hormones caught on his antennae and the scent of spicy ginger and earth moss. Your smell sent a tingle down his spine, making his dick stiff and throbbing. 

One good whiff, and he knew you were pregnant. Still too early to be sure you won't lose the little blueberry. That does not matter to his instincts. He can already tell the size of it, the smell, and the warmth of blood flowing to your abdomen. The rapid thud of a chamber opening and closing. Now is the time. He is not fully healed, but the adrenaline will give Shigaraki enough of a boost to finish what he started. Hopefully an awakening. 

You gasp and run to him. Coddling him while he focuses on you entirely. More mating will reinforce his nature to protect. He could already feel himself getting strong enough to break the bonds if he desired. It was a storm inside him. 

A scent crawled into his senses. A faint smell that made him want to sneeze. Like a serpent, it slithered into his thoughts. Kai has been in you. Did you like it? Not possible. You are his! Another male trying to take what was his was beyond arrogant. It was asking for revenge. The kind that would never make them even. 

Mate. Take mate away. Nest and protect. No! No! Grab father. Weaken enemy. Deal with Kai and Master.  His mind screamed. He tried to ignore it and focus on the task of fucking your pretty little brains out. He lived for these moments. 

It's your own fault that you riled his suppressed instincts. Other mommy, your Aunt, had warned you. But you had not listened, so he will do what he was always meant to do. Fuck a tender pussy. Fuck until you knew that you were not meant for another. You will always be his.  

He leaned in and received a sharper scent.  Kai! Kai! Kai! All over you! Dirty damn slut! The filthy male didn't know his place! Doesn't know this is spelling his doom. My mate. Mine! So damn arrogant to think Kai could steal from him.  His mind raged and ranted while he pushed on you. Shoving his face between your spread thighs. 

"Come, Shiggy. I missed you, baby. It's ok," You reassured him in your soothing voice. A weariness hidden in the lower tones. Was that lowly neat freak torturing you again? The disgusting scent of rubber was all over you. Filthy, bitch, whore slut.  

A fouler thought occurred to him. Worse than Kai fucking you under his nose. Has he been pleasuring you? His mate will come. Oh, how his mommy will come on his knot and praise him for it. He grows bigger at the thought. He dug you into you like a meal. His meal to devour and keep with him always. He licked that little cunt that belonged to him.

"Please, baby. Be a good big boy and fuck mommy, ok. It's big boy time. I missed you so much," your voice hitched slightly at the end. To you, he looks too thin. Your sweet concern eased him back to your sweet cunt. 

Again, your smell is off in other ways. You are pretending to be happy with your words and touch. For his sake, he believes. Like a good mommy, you care for him. Just like any good mommy would consider him first. He has learned to push through your unhappy scent to do what Kai is keeping you alive to do.

 He lapped harder, getting your tight little cunt ready for his cock. You will milk all the cum from him because he is just that good. His tongue darted into your squeezing velvety walls to the whoops of pigs watching. He ignored them, enjoying the bittersweet flavor of you on his tongue.  

Did Kai ever make you cum with his disgusting small dick? His sterile seed depositing into you. His pathetic need to have everything to impress some daddy in a coma. He heard the rumors. Kia was disgustingly clinical about everything. He doubts Kai has pleasured you once. You are his dammit. He will thrust into those tight hot walls until his dumb mommy always remembers that you are his mommy.

The handlers helping him line up to your drooling hot cunt. He bucks hard and fast to be sheathed fully by your fluttering muscles. Your swollen clit pulsing as you mewled and squirmed under him. You have been teaching him what you like. It wasn't even that much outside of his base nature. It was fate. He was made to please you.

You drooled and whimpered as he pumped into your delicious walls. You squeezed and jerked on his excited cock. Close as you shuddered with desire. Oh, how you where are his good mommy. You cried at how much you loved it. Screamed at how you are meant to be one always. You like being knotted. His knotted sweet slut of a mommy loved him and more for it.

Your mouth turned into a surprised oh. Your eyes squeezed onto tight pain. He thrusted harder. The vice grip you have on his aching cock is pure pleasure. Pulling at the string of delight until he unravels. He cums hard as you pulse and milks his length. You are his. He will fuck until that foul scent is gone.

Drooling with his eyes rolling in the back of his head, Shigaraki lives in the moment. Shigaraki clung to the ecstasy of your shivering body as his throbbing knot was squeezing and releasing. Massaging and coxing every drop.

Kill his rival, and then fuck more. He liked that thought as he started to calm himself. Only he was unable to. The exchange of more hormones reinforced his primal urge to kill his competition. Shigaraki could feel it pumping through his blood. Already the restraints felt weaker. He nuzzled at the crook of your next. Cooing and purring louder than normal.

"Tomorrow," he whispered. He felt you stiffen around him. Shigaraki grunted in discomfort, then trilled loudly. Father should have told you the plan by now, he thought. The doubt that burrowed its way into his mind as you jerked added to the flood of the basic command taking over his mind.

It was a loud flapping of a thousand wings. An order that told him to secure his females at all costs. You and Father didn't have names or faces anymore. Both are a bundle of hormones in his mind that are the center focus of the world. He hears the screaming of the others in the room.

"He's getting bigger! Get the boss!" A male yelled. A male too close to his female. His female is out of the nest.

You  wish you could say that you are shocked. That you are afraid. That you felt anything emotionally. Physically your pussy throbbed with pleasure and a tint of deep ache. Your back has started healing and itching. The drugs and mental torture are taking their toll.

Kai has been worse since the first "breeding." Krono and Kai have upped their cruelty. Kronos gave you an overdose. You regret you woke up with a needle in your chest. It would have been better if you never woke up. Kai has nearly drowned you for lying about Shigaraki. Choking was Kai's favorite thing to do you.

You wore a wide dog collar. To cover the bruises while humiliating you in front of everyone who sees you. In large shiny lettering, dog fucker is easily seen. That was his personal insult to you. After he forced you to have sex with Shigaraki in front of an audience. Kai had pulled you aside to pressure hose you. Then he did something that shocked you for the last time.

Kai  whipped your ass black and blue. After the tears from the burning sting that he imprinted on your mind and round ass, you felt the switch inside you start to move.

"You liked fucking him! Like the slut cunt whore, you are. Disgusting." he said coldly from around his mask with another thwack, "You like an experiment fucking you. A freak. A created monster. A mistake cumming in you. He knots like a dog. That's what he is. A dog."

More painful whips. The switch slowly moved.

"I saw you enjoying that knot. A knot like a dog. Dog fucker. Whore dog fucker. Do you know who owes that dog? Do you know who owns you? Like your doggy lover? Whore. Cunt. Slut." He had said. Shoving his large rubbered length into your ass. It hurt beyond belief. You cried and squirmed in pain.

Not that squirming did you any good strapped to the surgical table. The chair was close by. The surgical chair was scary. He kept his tray of knives there. The pain as he entered you dry and unprepared flipped the switch completely. Kai hissed filthy insults at you. Seeing you shut down, Kai took the condom off and shoved his squirting head into your quivering asshole.

That shocked you. You had to be bleeding. Kai had to know what hole he had entered. The dirtiest of them all. This was the same man that scrubbed your gums raw to give  HIM  a blow job. Pumping his hips with a fever, he has not shown you before.

"Filthy, diseased dirty dog whore," Kai had panted. Feverishly gasping, working on his next orgasm as his fingers slowly cut off your air until the black closed in on the pain. When you woke up later, you are sore all over. Pain. Your skin hurts as if you have been scrubbed with sand.

You felt shame at first. But more ended up being more grateful to have the bruises covered by the collar. At least he wasn't harvesting your body for spare parts. Yet.

But the switch flipped in you that day. The one that left your body a million miles away to quiet the pain enough to continue. You still cried. You felt the pain long after it was over. But words took longer for you to understand.

That's  why when Shigaraki started to grow like a hulk, snapping his leather bonds like rubber bands, you weren't surprised. Not when he peeled the face of the nearest person. Not when his wings sprouted to massive translucent wings growing scales. If his wings were not the shape you are used to, you would have sworn he turned into a dragon.

It was a sight that brought your mind a little to the present. 

Shigaraki lifted you and flung you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing. As dust filled the air, you reacted enough to close your eyes and cover your mouth.

"Need child! Need father! Need females," Shigaraki wheezed in the plumes of dust he created of the handlers and door. Your mind raced to interpret what he was saying. Tanaka i s here? A child? Tonight?  This was all nonsense that hurt your head to think about. You felt yourself pull into your body more.

A lighting jolt of pain!

Confusing chaos as you bounced around in Shigaraki's shoulder in a flurry of dizzying movements and dust. Flashes of screaming faces. Splashes of crimson warmth dripped between his wings. It was overwhelming. Your entire being screamed and repelled itself away. Floating away from your body until it caught on a rock in the white waters of turmoil.

Suddenly you are looking at yourself. A crazed Shigaraki busting through rapidly decaying walls, you a limp useless ragdoll.…walls you are putting up? Your mind was not understanding. You quickly look at …Cops!?! Cops with teens? What the fuck is that? What insane Orwellian nightmare are you looking at? When suddenly you are worried. Worried for Kai. He has given you life.

Kai is carrying the future.  That intense thought invaded your mind. These thoughts are not your own!  No! That's a child. A child that looks like Shigaraki. What the fuck is happening?  Your mind screams, loosening the grip on the rock. Leaving you open to being battered by more waves of pain and thoughts that are not your own.  

You clawed your way onto the rock again. The thoughts that are not yours tried to push you off. This rock is a person in the walls. You don't understand. But what you do know is Shigaraki is tearing through the building to get to Tanaka. She was being dragged along by one of the bullets.

The guy you are in is throwing up walls for Shigaraki and the police. This was bad. The cops would take Shigaraki away to a government facility. You force the rock to focus on the two you can feel this person has a seething hate for. The moment that happened, things became easier for Shigaraki.

You let go of your hold on the man in the wall and swam through the stray thoughts back to your body. Where you felt everything again in sharp 3-D pain.

You screamed so loud the Doctor turned to look behind. Tanaka paused and stared at the wall that suddenly appeared behind them. Kai morphs a little as he hisses his disapproval of her hesitation to follow. Things have become hectic.

"I will get the others later. Believe me when I say I don't want to leave an investment behind," Kai stated flatly.

Tanaka shivered and allowed herself to be yanked behind.

"Shouldn't I carry the child?" She asked timidly. Kai looked like he wanted to slap her but was barely restrained. The guy carrying Erie seemed relieved to hand her off to Tanaka. The little girl was her typical stiff, traumatized self. Sometimes she felt disgusted with the girl. She could not imagine anyone rolling over and just taking the torture as this experiment has.

She had to stop mentally. She has seen what has been done to her. What she helped do to the little girl. It helps relieve her guilt when she thinks of the girl as an experiment. Now is not the time to relieve herself of anything. The stress made her signal La Brava too soon.

Tanaka can only hope she did not ruin everything as the child clung to her. She set up a few things. When the men were distracted, she slowed down, actively walking back. When one shouted, "HEY!" She turned and ran. Straight towards the monstrous roar. She yelped when she heard the clicking of crashing gun hammers.

Tanaka had been working on their trust. She had their backs turned on her more than once. Today was the day she was brave enough to plug the gun barrels. The rage in Overhaul's voice tingled up her spine, making her break out in gooseflesh.

"Eri, get back here before others have to DIE!" Kai, no, Overhaul shouted. A monster version of Shigaraki was barreling toward them. Passing them to attack Overhaul directly. Dropping your body on the ground at the Doctor's feet. The wind was knocked from you. But Tanaka was more focused on Overhaul.

She had to see it to believe it. But Overhaul put a barrier between them. Shigaraki was quickly decaying as spikes made of the floors and walls tried to impale him. It is now a part of the common cold virus and is spreading. Tanaka was filled with dread as you stumbled to your feet.

"Let's go!" You shouted at her. Draping yourself on her as you clutch and shamble away from the danger. You didn't get far when new walls closed off between you and Shigaraki. The only way out was forward, so you pressed on. It wasn't long before you ran into the police.

Shigaraki  was focused on removing the danger from the females. When the danger lessened. Feeling the threat weakened from using his new quirk. How twisted must this man be to get this quirk? Shigaraki had no delusions about himself. He knows Master was altering him and the rest of his family. He knows he was groomed and used.  What is this one's excuse?  He wondered.

Not for long. His females were retreating, and he needed to secure them from the other males wandering this new maze. It was a physical need that twisted his mind and body to follow. His main target was his mate. But somehow, once again, his grub and his mate had parted. He puked. The adrenaline was taking a toll on his body.  What a pain , his mind growled.

Dr. Tanaka decided to let the cops have the kid while they were pointing guns at you and telling you to "release the child!" was a much better idea than getting shot. She ran to them, but you tried to keep her with you. The little girl coughed all over the green hair kid. Interesting look for a new little fascist, she thought. The other thought was the potential damage that the child could do. She has seen that thing make people disappear.

"Hey. We are all kidnaped victims. That child belongs to my…husband," you found yourself saying. More police dispersed. A few stayed to help the three of you. The Doctor looked like a frightened rabbit looking for an exit.

"Let them keep her. She's dangerous, and the longer we stay here, the more likely they run into Shiggy," Tanaka whispered. The look of fear in her eyes screamed for them to run. You know and trust Tanaka too much to snatch the girl back. Instead, you latch onto each other and run. Tanaka leading the way.

"I hope she is safe now. Either way, we need to put on our oxygen masks first," She panted. You had no idea what that meant or cared now. The pain was screeching again. This time it was a different beast. The drugs. Oh, how you suddenly want to go back for your dose.

"You're sweating? Do you have a fever? Oh fuck. Oh, fuck!" She repeated in a disturbed chant, dragging you along. Your arm feels hotter than the rest of you. You spare a glance from your pain to Tanaka. She looks to be at the end of a cold. Running on pure terror. She is gaunter than ever, which sent a chill down your spine. How bad off must her health be for you to feel pity for her?

The light hurt. The high-pitched happy voice of the blonde girl hurt. The baritone of the firefighter? Pyro nympho? His voice hurt. All you know is she is showing off a lot of plunging neckline, and you didn't finish all the way with Shigaraki. There was a roar. A blur, and then everyone was violently placed in a van.

That made your head spin as you were shoved into the back of a Van. The pale figure blurred. Then reappeared with a dead-looking child when the darkness closed in on you. You faded into the bright light to see a screeching Shigaraki filling the van.

A crying child. A chittering Shigaraki. The Doctor holds the child away from everyone, not in fear for the child. But in fear  of  the child. A masked man shouted how, "The facility will be safe. We are going to take you there right now! Sensei wants you!"

"Oh my gosh! They are all so cute!" The blonde girl gushed. 

"All of you need to shut up. Your too loud," A young man with staples and burns gruffed. His icy eyes land on you. Your flesh breaks out in gold gooseflesh as you try not to stare are the cruel-looking man. 

Shigaraki snarled at your distress.  

When  you open your eyes. It was terrifying. Memories of laying on a metal bed frame and pain. You groan and shift. Shigaraki's purrs were a relief as you felt the tickle of his soft ruff on your cheek. You feel his arms and wings wrapped around you. It's warm and comforting.

You don't trust it at first. So many times, they have tried to fool you. They wanted to know where the farm was. You never told them. You never will. But this feels different. The pain has dulled.

You open your eyes to a chirping Shigaraki. He looks at you with heavy-lidded love and nuzzles your hair. Looking around, you are more confused. You're in a nest, and when you peek out the door, you realize that the nest is in a tree. Real trees. But fake grass. A sterile smell of cleansers.

"Where are we?" You asked in horror.

"We are at my before home. Mommy had a fever. Mommy is carrying little grub. It was ok. Master fixed. We'll leave when safe," Shigaraki rasped, pulling you back to the nest. Your mind whirled with questions.

"Who is Master?" You asked timidly. A speaker under a camera in the corner answered.

"You can call me AFO or All for short. When Tomura returned, he brought you and the Doctor Tanaka to us. Both of you were suffering from a virus in your condition. Detoxing with a child and a skyrocketing fever, we came to an agreement. We put you in an induced coma while you detox. Breaking the fever. In exchange, all of you will help with the Doctor's research," The disembodied voice of AFO stated.

"How long have I been asleep?" You asked the air. Your emotions spinning. You're pregnant? Shiggy pulled you in close and whispered. The gravel of his voice was painful. But his hot breath tickled, and a shiver ran down your spine at the words.

"A month. Overhaul is coming. This is where we will make our last stand. Get rid of all threats," Shiggy rasped.

Shigaraki nuzzled and tried to get you back to calm. A scared mommy was an unpredictable one. He wanted you healthy and safe. You are a dumb mommy who can't protect herself. When he crashed from the burning power pumping in his veins. Father quickly helped him and the child. He told Father about the adjusted plans. He will get rid of Overhaul, Master, and the other threats in the forest in one swoop. He smiled and cooed to his mommy. 

All mine , he thought in pleasure.

[ahemnaaaasebenyaaaa]

Here is a fanart I was working on for DAYS but turned out shitty af ahem anyway

I tried to color it but it only made it worse so I am sticking to black and white (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

It's Kai and kyoya wee I know they are from deferent seasons but hey I feel like they would be friends of frienemies or sm IDK

Please don't mind me I draw them in a wired fluffed up way