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secretsthatwekeep · 2 months ago

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So having a student teacher means I actually have time to write! Wow! Amazing! She is supposed to completely take over this week and next, soooooo here I am! I help here and there especially with our really low students and our students with special needs.

I'm going through my pictures from the past four years and would like to share some memories and experiences that I didn't get to share with you.

One of the bigger ones is my puppy dog. Bella girl is a sweet baby dog!! We love her so much. Rory loves throwing the ball for her and she brings it right back to him. She does a good job of going to him when I tell her to. She is very snuggly. So scared of the storms like dogs be. She is a stinky dog, but that be the dog life.

2020 I started the school year out virtually. That was really weird. We were virtual until March. That group was a hot mess. I think they would've been anyways, but it was much worse because of covid.

For my 26th birthday, Jessica threw me a surprise party. I was supposed to go out to lunch with Sara that day, but then she "canceled" plans with me and when we turned around and came home, John and Jessica had worked together to have all of my sisters there with a cake that was misspelled. haha Jessica wrote on the cake "Happy Birtday." She didn't realize it until I took a picture with the cake. Good laughs.

Oh my goodness, Faith's wedding!!! When Faith got married, we had a bachelorette party the night before and the sisters and my Mom all stayed the night together!! It was hilariously awkward. We played silly games and I won a card in a card game that was "Most likely to be the Mom of the friend group" and then we had a nice little conversation as a group where the sisters acknowledged in front of my Mom that I was more of a mother to them than she was. That was really really really fun. :l Faith was such a beautiful bride. It makes me sad now to reflect on this day. You never know what you're really walking into when you get married. What could happen? How will this person change? It's like you're marrying that person at that moment, but you're actually marrying 20 versions of that person over time. How will time and experiences change your person and test your relationship? If she had known, she wouldn't have married him. She's already shared that with me and that is a lot. That's a big thought and feeling to have, and what do you do with that?

I was closest to Faith growing up because we were closest in age and shared all of the experiences at home together. She followed in my footsteps in soooooo many ways- band, track and field, love of reading and writing, etc. It was so weird to watch her change and become her own person when I left that house. She became super reclusive when she went to Bourbon County. She had no friends she hung out with because a lot of her friends growing up were my friends. She became super absorbed into internet culture and she found a friend in England to be her confidante. She did follow me to college and her path was this weird rickety one where she was like split into this person of being mothered by me and trying to make her own person. She really struggled with identity and with some mental illness during this time. It was hard to know how to help her in a friend/sister way during that journey and not in a motherly way. My relationship with Faith is so weird because I've always felt it was more sisterly and friendly than with Jess and Tabby because we are closer in age. Maybe that's something to think about. Once she moved to Louisville, the relationship felt severed. I would visit her in Louisville and every single time I visited she would make snide comments about how she didn't understand why I wouldn't also move to Louisville. Even as recently as this year she has made these comments and I know part of that is due to loneliness. She latches to a person and makes all of her friends through that person. She reallllly did that with Colson and once people started not spending time with him because of all of his creepy stuff, she felt so lonely and it's really hard to watch from afar. I worry about her a lot.

Have I shared my Hawaii experience with you? I think I did, but can't remember?

Once Rory was born, I didn't leave my house for like three-four months? I just stayed home. Then when I did start going out because I had to go back to work, the first few outings were really hard with a baby. Lots of crying. Turns out Rory was really hungry!! I wasn't producing enough so we started supplementing at four months. Made me feel bad because I didn't know!! There are so many things!! Rory was soooo tiny in comparison to Jonah. Big ol head though. Looking through all of these pictures makes me miss my tiny boy!!! We had so many cute themed outfits for hims!! His little smile!! The way he would suck his thumb sometimes. Jonah didn't do that! So cute. AHHH His first Christmas!!! I wish I could just sit and share all these pictures with you and talk about all of the things.

Stopping my memory sharing here.

I am currently getting back into the struggle of work, clean, bathe, sleep- repeat, repeat, repeat. Having a student teacher is amazzzziiinnnnnngggg. I will never go back!!! I get to put in grades on time!!! I get to work with kids individually and in groups while she is teaching something else. I get to catch up on emails and creating assignments!! It's the best! I would really be struggling without her. Our new reading program this year is a lot and it's nice to learn it together and point out the things she needs to know and just have a partner through it. There are pros and cons to our program. Some pros-it provides a workbook to each kid and the texts are super rigorous. Some cons- it's TOO rigorous, some of the texts are super boring, and it is tough to learn a new program with absolutely no training on the program. We are getting through though!

I'm thinking about fall plans. My Mom is coming up on the 7th of October to "help." I think I am going to take a day off work that week to do some fall things with her and the kids. Maybe go to an orchard or find some changing leaves or something. The wedding day on Saturday is gonna be sooooo stressfulllll!!! Not prepared for Jessica's emotions. The west sixth farm is open that evening to the public if you wanna go get some cider and watch from afar. haha Jonah's birthday is the day after the wedding. We are having a spooky halloween theme and I'm excited for it! Makes me sad that time be a beech again, but oh well, I cannot stop her.

Your deep and thoughtful posts are so full of emotions and deepness!!! I'm over here like I like this song cause it sounds cool and you're like I like this song because it speaks to my SOUL. Like alright girl!! Feel those feelings!!! I'm really glad that you did get out of that relationship and I'm sorry that it got to a really horrible and abusive place. The anger I feel stems from many places. The biggest being that she was an adult and a teacher in a position of power that took advantage of a child. Obviously I don't teach high school age children so maybe I don't understand the lure?? (That sentence makes me gag, sorry) But also that is just so not okay!!! I'm sorry if talking about the Faith stuff stirs that up and bothers you more than other topics. I feel angry because I also didn't and haven't... like...reported her. The last time we had talked about it and you shared that she was working somewhere else with more kids or in another position of power and just being made this "great example" just really makes me wanna fight someone!!! Like!!! You are a bad person, ma'am!!! Then there's the anger that is at myself in my guilt that I shared with you. All of the what ifs just haunt me every single day. I know you were on your own journey (as was I), but there's still this spot of blame that I put on myself that I could've prevented all of that. But what ifs just make us sick and don't fix anything from the past! Please feel free to NOT protect me from anything ever!!! I am a big girl haha I've been through hell and back times three over and I promise I can handle it. Will it be upsetting? Yes! Will it make me feel feelings? Yes! But you're the one who had to live through it and I think even if not with me...that it needs to get out! I hope you've been able to talk about it with someone somewhere. I'm happy you share with me anything that you share. (Even if I am a forgetful fool who has early onset alzheimers) Even when what you share is hard to read. Because it's a part of you and your life and I want to know it all if you want to share it. There are some things I think I'll keep locked in a box forever because I don't want to share those things and that's okay! We just have to share what we are comfortable with the other knowing and at a time that is best for our journey!!!

I really hope your music sharing turns into something with Andy. It sounds like that is part of your dream. Maybe? Making it big? That would be really, really cool!!! A Fighting Futures tour!! Quitting your two jobs to do the dang thing!! Even just getting to record a song with Andy would be pretty neat. I hope that it works out and that he enjoys your music. Sometimes your songs get stuck in my head and I gotta listen to them. Then I'm like curse you zoe for your beautiful angel voice being in my brain!!! hahahaha

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steele-soulmate · 11 months ago

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Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 543, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby

WORDS: 1173

Peter and I did not have a chance to fuck each other until that Thursday. The eve before my thirty fourth birthday was filled with gentle hips thrusts and moans, scrabbling hands and quiet whimpers, soft words of love and wild gasps for air. Despite the ugly stretch marks that plagued my body from carrying the triplets for almost twenty seven weeks and the now obvious love handles that made me feel self-conscious about my body, I got off on how wild my husband became at the sight of my bare befreckled skin, spread out like a banquet for him.

Only for him.

And so we both fucked until the wee hours of September fourth, tearing orgasm right after orgasm out from one another. When at long last I called blueberry, I was astounded at the number of spent condoms he had gone through, not wanting to ever knock me up ever again.

“Sweetheart of mine, you’ve already blessed me with more than enough kids,” he murmured softly to me as he was giving me a gentle bubble bath, washing my sweat soaked curls and scrubbing at my cum encrusted skin with my blue washrag. “Baby Tommy, the triplets… and those babies weren’t even planned. I love you sweetheart.”

When we had came downstairs to face the day, we found that the kids- Elizabeth and Elle, Katie and Jing, Baby Tommy, Baby Eve, the Ratajczyk triplets and Isabelle were already up. Elizabeth and Katie were prepping breakfast, the three little preemies swaddled and in a large laundry basket full with clean towels, creating a kind of Moses situation. Isabelle was bottle feeding Baby Eve as the little lady napped in the family sitter’s arms.

“Good morning!” Elizabeth chirped over from where she was flipping a pancake. “Good morning daddy! Good morning mommy! Happy birthday!”

“Yay yay!” cheered Baby Tommy, galloping in from where he had been playing with his blocks and baby Legos. “Yay yay!” He came up to where Peter had settled me onto the kitchen island counter, throwing his one arm up in a clear cut demand, his other arm wrapped around his little dollie friend with his thumb tucked away in his mouth.

Peter scooped him into his arms, baring his teeth playfully at the chubby little man before promptly attacking his neck and tummy with kisses. Baby Tommy screeched before beginning to flail about.

POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT

“Uh oh,” he meeped timidly as the entire room erupted into a chaotic mess. “Sowwy.”

“Come on now, Baby Tommy- let’s go pay a visit to the bathroom!” Peter announced, lifting him off of me and helping me down before carrying the little man into the half bath right off from the laundry room.

“Oh man, Baby Tommy has a stinky man butt!” cough Katie as Elizabeth quickly opened the window over the sink and began to fan the stinky out that way using a dish towel.

I grabbed another hand towel and Isabelle opened the back door, Daisy wandering in from the den in the back of the house, letting out a doggish whine as Baby Tommy’s stinky man fart met her nose.

MEOW yowled Felix, the kitty taking cover up over the refrigerator, the grey tabby squishing himself in tightly so that the only thing visible were his yellow kitty eyes. MEOW

Jack Sparrow pranced into the room just then, the chubby orange and white cat jumping onto Daisy’s head with a joyful MEOW as he clearly attempted to instigate playtime. He was not disappointed as the dog dipped down into a playful bow before the two began to give chase to each other as they raced up and down the stairs.

THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD up the stairs and THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD back down again.

Baby Teddy started to fuss lightly, not being able to make much noise as Peter and Baby Tommy both exited the laundry room, Baby Tommy coming over to offer his older sisters help and Peter swooping down onto the whining baby.

“Sweetheart, I’m going to go set up a changing station in the sunroom and go change the babies’ diapers, okay?” he told me, resettling Baby Teddy back into the laundry basket and heading off into the sunroom, Baby Tommy tugging the makeshift baby bassinet after him as he went to join his daddy and offer him help.

“Baby Tommy is seriously the best big brother,” Isabelle announced, setting the now empty bottle onto the counter before lifting Baby Eve to her shoulder to be burped.

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP

“Atta girl,” she praised her, laughing at me when I made grabby hands, needing to have a baby cuddle up to me in my arms.

“Hihi there now, Baby Eve!” I cooed as I made a face at her. “Hey Isabelle, can you come up once the kids are in bed later tonight?”

“Sure!” A look of utter excitement cross over her face as she beamed happily at me. “I could use a good fucking right about now!”

I could only smile coyly at her as Baby Eve began to giggle, something that she started doing a few weeks prior.

Giggle giggle giggle giggle

“Giggle giggle giggle giggle yourself, Baby Eve!” I said to her, blessing her temple with a sweet kiss from mommy as I glanced out the window and saw Sammi pulling up in her obnoxious bright orange Volkswagen bus, nicknamed ‘the Great Pumpkinmobile’. It parked in the driveway and out spilled Sammi, Jackie and Baby Noah, the three making their way up to the front door. “Well, it’s about time to get this party started!”

“Goo gah meepkles?” babbled Baby Eve, looking up at me with giant chocolate brown eyes as the doorbell rang out. “Boo boo koop!”

DING DONG

“Showtime.”

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kyukicho · 1 year ago

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@deathfavor asked:

Birthday celebrations weren't really Hanma's expertise. Actually, they weren't his expertise at all. Never had been. But he's pretty good at figuring things out, and he does put effort into today. More effort than he'd bother for the vast majority of people (whom he likely wouldn't even text or call, only if bumped into them would he say something). Which includes getting up painfully early while Senju's training as usual just to not rouse suspicion of waking before her. But it's so the moment she walks back in, she's greeted with a spread of hot breakfast foods waiting, and one reaper pouring a drink.

" Happy birthday. " He offers with a chuckle. " Figured you'd be hungry. " And also that she wouldn't skip training even on a day like this. " Wanna go to the amusement park today? Maybe you'll have better luck kicking my ass when it comes to those games there. " He teases with a grin - birthday or not didn't spare her from teasing. Maybe it wasn't a material gift but all things considered Hanma would say it was far from the worst thing he could give.

When your family home is a mix of chaos and cigarettes birthdays are hit or miss. Senju was used to treating it like almost any other day. Sure Takeomi would try to do something nice, but Haru usually tried the exact opposite so it was never something supremely special in her eyes. That's why waking up at her normal time to hit the gym wasn't unusual.

Giving a tired stretch Senju walked into her home away from home and immediately smelled something wonderful. Her stomach growling almost overcast Hanma's greeting as her eyes lit up at the menagerie of foods. "Am I ever!" She snickered, glad she showered and changed at the gym so she wouldn't be a stinky mess coming home to something so nice. She took her place at the table and instantly was piling food onto her plate.

"Really?! You'd take me? Thank you, that would be awesome!" Almost like an actual date? Her heart was triple beating in her chest even as she dug into the food. Sure they entered the real world together sometimes, but something she could call a date wasn't very common. "You better win me a cute plushie!" She teased back. Two could play at that game.

#awww she's so excited #deathfavor #( & ) senju ( ic )#( & ) mixed drinks and smoke rings it's already started ( senma )

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thatyamiguy-blog · 2 years ago

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Gohan’s birthday (Dragon ball Z)

It was bright and early when Gohan's alarm clock went off, and for a change the normally hard to wake up sleepyhead sat up in bed, grinning like a fool. It was Gohan's birthday after all and what that meant was that his mom would be getting her and Goten ready to go into town for part of the day to give The young half sayian some privacy. For it was a reoccurring birthday tradition that Goku would use his 24 hours of time on earth that he got every year to come back on Gohan's birthday, and spend the evening and night with chi chi but the day was all about babying Gohan, who might of been turning 17 today but he was more like a 2 year old in so many ways.

The big baby fetish had popped up while training with his father in the time chamber, Gohan had noticed there was a stack of diapers in the room and had started 'having accidents' to get his dad to diaper him before bed. Goku might not of been the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he hadn't been fooled and had taken to babying the little guy more and more. Chi-chi had been less eager to indulge on her son's babyish habits, though with her being pregnant at the time she found out about them, one could hardly blame her for not wanting TWO smelly butts to change. She did go alone with the bed wetting cover story so Gohan could wear to bed, though she made him wash and dry his own diapers and made it clear she didn't want him stinking the house up, and he was NOT to tell Goten about the diaper fetish or explain out big babies to him, she'd had a hard enough time getting her youngest potty trained as was. while Gohan took the deal it was clear that it wasn't the same without someone babying him, and when Daddy had made his trip to earth from the afterlife (Something he had done on his and chi-chi's anitverity back then) Gohan had floated the idea of maybe kinda sorta getting like, 5 of dad's 24 hours to just be his stinky little guy. Goku thought it was cute and after a lot of back and forth they got Chi-chi on board.

Gohan waddled out in his bed time shirt and wet cloth diapers, the formerly white cloth had been pee stained by the heavy usage and by this point Gohan wasn't even sure he HAD nighttime control anymore. Goten was eating a bowl of cheerios and giggled a little as Gohan wandered in, The smaller half sayian thought it was just so funny his big brother was a bed wetter. "Hey short stuff, where's mom?" Gohan asked, ruffling his little brother hair on his way to the fridge. "She's packing the car crinkles." Goten said, making a face as he haired having his hair messed up. "I see~ So you and trunks going to just cause trouble and chaos today?" Gohan asked, grabbing the milk out and since the bottle was almost empty he just drank right from it. "Of course not, we'll be total good boys." Goten said with a evil little grin on his face. "mmmmhmmm.. right. Just remember Vegeta's not out training in space anymore. he got back yesterday, and can and WILL spank your butts." Gohan warned. "Ah Poopies! There went THAT plan." Goten grumbled as Gohan chuckled and took a seat. "..heh.. surprised you just don't put a nipple on that bottle. You look like a big baby anyways." Goten teased. "A big baby who can kick your butt with ease little guy." Gohan teased back. "I'll go super sayain two and make you change my diaper." "Ehehehehe shutting up." Goten replied fast and meekly, and focused on his cereal. "Good boy."

After some more playful banter, and getting sang happy birthday by mom and Goten, Gohan saw them off, standing in the front yard in just his diapers and t-shirt. Chi chi tried to get him to go and get dressed but Gohan (for the sake of goten) said he was likely gonna go back to sleep, and pointed out only the dinosaurs were around really. "And they know better then to get on my bad side." truthfully Gohan just wanted to keep his wet diapies on so daddy could change him and well, because as soon as mom and Goten were far enough away Gohan was gonna unleash his morning glory in his huggies. Chi-chi seemed to know what he was thinking though, as before they got in the car to drive off, she looked back at Gohan and mouthed silently to him. 'Not in the house!' 'Maybe I'm getting to be too predictable.' Gohan thought, rubbing the back of his head as they drove off, then had a impish thought. "I'm gonna go dookie in her room on her pillow!" he giggled out loud. "You know, bad boys don't get spoiled by daddy." came a voice behind Gohan. Turning around, there was Goku, smirking and then holding out his arms. "C'mere birthday boy." "DADDY!"

It was bare luck that Goku had managed to get cleared when he did, and was able to come back down in time to keep Gohan from being a little rascal. the boy was due for some birthday spankings but that didn't mean Goku wanted to have to do a time out and punishment. Setting the over sized baby on his hip, with a arm under Gohan's fat diapered butt, Goku smirked as Gohan started to babble on and on about what Goku had missed. "And so like this Videl girl at school is trying ta start a rumor I wear diapers, cuz I smelled like pee and baby powder one day and she's just a fart head!" Gohan was finishing up as Goku brought the big baby inside. "well you know Gohan, you kinda DO wear diapers." Goku pointed out and chuckled. "Well..Uh..Not to school I don't!" Gohan huffed and crossed his arms. "mmmmhmmm..and how much of that is because you know your mother would tan your butt?" Goku asked. "Er..well.." and Gohan looked super sheepish. "Heyyy so do you wanna see the rocking horse I've been working on?" Gohan said, trying not so subtly to change the topic. "Of course! You know I love seeing what you work o-" Goku was saying when a loud and long tummy growl came from Gohan's tummy. "-N..Heh. I think I better get you fed first though." Goku teased. "Ehehehe yeahhh Might be a good idea." Gohan agreed.

Gohan was in the pantry, working the floor board to get his hidden stash of baby food as Goku went out to a small shed and brought in his 17 going on 2 son's highchair. it was made of Oak and had been painted bright white, though it's time in the shed was taking it's toll on it and the paint had chipped and flaked and dulled. the tray was a flip around that could be used to pin Gohan's arms, at least appearance wise. the boy could after all basically bench press moons so it wasn't like a tray could REALLY stop him. Carrying the chair in Goku smirked, Gohan was still trying to pick out what he wanted, and with his head and one shoulder in the little trap door, he was wigging his butt. "I like to eat eat eat, Apples and bananas!" he was singing. "Really? then how come you normally have prunes or brussel sprouts?" Goku asked, setting the chair down. Gohan turned around and giggled, and indeed was holding onto four jars, two of each. "Cuz I only get daddy here to change my butt for a little while, and this helps me make BIG presents!" he said and gave a impish grin. "Yeah, and makes you toxic..Ah well, you're the birthday boy~" walking over he got the jars from Gohan first, setting them on the table then came back for the impending little stinker, lifting him up and setting him in the jar, then tugging off the boy's shirt. Is your bib still in the drawer by the sink?" Goku asked. "Ehehehe no..uh..I hada hid it in my room for awhile, Goten was snooping for gifts when his birthday was coming up and welll.." Gohan said sheepishly., poking two fingers together. "I'll go get it, you stay put LITTLE guy." Goku said, and then kissed Gohan's forehead and tugged the tray down. He was almost to the door when Gohan giggled and cleared his throat. "Yeah little guy?" Goku asked, pausing. "Don't you think it might help if i told you WHERE I hid it daddy?" Gohan asked with a amused smirk. "..Sure. go ahead and use logic on your poor old man who's gonna have to smell you latter." Goku teased and blew a raspberry. "Changing mah smelly butt is a privilege n a honor!" Gohan giggled, then added. "It's under my bed in a box marked Math work. Mom told Goten if he messed with any of my school stuff she'd make him start going. worked better then a androids force field for keeping him out." "and you all wonder why I do what she says..the woman knows how to handle us Sayain's. Anyways, be right back babykins."

Looking under the boys bed in the box as he'd been told to, there was Gohan's light blue bib, big enough to still work on him though Goku would have to ask Chi-chi about getting him a new one, it too was feeling the effects of years gone by. the words DIAPER BOY was spelled out in baby blocks on it and as Goku went to push the box back under, he noticed a few new things he hadn't seen last time. a large pacifier with a orange mouth guard, a baby blue rattle, and a stuffed teddy bear. "heh..Somebodies been treating himself.. bet his mother doesn't know about those." Goku said softly, tugging them out and putting them on Gohan's bed for now. He wasn't going to rat the boy out, just ask how he was getting these things and making sure he was being safe when buying, Chi-Chi was always so worried he'd be recognized. 'Then again once it's in the open, he could wear all the time, that wouldn't be SO bad..' Goku thought, then pictured trying to pitch that idea to chi-chi..and shuddered.

Gohan was coo'ing and gurgling away in his highchair, ever so happy when he suddenly recalled that he'd recently picked up some more baby stuff last week. and he'd done it on his way home from school which was a biggggg nay nay with the rules Mom had put in place. 'Maybe he won't see them, or I can bluff and tell him they were a early present from mom...Yeah..then he'll bring it up with her and I'll be lucky if she doesn't start weening me off the diapers.' Gohan thought. His dad came back in and smirked at Gohan, coming over and tying the bib on the big baby and then nonchalantly asked. "Gohan, is there something you'd like to confess to daddy?" "welll when you put it that way...No." Gohan said and gave a slightly nervous grin. "Gohan.." Goku said, getting a warning tone in his voice. "I well..Might of..maybe kinda sorta..re-purposed some of my lunch money saved up over a few days, to um.. You know. Stop at a baby store." Gohan said, eyes darting around and looking anywhere but at his dad. "I see. I know what you got, who all saw you?" Goku asked, grabbing a spoon and taking a seat, opening a jar of the smelly baby food. 'No wonder this stuff makes him so toxic if it smells this bad before going in him!' Goku thought. spooning some up. "J-Just the shop keeper daddy. I told him it was for my new baby brother." Gohan said quickly then opened his mouth wide. "Well ok then. I just wanted to be sure. I'm not going to tell your mother about it Gohan, but I don't want you going out and getting this stuff yourself anymore. we'll make up a list later of things she can get you for your birthday, and you'll just have to do without any big boy presents." Goku said. as the spoon went in the 17 year olds mouth, Gohan made a sour face but then smiled, clearly he was on board.

After feeding Gohan, which took slightly longer then one would expect because the little imp kept moving his mouth so he got baby food on his cheeks and chin and bib, Goku wiped the little guy clean and set him back on his hip while he made up a bottle of formula for the little guy. Gohan was coo'ing and babbling babyishly, clearly in his little space, with the only thing shush him from time to time beding a loud belch. "heh, I was gonna burp you, but I think you've taken care of that yourself little guy." Goku said, though he wrinkled his nose at Gohan's baby food breath. "Nooo you can still burp me!" Gohan whined. "I'll be SO gassy after mah ba-ba!" "Heh, I know buddy. don't worry, you'll get burped JUST like the big baby you are." Goku promised, and was reward with a smooch to the cheek as he carried Gohan into the living room. "hehehehe fank ku daddy! ou's da best!" Goku turned on the television to a pre-school show then cradled the big baby in his lap, and popped the nipple of Gohan's ba-ba in the eager boys mouth. keeping most of his attention on the cute big baby as he drank eagerly, Goku couldn't help but semi get drawn into the show itself, and made a mental note to ask Gohan for a update on what had been happening with it while he was in the other world. (go figure, the afterlife's cable providers were crap.)

Gohan was fighting hard to stay awake as he drained the ba-ba.. it just felt so right to be in his diapies and in daddies lap, and the formula tasted so nummy to him. Still, he only had so long with daddy and he didn't wanna waste it with a long nap like he had two years ago. Mean old mommy hadn't even been willing to let him have 3 extra hours with daddy and he'd had to go from bottle feeding to waking up in the middle of a stinky diaper change, but instead of diapies it's been gross old undies. After that he'd promised himself NEVER AGAIN! He forced his eyes open and smirked around the nipple as he saw daddy trying to pay attention to the show, though this had the side effect of making some of his formula rub down his chin. Goku instantly noticed though and using a towel he grabbed, he wiped Gohan's chin and pulled the bottle out with a pop as Gohan tried to keep it in. "heh, I think that's enough for right now, If I keep feeding you your gonna conk out buddy." Goku said, and held up the bottle. it was a one liter deal and was a little under half drained. "Gohan would of argued but knew daddy had a point, and plus with how greedy he'd been he could feel the gas bubbles building up. He could also feel a pressure building up at his back door, but decided to let THAT be a surprise for daddy. "Dadddddy, My chest is all achy!" Gohan whined and pouted, though his eyes gave away the delight he was feeling. "Oh Then I guess my big baby of a 17 teen year old son needs him's daddy to burp him huh?" Goku asked. "YESH!.. I mean..if you want to." Gohan said, sitting up in daddies lap and then going all blushy and shy. "Heh. cute buddy."

With Gohan and him in a chair with no sides, Goku set a towel over his shoulder then got the big baby set up so his legs went over either side of Goku's. Putting Gohan's head on the shoulder with the towel Goku had a hand on his son's diapered ass to help him keep balance but then started to rub and gently pat the big babies back. "Come on buddy, let your gas attacks allll out. you'll feel better soon." Goku said, and patted the boy's bottom a few times as well. Goku knew from experience that with the look in Gohan's eyes before he'd started to burp him, that he was gonna have a not so little stinker on his hands soon. Picking up the pace with the patting it wasn't long till Gohan let out a belch that made a near by plant eater run in terror, the dino thought it was a T-rex roar. "Whoa little guy! maybe daddy needs ear plugs for next time!" Goku teased, but kept patting. Gohan went to say something but a second and third belch followed, along with a little bit of spit up! Normally Gohan hadn't been that babyish, and the spit cloth was really there just to set the mood. again he went to go and comment on this to his dad but a loud poot came out from his behind. Goku stopped patting the boys back and placed that hand on Gohan's lower back, and he playfully shook the hand that had been on the boys butt. "Yike's! I felt the heat on that one! I think you almost burnt my hand!" Goku teased but winked. "Daddy! S'not dat bad!" Gohan huffed, but couldn't keep the grin off his face as more loud and bubbly farts roared out of his behind. Apparently the cloth diapers and plastic pants did NOTHING to hold back the sound, or the smell as Goku wrinkled his nose. even Gohan reached up and held his own nose. "Phew, I stinky!" he coo'ed. "There's a understatement little guy." Goku said, getting up off the chair and cradling Gohan to his chest still, with a arm under the boys butt. "Daddy, what you doing?" Gohan asked, as he blasted out more fart's. "Besides having you toast my arm? I'm opening up some windows..I think next year I'll burp you outside..Your a little more rotten then normal buddy." Goku chuckled. "hehehe Well I mighta been having wots of tofu, and avoiding the potty cept for going tinkles for the past 3 days." Gohan commented, and was about to give a wicked grin when he scrunched up his face instead. "...Yeah ok, no more tofu for you." Goku said, though he doubted Gohan heard that. Since Goku could feel the big baby straining and bearing down, and well, one look at the boys face and it was clear he was trying to go poopie. "Is somebody gonna make daddy a present despite it being his own birthday?" Goku teased, and then gently, but firmly pressed down on Gohan's tummy. Gohan's grunted, but nodded, and his face was turning red as he kept grunting. but this time it wasn't from any sort of embarrassment, but from the sheer effort he was putting into making his uh-oh. as a vein started to appear on Gohan's forehead Goku sweat dropped. "Uh buddy, maybe relax, I think your gonna hurt yourself, or go a whole new level of super sayain." Goku said. "T-Trying to..hafa..But..not.." Gohan grunted. A light bulb clicked for Goku as he realized that Gohan's plan had had a unfortunate side effect. "oh buddy! you're all backed up!" Pressing his hand onto Gohan's tummy and moving his fingers, Goku used the same move that master Roshi had used on him the one time Goku had eaten 12 boars and then been unable to pass the meat. 'Let's see, here..then here..and end with a firm push andddd..' Goku thought, moving his hand and waited. he didn't have to wait long as Gohan went from a pained faced to gasping, and with a massive gross fart, the back of the boys diaper suddenly filled up, sagging and a rotten smell filled the room. "P-Pooping daddy!" Gohan cried out. a hand on the boys bottom, that was quickly getting over whelmed by the growing mess could of told Goku as much, but he smiled and kissed his son's cheek. "Yup, you sure are!"

By the time Gohan had finished with his movement, his diaper was almost down to his knees in the back and he was shocked the plastic pants hadn't bust. he was one super messy boy though, and his stink was making him gag as daddy carried him with hands under his armpits towards the bathroom. "I think we're gonna have to call it for these diapers and plastic pants buddy. you do have more right?" Daddy was asking. Gohan nodded, the strain of everything he had just done had left him semi exhausted as they were in the modernize bathroom Bulma had built onto the house. "Daddy's just gonna give you a rinsing and then a bath buddy, your plastic pants may be holding but your diapers lost the fight." Goku explained, Standing Gohan by the toilet and then fiddling with the controls of the bathtub. "but.. wanted a real diapie change." Gohan whined, his thumb heading for his mouth. "Buddy, I can do a shower and bath time for you in 20 to 30 minutes, or waste 40 of them just wiping your butt." Daddy said, rubbing the back of his head. "Your choice." "...Tubby time." Daddy opened a few windows in the bathroom, it was needed for the steam and well, the SMELL and then as he got the water running nice and warm, he turned to Gohan and raised a eyebrow. "I'm..not sure if I should take the diaper off before standing you in the tub or after." He said, looking sheepish. Gohan giggled around his thumb, then moved past daddy to get into the tub, with the drain unplugged and the water just pouring in it wasn't even ankle deep.

A hour later, and after washing out the tub several times, both had realized the mistake, but Gohan was playing with a mixture of bath toys and Goku had gotten rid of the soaked and smelly diapers, tossing them into a mountain area. (Ironically or perhaps not, while no one would know the other was responsible, Hercule had been giving a TV lecture about how to deal with the wild dinosaurs and how marital arts could protect you.. when the filthy thing had landed on his head. karma in a fashion.) Now however Goku was just smirking as he watched the great battle of the toy boat fleet take on the dreaded rubber ducky and rubber froggy menace. 'he's such a goofball. but he's MY goofball' Goku thought lovingly. As the fleet managed to take down the menace Goku called for a time out, and then got the bar of soap. "Um..Daddy. I can wash myself." Gohan said, squirming in the water and getting all shy. "..I can wipe your poopie butt but not wash you?" Goku asked, sounding amused. "...well when you put it THAT way.." Gohan said and giggled. washing the boys down, and then his hair (and making sure to use the baby shampoo) Goku drained the tub and dried Gohan off with a towel, then took anther one and wrapped him up tight in it and carried him back to the boys room. "How's it feel being all squeaky clean?" Goku asked, kissing Gohan's forehead before setting him on his bed. "Nice daddy! Thankkkkk you~" "heh, your very welcome." Goku chuckled. Tugging open Gohan's bed time drawer, there was lots of folded cloth diapers, but only one pair of clear plastic pants. "Remind me to tell your mother you need anther pair." Goku said, then tugging out a hefty stack of the thick terry cloth diapers, and grabbing a few diaper pins, came over and got to work. Soon enough Gohan was in 5 of the diapers, and Goku tugged the plastic pants over them with ease, though Gohan was sulking a little. "what's wrong buddy?" He asked. "wanted thicker!" Gohan whined. "oh, but if I made them TOO thick, you wouldn't of been able to wear my OTHER gift for you." Goku chuckled and winked. "...huh?" "one second." Goku said, then disappeared using his Instant transmission move to go into a spot by the house where he'd stashed a box, and opened it before teleporting back. getting what was in there made hadn't of been easy in the afterlife, but Gohan was worth the effort and Goku came back, holding a onesie that was in the orange color of the gi he wore, and had Piccolo's school for marital arts on the back. "what do you think? King kai helped me ma-" Goku was saying, holding it up. then Gohan tackle hugged him, knocking him to the floor and was hugging him. Eeeee! I wuv it! fank ku fank ku fank ku fank ku!" Gohan squealed, and honestly his squeal hurt more then the tackle had, and for a second Goku worried about the windows breaking. "this will have to go under your bed with your other little guy stuff, but for now, how about daddy gets this on you and then we'll go out and play tag?" Goku asked. His answer was a big smooch on his cheek, and a crinkling of the plastic pants as Gohan wiggled his bum back and forth.

Dressed in his onesie, and holding daddies hand, Gohan waddled outside and was just so happy. sure he only got a little bit of time with daddy every year, but daddy always one up'ed himself. as they started to play tag, with goku purposely letting gohan get the best of him, the big baby only had one thought. 'I can't wait for next year!'

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sundial-bee-scribbles · 5 years ago

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hAPPY BIRTHDAY STINKY CHILDREN!! 🎉🎊

lucian’s birthday - december 31st

luna’s birthday - january 1st

i had a more detailed picture for these two but i don’t think i’ll be able to finish it today since i’m busy with new year’s things, and also just im going back to school on thursday anyways so T v T i’ll be swamped with things and might not finish it for a while (will post it eventually though!!)

STILL wanted to draw something for these children though considering they’re like, some of the few ocs that I have that actually do have determined birthdays??

so yeah!! happy birth to both these kids, who also respectively died on each others birthdays lmao

#my art lol #lucian #luna #happy birthday #party hat #WOW i still feel lowkey bad about drawing like. an oc birthday thing #instead of like a real person birthday thing #stinky children!!!#well lucian's more of a bastard than his sis cause i mean HE ACTUALLY COMMITS MURDER? SO #but still! his sis kinda catapulted him into the huge mess that is the other half of mrc so yeah #wow we're just adding more and more to the lucian posts on this blog here huh #at this point it's just becoming a lavoie family blog lmao with mostly lucian posts #LISTEN NOT MY FAULT THESE STUPID KIDS ARE GETTING DEVELOPED MORE THAN OTHER KIDS #they have one of the biggest messes of a storyline anyways so!!

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ponyo737 · 3 years ago

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Mama-Marinette

Basically Marinette mothering everyone

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It started with Nino and Kim back in kindergarten

If they got hurt, she had band-aids

If they needed a hug, there she was

Nap time, she would do her best to tuck them (most to the teachers' amusement)

Her basically being a mom became a joke between them

She babies her class, more so after she becomes class president

She's not a flustered mess around Adrien and actually acts like a functioning human being around him (or acts like a mother)

When it’s cold, she carries sweaters in the size of the ones she KNOWS will forget theirs (she may sometimes forget hers but never forgets the other's)

She adores babysitting, even if the kids sometimes are little demons, she absolubtly loves it

When it’s time to get scores, she brings cookies and gives those who got 18/20 or more on their exams

Everyone is very jealous of Max and Adrien, who often get high scores in every exam and thus receive cookies every time

Kim and Alix compete a lot and the winner always immediately turns to Mari for praises

Either Adrienette or Lukanette

Adrienette because Adrien getting babied by Mari as Adrien and Chat and even more babied post-reveal and/or post-Hawkmoth

Lukanette because Luka acts like a dad sometimes and Mari acts like a mom so they will smoother the hell out of people

She usually fixes her classmates clothing and no matter how much they insist she doesn't allow them to pay

Her mothering people as Ladybug

After they're akumatized she asks if they're okay

She comforts children after they were akumatized

She coos at little August after they defeat Gigantitan and insists that she can carry him, no Chat, don't take him away from me

She assures Mr.Ramier that it's okay and that he shouldn't blame himself for getting akumatized too much

She comforts people and always lets them know that feeling is okay

When it's someone's birthday, she will make little cute cakes as gifts that everyone loves

She sometimes gets baby fever, which makes her incredibly moody

When after a baby was akumatized while she was feeling baby fever she burst into tears while holding them

Marinette acts like a proud mother A LOT

She has a camera full of pictures of her friends

If the Adrientette is platonic instead of romantic, then Adrien is like, this is my maman now, no, I'm not replacing mom, but Mari is my maman now.

Gabriel was very confused when one day Adrien started babbling something about a mom (when he finally showed for dinner, that is)

Kagami is very confused when Marinette goes mother hen on her for the first time

"what is happening?" She will whisper to Adrien from where she is leaning her head on Mari's shoulder after fencing practice (Adrien is lying on her lap)

She adopts her friends with parental issues

"I'M ADOPTING THIS SAD CHILD!"

The class introducing her to others like "This is my mom"

She babies Marc

She often tells him "Do as I say, not as I do" because they're both anxious beans

She absolutley ships Marc and Nath when she notices they both have crushes in each other and wingmans for either of them

Luka recognizes Marinette from those times Juleka mumbles about her and is happy to meet the girl who babies his sister almost as much as he does

She babies the kwami after she becomes guardian

She makes them their favorite snacks

Makes them tiny accessories

Cuddle sessions with all of them and they have turns to sleep with her

They don't call her Master, most call her Mari or Marinette and some even jokingly call her maman from time to time

Some of them have gone through bad holders like Nooroo and Duusu and although it may have been years ago she still comforts them about it

Plagg is one of those who had many abusive holders in the past and Mari smoothers the hell out of Plagg when she sees him (he eats it all up like a stinky pice of camembert)

Plagg is one of those who teasignly calls her maman

She is conflicted on who to give the shovel talk when Alya and Nino start dating because Alya is her BFF but Nino is her childhood friend (she gives it to both of them at the end)

When Lila comes around, the class is actually smart (Marinette raised them better than that)

It starts when it weirds them out when Marinette doesn't baby Lila, sure, Lila may be new, but new classmates have always been mothered by Mari if at least a tiny bit

They start investigating

They do research instead of believing their every word

They fact check

They ask for evidence about the things she has made

They don't really believe what she spills about Mari because it just does not sound like her

You know how Adrien tells Mari about the high road? Here he mentions it but Mari immediately tells him that's wrong and explains why

She learns that children are stupid, and she's not talking about the kids she babysits, she's talking about her classmates

"ALYA STOP GOING AFTER DANGEROUS AKUMAS"

"Alix, no- are you really asking why can't you skate down the stairs?"

"KIM GET DOWN HERE! YOU'LL GET HURT! HOW DID YOU EVEN GET UP THE CEILING LIGHTS?! I DONT CARE IF IT WAS A DARE"

"Nath, sweetie, please go home to sleep, you can finish this drawing tomorrow"

"IF YOU DIE AGAIN CHAT NOIR, I'M GOING TO FREAKING MURDER YOU"

She makes pride month accessories for her LGBTTQ+ friends

Mari is very protective of her classmates

More so with:

Adrien, regardless of if it's platonic or romantic, she is very protective of him, she gives him snacks because he doesn't eat enough, she often takes him away from Lila and Chloe if they're hurting him, comforts him about things at home

Chat Noir, she is protective of him as both Mari and Ladybug, as LB, they hold each other close after hard battles if they're free, she hates watching him die in battles, so she too tries to protect him, and she sometimes brings him croissants for after patrol because he looks exhausted and as if he were to pass out, as Mari she feeds him too, he sometimes doesn't eat enough or skips meals (he feels too lonely eating) so they have dinner or breakfast together, she invites him into her room for cuddling, and pets him as both LB and Mari

Rose, in this she already knew about Rose being sick and mother hens her a bit more than the others, it's not too obvious, but she worries a lot about her, she or Juleka are usually the ones that take her to the nurse's office ans they both visit her at the hospital

Nathaniel and Juleka, the two of them are extremely anxious and have gone through a lot by Chloé as years went by just like her, she is always encouraging them and supporting them

Nino and Kim, they have been babyed by her the longest and so she grew protective of them as time went by

Ivan, people are quick to judge him and he had been bullied a lot for his size, she hates it when people are rude at him for no reason or blame him for his looks or the way he seems to act (he may seem rough but he is actually a sweetheart)

MARI BABYING NOOROO AND DUUSU POST-HAWKMOTH

She gives them their favorite food

Lots of cuddles

She assures them they can just call her Mari or Marinette and don't need to call her Master and jokingly tells them that they can even call her maman if they want

They call her maman

She has pet names for her classmates and some she uses in general for everyone

Doesn't matter if it's platonic or romantic, Luka is the one that babies Marinette and will do it often

At first Mari is confused because she usually is the one doing the babying and is this what it feels like???

She likes spending time at the Liberty with Luka because they often just snuggle while Luka strums his guitar

Marinette is very touchy, Luka discovered, and she loves cuddling

He makes sure she eats enough and stays hydrated when she's going through a inspirational/creative time where designing is one of her top priorities

He will often call her pet names like my melody, sweetness, baby, sweetheart, honey and sometimes more

When Luka meets Marinette it's almost all like canon except when he calls her "Ma-Ma-Marinette" she just giggles because of how much it sounds like Mama Marinette

(May make more, IDK)

#mlb #miraculous ladybug #mominette #platonic relationships #adrienette #lukanette #MamaMarinette #marinette sugar #class sugar #cute #drabble #fluff #what ifs #marichat

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genshinology · 3 years ago

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ayato + wishing his s/o a happy birthday

genre; established relationship au and fluff.

notes; rebiii / @hamayumis , a.k.a my beloved, the one who has been super sweet to me, happy birthday! i hope you have a blast day ahead and eat a lot of cakes bcs you deserved to be happy on such a meaningful day!! i may write this at freaking 2 a.m. so forgive me if my brain short-circuit <3

ayato is awkward.

awkward in a way people wouldn't even have the mind to think of, he is just awkward with anything about romantic relationships. growing up without a care about his own feelings or about his love life in general, when all he thinks of is his works on the back of his mind, definitely has its own perks.

it was always like that, until you came tumbling into his life, sneaking slowly into his own heart. it was hard, but eventually he figured out how to convey his confession and love languages to you in which you embarrassingly accepted.

imagine how restless he feels a day before your birthday—he is looking forward to it; it is his first time celebrating with you in his arms after all—what should he do? should he throw a grand party to celebrate it? no, he thought. he is a reserved person, so he may want to keep you all to himself.

sounds selfish? he knows. he isn't a selfless person, when all he wants right at this moment as he keeps on shifting his body onto the luxury sheets beneath him to relax his complicated thoughts is to share your day with him, and him only.

after tossing around on his big yet lonely bed, he just couldn't think of how to make your day memorable, to him and to you.

no, scratch that, he didn't even think of what birthday speech (we all know he would say “speech” instead of the informal “wish”) he wants to say to you. it's hard to think when the moon is shining brightly above the clouds, illuminating his dark room, but it's harder when he realises he never has any experience of some sorts.

prepare yourself when he knocks on your door at 6 a.m. in the morning because he is so tensed throughout the whole night, with a letter he sealed off with the official yashiro commission wax seal stamp, an array of formal essays of him randomly saying stuff about how he is grateful to have you by his side, and his special signature at the very bottom of the letter in his shaky hand, before giving it to you while you are still searching for any confirmation that he just stands in front of your house when the sun doesn't even rise yet.

nothing more, and nothing less. the letter he gives you is more than enough. please, this boy is having such a hard time brainstorming.

and although you are really touched at his efforts, slightly smiling at how formal the letter is, thinking that his way of wishing you a happy birthday is far away from perfect, but imperfectly perfect in your eyes, you realise how mess you must have look.

with your messy hair, stinky breath and inappropriate outfit, you decide to push him away from you before shutting your door right in front of him, shouting from behind that you are thankful, too, with being his partner.

you try not to open the door once again, and jump on him, and drown him with your kisses because seeing his beautiful face to start your day makes your heart goes through a marathon, but you know how horrible you are right now more than anyone else.

he doesn't take your actions seriously though, maybe just a little bit confused and maybe thinks he should hold a grand event to celebrate your day.

if he does feel like the latter, well, honestly, he may go overboard and invite all sources and people he know to make up his letter and makes you overwhelmed the moment he invites you to go near tenshukaku for your supposedly birthday party.

he, as well, may ignore thoma advices.

but of course, in the end, he wants for his darling to have the best day, right?

you will just show him your undying affections after you finally have some time to be alone at the estate.

ayato's ears become red when you smile into your sudden kiss? yes.

you may tell him that his letter is enough, no need to be that extravagant anymore and ayato seems to not understand you.

your day ends with you telling him what are the things you want him to do for your future birthdays.

this boy is so clueless, i love awkward ayato.

he will question you, why your ideas are so simple but you shut him by saying that, him being by your side is always the best gift you will ever receive in your entire life.

cue ayato being such a blushing mess that you have to make the first move and ends up with he lastly wishes you a happy birthday alongside with three simple words of i love you.

yeah, of course ayato is smooth with his words and always asserts dominance, but you can't deny that when it comes to love, he is pretty oblivious.

#🍁.works #ayato x reader #ayato x you #ayato fluff #ayato imagines #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact imagines #genshin x reader #genshin x you #gensin fluff #genshin imagines

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leossmoonn · 4 years ago

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One Day at A Time

masterlist

pairing - lip gallagher x fem!reader

type - angst, fluff

note / request - “Hi, I love your Shameless imagines! And I was wondering if you could write something for Lip Gallagher x Reader having a baby and struggling with their new life ❤️” alright so i named the baby fred bc thats lip’s baby’s name already lol also you and lip live in the house that lip wanted to buy for tammy. enjoy!

summary - you and lip struggle to raise a baby and survive

warning / includes - language, fighting, alcohol, smoking, but fluffy ending

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*gif isn’t mine*

“Lip!” You shouted.

Your boyfriend ran into the room frantically. “What’s wrong?”

“I need you to get me more baby wipes. Freddy took a big shit,” you instructed.

Lip nodded, going to the table where you kept the baby wipes. He gave you the whole packet only for you to yell at him.

“Hand me them! I have to hold Freddy down so we doesn’t roll off,” you said.

“Sorry, Jesus,” Lip muttered, handing you baby wipes each time you put your hand out.

You successfully cleaned your baby’s bottom and but on a new, fresh diaper. You picked Freddy and went downstairs with him. You set Freddy down in his high-chair, going over to the cabinet to get Freddy’s baby food.

“Are you um, are you going into work today?” Lip asked.

“Yeah, are you?” You asked.

“Yeah, I am,” Lip said.

You frowned, turning around and putting a hand on your hip. “You can’t. Someone has to watch Freddy.”

“Debbie can watch Freddy,” Lip said.

You scoffed, “She's never here. And before you say V and Kev, they’ve already helped us enough the past few months. They’re busy with their own kids.”

“Well, I need to go into work. We need the money,” Lip said.

“Yeah, and I need to go to work or I’m gonna get fired!” You exclaimed. You began feeding Freddy, your mood lightening a little once you saw the little guy’s face.

“What about working tomorrow? I thought that was our schedule,” Lip asked.

“It was, but one, I’m well overdue on maternity leave and two, my boss doesn’t care about my personal life. She doesn’t care that we are struggling to raise a child,” you explained.

Lip opened his mouth to suggest something, but nothing came out. He looked at you helplessly.

“Here, why don’t you work for a few hours and I’ll watch Freddy in the morning, then you come back home at lunch and I’ll go and work for the afternoon,” you said.

Lip nodded. “Yeah, that works.”

“Alright, good,” you said. You turned your attention back to the baby, feeding him the rest of his breakfast. Meanwhile, Lip went to shower and get ready to go to work. He came downstairs, coming over to bid you and Freddy goodbye.

“I’ll see you later. I love you,” Lip said, giving you a hug and a kiss on the forehead.

Even though you were mad at him earlier, you melted into his arms immediately. You hugged him back tightly, burying your head in the crook of his neck.

“Hm, I love you, too,” you said, breathing in his scent.

Lip couldn’t help but smile at your actions. He pulled away after a few moments, walking over to Freddy.

“I love you, too, buddy,” Lip cooed, kissing Freddy on the cheek, making the baby giggle.

You smiled at the scene, enjoying seeing Lip interact with Freddy.

“Bye,” Lip called out before leaving.

“Bye!” You exclaimed, watching him leave.

You let out a long sigh, leaning back against the fridge. You looked at Freddy, who was clapping his hands on his high-chair table. You laughed a little.

“You’re so silly,” you said, going over to him and picking him up.

“Do you want to go to the store with me?” You talked to Freddy, bouncing him up and down while walking across the room.

Freddy make a little squeak and you smiled. “Yeah, I know you want go to the store with me. I’m gonna shower and get ready, you stay in the crib, okay? I’ll be out in 10 minutes,” you said, going up to the nursery and setting Freddy down gently.

You went into the bathroom, taking a quick shower and brushing your teeth. You went back in your room and got dressed into a pair of mom jeans, a dark-purple, buttoned-up shirt and put a grey sweater over it, taking the collar of your shirt and folding it on the collar of your sweater. You then returned to Freddy’s room. You saw him on his back, sucking in his thumb. You smiled and picked him up, quietly going down the stairs. You set him in his high-chair again, getting your coat, purse, and your shoes. You also got Freddy’s little coat and hat to keep him warm in the cold winter of Chicago.

You went out to your car, buckling Freddy into his carseat. You then went to the supermarket, putting Freddy in the front of the cart. You picked out fruit, vegetables, and salad mix. You got 2 gallons of milk, new coffee creamer, and cereal. You bought a few warm-up dinner packs and hamburger meat, going to the freezer isle and getting ice cream. You then went to the snack isle.

“What should we get, Freddy?” You asked, looking at the pop tarts.

Freddy pointed to the birthday cake-flavoured pop tarts.

“Good choice, baby,” you smiled, grabbing the pop tarts. You then grabbed a few packs of chips and gum, going over to check out.

“Cute baby,” the girl at the register said.

You looked up from putting the groceries on the table. You looked at her name tag and smiled.

“Thank you, Stacy,” you said. “How old is he?” Stacy asked.

“Almost 2 months,” you said.

“Awe, so cute. I just found out I’m pregnant,” Stacy said.

“Oh, really. Congrats,” you smiled. “Yeah, my boyfriend and I are happy,” Stacy smiled, putting her hand on her stomach.

She rang your groceries up. “It’ll be $103.98.”

You nodded and took your card out and a few coupons you and Lip had collected in the past month.

“Alright, with these coupons, your total is $80.56,” Stacey said.

“Great,” you smiled. You paid with your card, gathering the grocery bags.

“Have a good day!” Stacy smiled.

“Thank you, you too. Congrats again with the baby,” you gave her a kind smile.

She thanked you as you walked out. You loaded the groceries into the car and put Freddy back in his carseat. You then drove back home, putting away the groceries while Freddy watched you in his high-chair.

“Are you tired, baby? I’m tired,” you yawned. Freddy yawned right after you, making you chuckle.

“Why don’t you take a nap and let Mommy clean the house, okay? It’s a fucking mess,” you muttered the curse words, looking around the house. Clothes and toys were everywhere. Plates were stacked in the sink and on the coffee table. The house needed to be vacuumed and wiped down very badly

You put Freddy down in his crib, turning on the baby monitor. You changed into a tank top and shorts and put your hair in a ponytail, going back downstairs to clean.

You started with the dishes, washing and drying them off, putting them back in their cupboards. You then wiped down the kitchen counter, stove top, kitchen table, and coffee table. Next you decided to clean up all of the baby stuff that was on the floor. You put Freddy’s toys in the play bins you and Lip had bought and put Freddy’s clothes in the washing machine. You then vacuumed the living room carpet and swept the kitchen tiles, making yourself another cup of coffee. You were done in an hour and a half, taking a look at your work, smiling in satisfaction. Your house hadn’t been this clean since you and Lip had bought it.

It was lunch time and you knew Lip would be coming home soon. You decided to make you and him lunch. You made chilli and salad, knowing that it would last you two for a few days. You changed back into your work uniform before grabbing yourself a bowl and sitting down, eating your lunch quickly before you had to go to work.

15 minutes later, Lip had walked through the door. You got up to greet him.

“Hey, babe. This smells good, what did you make?” Lip asked. “Chilli and salad for lunch. You can have some,” you said.

“Ah, nice,” Lip said. He gave you a kiss on the cheek, going over to the kitchen. You frowned. He usually wasn’t this detached.

“How was work?” You asked.

“Good,” Lip said, grabbing himself a bowl of chilli. “How was your day?”

“Good,” you said. “ I um… I cleaned the house and got groceries.”

“Oh, nice,” Lip said, sitting down.

"Are you okay?” You asked.

“Yeah, I’m just tired,” Lip said.

“Um, okay,” you said. “Well, Freddy is upstairs taking a nap. He’s been asleep for about two hours, so he will probably wake up soon. The baby monitor is here. When he wakes up can you give him a bath? He’s a little stinky.”

“Sure,” Lip nodded.

You narrowed your eyes at him, trying to figure out why he was acting so off.

“I gotta go to work. I'll see you later, okay?” You said.

“Okay. Have fun,” Lip said.

You slammed the front door shut and walked to your car, letting out a long sigh. You wanted to ask why Lip was acting so distant, but you knew you had to go to work. You worked as a waitress at a local diner. You had been working there for the past 3 years. You hoped to be moving jobs to what you really wanted to do, which was cosmetics, but having a baby set you back a little. You were so thankful for Freddy, though, you didn’t regret having him one bit. It just sucked a lot. But you were good at your job. you were friendly to customers and co-workers, got the most tips, and never played around. You were your boss’s best waitress, despite you always having to change your shifts.

You worked from 1 pm to 9, going back home tired, but happy you at least got a shift in. You drove home, looking forward to seeing Lip and Freddy, but once you got in the door, your excitement immediately diminished.

Freddy was in his play pen and the person who was watching him wasn’t Lip. It was Carl.

“Um, hey, Carl,” you frowned, setting your coat in the closet.

Carl turned to you, a nervous smile on his face. “Hey, Y/n. How’re you?”

“Good, thanks. Where is Lip?” You asked, putting your hands on your hips.

“He went out,” Carl answered.

“To where?” You asked, your temper rising. “Um…. to the Alibi,” Carl said nervously.

Your eyes blew wide. “What?! He went to the Alibi and left you to take care of our baby? No offense, Carl.”

“None taken,” Carl shrugged.

“I…” you started to say. You put your fingers on your temples, rubbing in circles to try and ease the headache you were beginning to have. You were able to calm down a little.

“Thank you for taking care of Freddy,” you said to Carl.

“No problem. I love the little guy,” Carl smiled.

You smiled back, grabbing your purse. “Here, let me pay you for watching him.”

“I would usually say yes to money, but I’ll say no this time. I like spending time with Freddy, he's my nephew, I like watching him,” Carl shrugged.

“Are you sure?” You asked, holding a 20 dollar bill.

“Yeah, I am,” Carl smiled kindly.

“Alright. Thank you. I’m going to find Lip. Do you mind staying until I come back?” You asked.

“Nope. Can I have some of the chilli?” Carl asked.

“Yeah, of course. Do you know how to change diapers and feed Freddy?” You asked.

“Yeah, of course. I took care of Liam and Franny for Debbie sometimes,” Carl said.

“Right, of course,” you chuckled. “Thanks, again. I’ll see you later.”

“See you,” Carl waved.

You didn’t bother grabbing your coat, rushing out of the house to find Lip. You drove to the Alibi, parking haphazardly. You went in, anger surging through you as you saw Lip smoking and drinking his liver and lungs out. He was talking with Kermit and Tommy.

“Lip!” You screamed, the whole room turning going quiet.

“Oh, hey, Y/n!” Kev smiled.

“Hey, Kev. Can I see Lip for a second?” You asked, clenching your jaw.

Lip looked at you, his eyes dropping. “Hey, baby.” He walked up to you, a stoned smile on his face.

You grabbed his hand, yanking him out to the alley behind the Alibi.

“What's up?” Lip asked.

“You! That’s what’s up!” You exclaimed.

“What do you mean?” Lip asked.

“You fucking left Freddy alone!” You shouted. “I left him with Carl. He’s fine,” Lip shrugged.

“Yeah, but you didn’t call me to say you were going to leave Freddy!”

Lip glared at you. “I don’t need to call you. He’s my son.”

“He’s my son, too! I’m his mother. I need to know who he is with! What if Carl brought over Kelly and they started having sex on the couch where Freddy could see, huh? I don’t fucking want that!”

Lip chuckled. “They wouldn’t do that. Carl and Kelly are broken up or whatever.”

You groaned. “That’s not the point! I’m tired and super stressed out. You could have let me know!”

“I’m tired and stressed out, too!” Lip exclaimed.

“Oh, yeah, I bet you are. Getting fucking drunk and stoned,” you laughed sourly.

“I’m not drunk, I had 2 sips of beer, and I worked!” Lip exclaimed.

“Yeah? Well I worked, too! I worked until 9 at night. I should be home by then! And I was the one who cleaned the house and did the dishes and got the groceries, which by the way, you are fucking welcome!” You shouted.

“I never asked you to do that,” Lip said.

“i know, but I did it because we needed it. All I wanted was a thank you!” “Well I was tired and hungry when I got home,” Lip shrugged.

You glared at him, tears clouding your vision. “You’re so full of shit, Lip. So full of fucking shit!” You screamed, pushing him back. He stumbled backwards and hit the brick wall gently.

“What the fuck, Y/n?!” Lip yelled.

“Don’t do that! You don’t have the right to question me!” You screamed back.

Lip opened his mouth to yell back, but Veronica and Kevin came out.

“Hey, you two stop it!” Veronica yelled.

“Yeah, what’s going on?” Kevin asked.

“She is yelling at me!” Lip pointed to you.

“Yeah, cause you’re a fucking asshole!” You screamed, your voice hoarse and tears running down your face.

“Oh, no,” Veronica muttered. She went over to you, wrapping her arms around you gently. “Let’s go inside and get you some tea, okay?”

You started to sob, leaning in to Veronica. Lip looked at you, his heart breaking at the sight of you so upset.

“Kev, you take Lip home and get him cleaned up, okay? Make sure Freddy is fed and changed and put to bed, too,” Veronica instructed.

Kevin nodded, putting his arm around Lip and went to Lip’s car. Veronica walked you inside, taking you to the back of the bar. She got you a beer and a hot cup of tea, placing them in front of you.

“T-Thanks,” you sniffled.

“Talk to me, baby,” Veronica said, sitting down next to you.

“Lip left Freddy home alone with Carl. I’ve been so busy and tired today. I cleaned the whole house, got the groceries. I worked for fucking 8 hours. I just wanted a little ‘thank you’ from Lip. That’s all I wanted,” you cried. “God, I’m such a fucking crybaby.”

Veronica put her hand on your arm comfortingly. “No, honey, you’re not. I understand, don’t worry, and Lip should, too. Maybe you should calm down a little and then go back home and talk to him. Really talk, no shouting and pushing.”

You took a big sip of your beer and nodded. “Yeah, that’s a good plan.”

Veronica smiled. “Do you want anything to eat?”

“No, I’m fine,” you said.

“You sure? We have some chocolate chip cookies,” Veronica smiled.

“Hm, okay. I'll have a few,” you smiled.

“Great!” Veronica squealed. She went away for a few moments, coming back with a container full of cookies.

You sat and talked with Veronica for two hours. You soon were about to pass out and decided to drive you and Veronica home since Kevin had taken their car.

“Thanks for the fun night, V,” you smiled at Veronica as you dropped her back to her house.

“No problem! Drive home safe! Call if you need anything,” Veronica said.

“Will do,” you said and drove back home, which was thankfully only 5 minutes away.

You got home, going in and seeing the living room empty. You took off your shoes, groaning in relief as your heels had been aching the whole day. You trudged up the stairs and into your bedroom. You heard the shower going but didn’t bother to go and see Lip.

You changed out of your work clothes and into a pair of shorts and a tank top. You put your hair in a messy bun, flinging yourself on your bed.

Lip came into the room with Freddy a few moments later. You noticed his presence.

“What?” You snapped.

“I just… do you want Freddy and I to lay down with you?” Lip asked.

You looked to them, seeing Freddy smiling at you. You couldn’t help but smile back. “Sure.”

You scooted over, Lip setting Freddy down next to you and climbing into bed with you. You gave Freddy a big kiss.

“Hi, baby. I’ve missed you,” you cooed.

Freddy chortled, clapping his hands. You giggled with the baby, ignoring Lip until he spoke.

“So uh… how was your day?” Lip asked nervously.

“Fine. How was yours?” You asked, not looking at him.

“Mine was uh… good,” Lip said.

“Good,” you said shortly.

There was an awkward silence between you two before Lip spoke again.

“I wanted to apologise for my actions today,” Lip started to say.

This was the first time you felt like looking at him. You stared in his blue eyes, waiting for his apology.

“I’m sorry about ignoring the work you did around the house and I’m sorry for not letting you know I was having Carl take care of Freddy. And I’m sorry for going to the Alibi and getting stoned. I really appreciate you cleaning the house. It really needed to be cleaned and to keep it clean, I promise to try and not leave dishes out and pick up Freddy’s toys,” Lip said.

You smiled at his apology, scooting up on the bed so you could put your forehead on his without crushing Freddy.

“Thank you. And the house being messy isn’t totally your fault. I need to learn to clean up after myself more, too,” you said.

Lip chuckled, “That’s something we can both work on then.”

“Totally,” you smiled.

“I’m also sorry for yelling at you at the Alibi. I’ve just been so stressed with work and Freddy. I’ve never had to take care of a baby that was my own before. I’ve always had help from Fiona and Ian,” Lip said.

You put your hand on his cheek. “I know, baby. This is all new for me, too. And I’m sorry for yelling at you, too, you didn’t deserve that.”

“It’s alright. I kinda did,” Lip chuckled.

You rolled your eyes with a smile “Well anyways, we’ll get through this together, okay? I love you. So, so, so much. And I love Freddy, probably a little too much,” you joked. “Let’s just take this one day at a time okay?”

Lip nodded and pressed his lips against yours softly. You kissed him back before pulling away, making sure Freddy was okay.

Lip smiled. “I love you, too, you know.”

You looked back up to Lip with a big smile. “Yeah, I know.”

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aight i didn't reread most of this but this almost everything in one long incomprehensible mess. have fun ^-^

ok, so picture this: a six hour drive and i'm banging out the tunes on the car's main speakers and trying to convince my dad that stray kids are good. And then, then, a certain song comes on. a certain horrible song. it's thirty seconds long and the entire time the car is just filled with the tension of both of us being too aware of how cringe the song is. this is your fault. like why. there's a cat licking your birthday cake is not the ideal car tune. yeah. oh and i may have had to skip a few emotional songs because. well. because. :). ok bye <3 ily /p teehee. shut up i'm not a softie (maybe a tiny bit but like. shut up.) i can hear you laughing at me from here you little stinky

bitch. bitch. i. hate. you. /j. i did not need to get rickrolled mid-revision. i mean, i wasn't actually revising, but i was supposed to be. no-one needs to know i was writing fanfic instead like a loser. but bitch. bitch. yeah. that's it. ly ciao

ALSO also skz are apparently gonna have a world tour this year. if we lived in the same country and like knew each other irl etc etc i would so take you to it. and yeah. also dancing to secret secret with you in a rainy twilight when no-one's watching. yeah. ok i'm gonna try and revise again.

soft. soft. why is this stupid cat song like this. it's literally called meow. i'm hugging you so much rn. maybe fighting you a little bit too. but hugging you sosososososo much. i wish you were real so i could like. physically hug you. well, you are probably real but yk what i mean. ok. i'm actually gonna revise now. bye.

soft. i am trying so hard to resist the urge to redownload the app and just leave an ask saying some dumb shit or smth and then run away again. why did you have to be so cool and likeable? /nm . lol let's see if i ever get the guts to send you all this bullshit. i'm a wuss so i'm guessing rn i won't. or at least i'll delete this bit bc it's stupid. but yeah. if you're actually seeing this. hi. (°//-//°) (⨀//-//⨀) ⨀-⨀ (⨀⨀) <- haha boobas

there is approximately 12.09 kg of human flesh for every 1 kg of ant flesh. i don't know why i went to the effort of researching and calculating that. maths. pain. suffering. not psychology revision. :| lmao. anyways. hana dul set CHEESE

you did watch bakuten? yeah i'm pretty sure you did. ok. cool. of course you did misato kinnie. yeah.

haha i feel like i should regret sending you this but oh well.

I am so many emotional very much cackling tears rage oh my god

AHAHAHAHA cryign thats ur fault for playing that playlist instead of just skz music <3<3 IN FRONT OF UR DAD ??@?@?@ IAOEBEJSOSJ theres a cat licking ur birthday cake is very u vibes okay shut upzjsheb oh. Well i just got rickrilled by ur playlist. Are u happy now. Is this what u wanted. Asshat. <3 Softie the most softie although ur probably going tk have enough reason to call me that after a few hours ahah ahaa. Hah thats ur punishment for not revising ig ^-^ cryign red face in hands yeah that would have been nice. Red face in hands tears many tears branch u absolute softie so true. secret secrwt n shes in the rain n then we inievitably slip in the rain<3 or me anyway because i cant dance for shit anymore n i pull you down w me oh my god i want to go to concerts w u and sit in the sunrise arguing n OH YMY GOD BEFORE I KET YOU CODY FRY OH MY HOD ITS SO PRETTY AND GENTLE TREE I WILK SOB shut up dont insult the cat song ur insulting urself. Basically. Dont i will literally ruin u n then hug u. Sobing actually so true i wish you were an irl so i coukd hug u too dying crying. So true i am very cool n likeable/hj but also but also i could literally say the same about u. Intriguing information thank u olive <3. SO TEUE . i . No sadly. Unfortunately i kin coach shida instead

#ily/p ohmygdowbegdi #sobbing n then many tears #one of these day i will aftually start crying/pos in a public olace bc of u n then what #worstie <3 #long post #tw caps #cryign please i was debatibg wherer to answer this or keep this in the inbox n answer in messages because owpqjdv3iabdje

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SDCC 2015 Kieran Valentine Diary

May 1st

When I left Monster High after Draculaura’s Sweet 1,600 birthday party, I was angry, humiliated and stinky from falling into that pit of eternal body odor. I stank so bad, Mom wouldn’t even let me in the house: I had to sleep in the guest room above the garage. Looking back, I can see it was probably the best thing that could have happened to me. Even my considerable powers to charm were no match for the power of the stench that surrounded me. My powers slowly weakened as I was deprived of what sustained them: the love I selfishly took from others. I was in a stench-induced imprisonment - rarely leaving the garage - but it allowed me time to do some serious thinking, and I realized I wasn’t being true to myself. Then one day there was a knock at my door, and I opened it to see a little old goblin woman with a cane staring up at me through thick glasses. “I’m Mrs. Goblin, but you can call me “Mrs. Goblin.” I’m a friend of your mother’s.” She said, “you need to get out of that room, and I need some help, so let’s go.” She turned and walked off, and, with nothing left to lose, I followed. It turned out that she ran an unwanted-creature shelter and couldn’t keep up with all the cleaning, feeding and daily upkeep. It also turned out that she had no sense of smell. “Lost it back in ‘72,” she told me. Mrs. G. ran me through the daily routines and gave me the tour. “You can start today,” she said as she handed me a mop and a bucket. It’s hard to believe I agreed, but I didn’t have any other options. The shelter was home to an unusual collection of exotic creatures: gremlins, flying monkeys, lap dragons, miniature manticores, and many others that had been picked up as strays or turned in by monsters who didn’t want them. Even though the work was hard, and not always pleasant, I began to look forward to it. In fact, I usually felt more energized after I finished a day than when I started. I felt my powers returning and every day I got stronger. Eventually, I mentioned it to Mrs. Goblin who snickered, “You emotional vampires never get it - stolen love is just empty calories. I’ll never sustain you for long.” She could tell I still didn’t get it. “Love that’s freely given is the most powerful source of energy in the monster universe. You’ve been coming here every day, taking care of these critters, showing them kindness, and the only thing they have to give you is their love - and believe me, they have a lot to give.” I couldn’t believe what she was telling me. I must have been standing there looking stupid because she said, “Close your mouth before the the flies get in and go clean the flying monkey cage. They’ve been throwing stuff again.” I was in a daze. Why had no one ever explained this to me? Rather than dwelling on it, I was just happy I finally knew.

May 3rd

I now know that I did it - stealing love - because I thought that’s want an emotional vampire was supposed to do. But it never felt quite right. I thought if I kept doing it, it would eventually feel right. But it only made me angry and frustrated. Then when Draculaura called me - well, Toralei, really - I thought that if I could get the heart that got away, it would change me and everything would be fine. But I was just a real pain in the fang to everyone and made a fool of myself. So I’ve come to a conclusion: being myself has to be easier than not being myself, right? Back then, I hated the thought of who I really was, and that conflict made me become someone who wasn’t me. It’s time to be true to myself, but it’s scary.

July 1st

Today was my one-year anniversary at the shelter. As I left the garage, I ran into Mom. She sniffed. “You don’t stink anymore.” It was true - the stench was gone. I gave Mom a hug and told her it must be due to what I’d learned from working for Mrs. Goblin. I thanked Mom for telling her I needed help. Mom looked at me strangely, “What are you going on about? I don’t know a Mrs. Goblin.” What? I ran to the shelter but when I got there it was boarded up and empty. How could this be? I crawled through a broken out window. A thick layer of dust covered everything and it looked like no one had been there in years. Then I noticed a piece of paper on the table where Mrs. G. used to sit and drink her tea. It was a not addressed to me:

There’s nothing more I can teach you. The rest will come when you put what you’ve learned into practice. Know that you are loved for what, and who you are.

Sincerely,

“Mrs. Goblin”

P.S. Do the right thing or I’ll come back and make you clean out flying monkey cages again.

July 2nd

I decided that I would try and “do the right thing” by heading back to MH to try and make up for my mistakes. I thought if I hid in the shadows and helped the couples of MH, you know be a Cupid to what was my destruction of love, I could make a difference and they would see that I was a changed monster. Well, my intentions were good, but things did not go as I had planned. I kinda, no, did, mess things up. Luckily, it all seemed to work out in the end, I guess, just not as I had hoped. I don’t think any of Draculaura and her friends will ever really trust me. And while I hope one day they can see I have changed, I know it will take time, too. I guess I can’t expect them to just forgive me right away. I will say one good thing hopefully came out of it. While attempting to hide in the shadows I bumped into a student I didn’t recognize. He said his name was Spelldon Cauldronello, he had only been at MH a couple weeks as he had been traveling with his older sister. Meeting him totally made me space and forget to send a text that was supposed to help Clawd. He asked if I went to MH and I said I was just visiting, but I would love to go to MH one day if I can. He said he’d keep me up on the groanings on around the halls if I wanted, so I gave him my number. At least the trip wasn’t a total stake. I do wish I could figure out how to make it up to Draculaura and her friends though. I know now that real friends help each other with their problems, not try to solve them for them.

July 7th

I was tempted to stay in my room today and treat myself to a monstrous blue funk, but, instead, I walked aimlessly outside until I found myself sitting on the beach watching the sun go down. That’s when I noticed something unusual partially buried in the sand. I pulled it out and die-scovered it was an ornate lantern caked with seaweed. I brushed it off... and got the shock of my unlife! The lantern began vibrating and glowing, like I had awakened something inside and it was not trying to get out. I dropped it like it was hot and fell back as smoke swirled up and out of this thing. When the smoke cleared away there was a ghoul floating above me. “I am the djinni of the lantern. What is your wish?”

July 10th

The djinni’s name is Whisp and we have something in common: the direction of our unlives changed because of Monster High. We shared our stories and struggles; neither of us has made the beast decisions, but we both want to be better monsters. We talked so much that Whisp had to remind me I had three wishes. I asked her I should wish for and she said, “I cannot tell you what to wish for, nor can I tell you what not to wish for, but I can say be scareful what you wish for.” I laughed and told her that sounded ominous. She didn’t see the humor in her statement. “Wishes are tricky things,” she replied, “They often have a mind of their own and don’t always come true in the way you expected.” I thought for a moment, and wish I could go back to Monster High and fix the things I had broken. Whisp rose into the air, her eyes glowing, and said, “As you wish.” Instantly, I was back at Draculaura’s Sweet 1600 party, only I was dressed like a repairman - tool belt and all. Headless Headmistress Bloodgood stood in front of me with her hands on her hips. “You need to repair the barrier around the pit of eternal body odor before another monster falls into it!” This wasn’t what I meant by “fixing what I had broken,” and there was no way I was getting close to that pit again. That’s when the other students saw me. A very large minotaur pointed his finger at me, “There he is again! Throw him back into the pit!” I wished myself out of MH and back in my room just in time to avoid another dunking. Two wishes down, one to go.

July 12th

Whisp has been very apologetic but she needn’t be. I wished for something so general that it could have been granted in numerous ways. What I really wanted was a chance to do something unselfish for the monsters I hurt - to give and not take. When I started working for Mrs. G., there were times I wished what someone else would do the dirty work so I could just play with the creatures. Now I know I just wished it to be easy. Whenever I was in the middle of something particularly loathsome, Mrs. G. would cackle, “Sometimes work stinks, doesn’t it?” The first few times she said it, I wanted to drop everything and go home. But I stuck it out, and, although I still have a long way to go, I’m a better monster for it. Unlife is a lot of work and I guess some problems aren’t meant to be solved by wishing them so. Speaking of wishes, I need to think of something non-ambiguous for the last one...

August 1st

I summoned Whisp today to grant my final wish. I admit I put it off because I was being selfish. I’ve never had a friend like her, and once my last wish is granted, the lantern will move on and I will probably never see her again. I considered freeing her from the lantern, but I don’t think she wants that: she loves being a djinni, appearing in new places and granting wishes. But I know she gets lonely at times, so this was my wish: “Whisp, I wish we could always be friends.” Whisp rose up, her eyes glowing: “As you wish!” I could see her smiling as she turned to smoke and returned to the lantern, which shot up and disappeared. I thought for a second that my wish wasn’t granted, but then my iCoffin lit up and I noticed a new app icon that looked like a little mirror. I tapped it and there was Whisp! Now, not matter where in the monster universe she is, we can talk to each other! “Yes, Mother, I’m talking to myself down here.”

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childoftermina · 3 years ago

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more deep moonchildren hcs

Moonchildren cult headcannons

-Moonchildren think that non-members are worthless (unless youÂ´re interested in joining, that is)

-also; once a year, for only one hour they return to their "rotting state", once fully decomposed ascension is 100% done (their "birthday to be specific)

-they believe that they are some sort of angels -rosa´s physical materialized appearance lacks perfection; for some reason her "body" still shows signs of decomposition (even when itÂ´s not her ""birthday") ex: rotten fingertips/tip of the nose and bloody, almost black eyes, "mold" around eyes, mouth and any larger "hole", really ((like her ears..and her nostrils and yeaaaaaaaaaa YOU KNOW,,,,,,,,,,,,,)

-they call their original deathdays their birthdays as they believe to be *truly *born after ascension

-all of them are more than happy to educate you on their beliefs

-and they're also quite proud of their beloved Luna as well

-some of them are rather arrogant, however neither Kelbris or any other member to be exact approve of such behavior

-Kelbris and ´higher´ members will definetely adress the unfitting behavior..and yes, they can get yeeted out the cult

-if they sin(ned) too much or tell people about secret rituals

-same thing goes for unaccepltable behavior, by the way

- unacceptable behavior; being arrogant (also towards non-members), being rude to anyone, bullying, disobeying general rules -the moonchildren think rather highly of themselves so others should, too

-that is why they are all always well behaved

-it is not allowed for moonchildren to pick their own husband/wife

-if they are dating eachother, however, a higher member needs to approve

-higher members AND Kelbris document every belief-related conversation

-the meet up every two days and talk about conflicts, upcoming events etc.

-new members are welcomed on full moons and full moons only

-if a member wants to leave their cult, there is another ceremony where the facial scar get´s cut off

-after leaving you will NEVER be able to re-join -did I meantion that you can't leave after ascension either ?

-after leaving and before joining it is not allowed to attend meet ups

-if there is an issue you will probably get a letter and an 'Appointment´ with a higher member which will then discuss issues/matters with you

-yes, a letter with a wax stemp and ALL

- moonchildren don´t mess around either,,,,,, they will hang out with you, even if they despise you

-they also use the "sister", "brother" principle ((the call eachother sister and brother...higher mebers get adressed with uncle or aunt,,and well...Kelbris is the father while Luna is "Mother"

-literally...they call their actual parents by "Father" "Mother" yet they call Kelbris "their father"...like "good evening, my father" sometimes they´ll say "dear" instead of "my"

MORE MOONCHILDREN HEADCANNONS:

#creepypasta #ben drowned #jadusable #ben arg #moonchildrencult

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philliamwrites · 4 years ago

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sunkissed

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Pairing: Albedo / Aether

Tags: #kissing, #morning softness, #fluff

Words: 1.6k

Summary: “Don’t,” Aether laughed, rising his shoulders to hide his skin from Albedo’s hungry mouth. “I’m stinky after yesterday’s battle.”

“No.” The tip of Albedo’s nose grazed his sensitive skin. “You smell like the sun. Always warm. As if the sun loves you. As if it wants to cling to you as long as possible.”

Notes: A birthday present for my lovely friend. This pairing just butters my biscuits, fam.

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sunkissed

»’cause you’re so lovely, you’re so lovely, i can’t help but fall for you, love when you love me, it’s so lovely loving you

When Aether awoke, he was all alone.

He opened his eyes in a sleepy daze, and as his hand reached out to his left, he found the crumbled sleeping roll empty and cold. Immediately, he startled fully awake as if struck by lightning, his mind clearing from sleep and dreams that tasted like ashes on his tongue.

“Lumine?” he said out loud—the first name he remembered ever speaking, and the last he wanted to be his dying breath. But when usually his sister would come to his aid, trained to respond to the sound of his voice from childhood, to rise from bed when Aether cried, to run to help him when he fell down, now he was all alone inside the tiny tent.

No. Not quite alone.

It’s his first day in Teyvat all over again after he’d regained consciousness and called out for her, and had found Paimon in her stead, drifting in the ocean stretching before Starsnatch Cliff. Now, her little snores filled the suffocating quiet and coated his throbbing heart in a soothing balm labelled companionship.

Aether thought that with time, missing Lumine would become easier to bear. That he’d simply grow dull and time numbed his feelings. Clearly, he was wrong, and Father Time was not that kind.

He crawled outside the tent, quietly so he wouldn’t disturb Paimon, and emerged into the early sunlight winking through the tree crowns. Their little campfire from yesterday night had lost its battle and died hours ago, and Aether shuddered when a light breeze stirred its ashes into the air.

That was when he spotted Albedo sitting at the top of a slope. He hadn’t noticed Aether waking up, his eyes fixed on the horizon where clouds had gathered in the east, and the rising sun lit them in brilliant shades of reds and corals and violets. His hand, holding a fine brush, danced across a canvas, trying to capture that ephemeral beauty with lithe fingers Aether knew were capable of much more than painting. His chest tightened when he thought of yesterday night. Their quiet voices and hushed whispers as they tried not to wake up Paimon even though all Aether had wanted to do was scream Albedo’s name when he finally came as Albedo’s rough thumb had grazed the tip of his member. Thankfully, Albedo was kind enough to swallow all of Aether’s moans and gasps, leaving his mind completely fogged and drunk on his kisses.

Aether tried not to think too much of it as he went up the slope where Albedo sat, overlooking the vast valley stretching out under them.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” Aether asked. He stretched in the morning’s light, delighted by the early warmth and slight breeze on his skin. “I wanted to see the sunrise with you.”

Albedo’s eyes drew lazily from his canvas to Aether’s waist, watching how his shirt rode up and revealed more of his skin without allowing his hand to stop once as the brush mixed reds and blues. “I tried. But you just drooled.”

“That’s a lie.”

A smile crept up Albedo’s face. “True. But you looked too lovely to wake up. Like you had a good dream,” he said so seriously, Aether felt heat rise to his cheeks. His arms dropped back to his side. He couldn’t handle Albedo’s honesty first thing in the morning.

Albedo rose an eyebrow. “Am I wrong?”

Aether did have a dream. A dream about Mondstadt’s Windblume Festival where all his friends had gathered around a table in Angel’s Share, and in the centre, like the sun holding its own universe, sat Lumine, beaming at him.

“Happy birthday, brother,” she’d said, intertwining their fingers just like on the day they were born.

“Happy birthday, sister,” he’d said, touching his forehead to hers just like during their days spent inside their mother’s womb.

How much he longed to be with her again.

Aether exhaled. He hadn’t realised he’d been holding his breath until that moment. Albedo must have heard him, for he raised his head and his gaze met Aether’s, and he wondered how much of the endless black hole that his grief cut into his heart Albedo could see.

The corner of his mouth pulled up into a rueful smile. “No, you’re right,” Aether said. “I had a dream. A good dream, indeed.”

Albedo stopped painting. His eyes were the colour of the ocean after a storm, clear and bright and deep enough for Aether to drown in them. He wanted it. Aether wanted to be swallowed whole. Become tiny, pocket-sized, perfectly fitting in Albedos’ palm and be devoured. Be completely consumed until nothing was left, and all of him belonged to Albedo only. What a wonderful mess that would be.

Quickly turning his eyes away before he dropped to his knees and begged Albedo to take him right here and now in the open, Aether tried to douse his desire by gazing out at the sublime scenery. A flock of birds took flight from a nearby tree, their song echoing through the valley. Clouds drifted over their heads on their lazy journey over fields and rivers, taking unrecognisable shapes as they told stories about every place they’d seen. Aether envied them.

“You know, in the world where I’m from, it’s always night,” he said. “Sure, it’s beautiful, we have so many more stars than you guys. And moons. But it’s the same. Wherever I looked, it was always the same. But this—” He waved his hand at the sky above them. “Your sky changes every day. It’s always different, the colours, the clouds. Dawn, dusk. I didn’t know words like that existed when I first came here. It’s beautiful.”

Albedo followed Aether’s gaze, considering the landscape in front of them. But his eyes—suddenly ablaze, a roaring fire—drew back on Aether as he said, “It truly is beautiful.”

Aether didn’t feel beautiful. He’s pretty sure his bed-hair was still sticking to all sides and his clothes were rumpled. But Albedo never failed in making him feel wanted, desired. Be that in the early morning hours without having his face washed or teeth brushed, or on the battle field with blood and grime spattered all over him.

Just like now, Albedo was able to make Aether come undone with a single gaze of those piercing, ocean eyes.

“Let’s go back before Paimon wakes up and throws a fit because she thinks we’ve left her,” he said and turned around before this would turn into an unholy, filthy ceremony out in the open not even the Archons should witness.

Aether didn’t come very far. Halfway down, Albedo caught up to him and in a flash, seized Aether’s wrist. He pulled him to a nearby tree, and a second later, Aether felt rough bark against his back. Albedo closed the distance between them in one step. His hands cupped the back of Aether’s head, his mouth slanting down over his, hot and sweet as tea with honey. Aether ran his teeth lightly across Albedo’s bottom lip, and he made a guttural sound that raised the hairs along Aether’s arms. He pressed his body hard against Aether’s, lowering his head to kiss his throat, to lick and suck at the pulse point where he could feel the beating of his heart.

“Don’t,” Aether laughed, rising his shoulders to hide his skin from Albedo’s hungry mouth. “I’m stinky after yesterday’s battle.”

“No.” The tip of Albedo’s nose grazed his sensitive skin. “You smell like the sun. Always warm. As if the sun loves you. As if it wants to cling to you as long as possible.”

Aether’s knees buckled. How could simple words like that make him forget his own name. In Albedo’s hands, he turned to clay, left at Albedo’s mercy for he was the potter and Aether would become anything to please him. Albedo’s fingers traced his curves, the dips and hollows of his body as if he were describing a painting in gilt and ivory with each rush of his hands. Aether raked his hands over Albedo’s body, trying to find purchase before he completely turned into a puddle and dissolved between Albedo’s fingers. His hands caught on the belt strung across Albedo’s chest, and they both halted for a second as they waited for a heartbeat that didn’t come.

Albedo exhaled softly as he lowered his forehead to Aether’s. “If I had a heart, it would hurt for your burden.”

“It’s fine,” Aether said. He took Albedo’s hand and put it over his own heart. “Mine is enough for both of us.”

Albedo smiled. He pressed Aether’s knuckles to his lips, and murmured against his skin, “And what a magnificent heart it is.”

Aether held onto Albedo so much, just a little more and they’d become one. It felt like they were the only two people on this earth, just the two of them off to see the world and all its wonders. Aether wouldn’t mind. He wouldn’t mind if tomorrow came and all of Teyvat’s people fell into an endless slumber, and eventually completely disappear. Until recently, Aether hadn’t know it was possible to love someone this much. That if the world were to end tomorrow—if Aether were to have just one wish before it would all end in darkness, it’d be to wake up to Albedo’s sunkissed face in a quiet place they called home, built with their own hands. If that wasn’t love in its truest form, then every fairy tale Lumine used to tell him was a lie, and it was up to Aether to write his own story in which he’d make sure to burn so bright by Albedo’s side that even stars envied them whenever they come together to create a whole new universe.

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lee-scribbles-and-doodles · 3 years ago

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S2 ep5

I'm so pumped!

Asdfff Sam landing on Max and Bosco landing on him

Mr Featherly just knowing they're in the afterlife... because he studied the classics

Aw, Sam actually wants to help Bosco

Oh, a Moleman!

"Serving the finest vegans"

Oh hey, Harry is here

"Aw, cute Max. A little goth moleman."

Harry is death now.

Sam just got cat-called by a moleman

"Ooohee look who can fill out a suit." "Why I never!"

Max is too small to climb the ladder properly so ge has to jump up the rungs 🥺

"You can't see over the wheel, Max." "Facist."

The Desoto died!?

Featherly laid an egg??? Trans featherly???

Max and Sybil are gossip buddies🥰

Ew Sybil and Ave are getting married. 🤢 (Honey date the monster or Superball)

"Cake at a wedding? Ooookay."

Oh, Monster is having a rough time

Aw, Max offered to be the priest at the ceremony 💕 (Sybil declined but still)

Lol, Max has the wrong idea of what a shotgun wedding is.

I can kind of understand Sybil's apprehension at allowing the boys to be part of the ceremony tbh

Ghost Mama Bosco!?

She still looking fine as an old lady tho

She's still after Bosco for wrecking her store (although she still doesn't realize it was her own son)

Aw, she actually wants to see more of Bosco

Flint is still looking for Bosco

Aw, we can give the Ai to Jimmy

Oh no, it woke Maimtron up!

Did we just kill Timmy???

Oh hey, Past Sam. I knew that one cutscene was going to come back.

They sure are making a lot of hell freezing over jokes

Oof the tourette jokes are back. REALLY hope they get swapped out with new jokes in the remaster

Max's big kick before jumping down the manhole

Max landed on Sam's head

The Soul Train is actually cool looking

Jurgen!?

He's being so petty. Why would the boys save him when killed them???

Hugh Bliss!

He's just... staring... with his head on backwards...

"That a list of swear words!" (Proceeds to say every one and gets censored each time)

Brady Culture too. Is everyone here?

"I'm in hell, and I'm happy."

"--But none of that matters because I finally found someone who believes in me: Satan."

Oh hey, the big door had Sam and Msx art on it

Oh, Demon Sam and Max statues

Sam the devourer and Max the destroyer

Bosco's hell is being naked in front of others?

Santa is in hell!

The Desoto is in hell :(

Grandpa Stinky!

Aw, Sam wants to save them all

Sybil still does therapy?

Lol, we can make Bosco scare himself.

"See you around naked Bosco." "I don't think I'll ever stop seeing you." "Save me!"

Imma just take the laughing gas

Santa hates kids haha

Max is allergic to dogs?

The Desoto only goes like 6 mph and only honks :(

"I hope when we die, they put our hells close to each other." "It'll be like a sleepover that never ends!"

Boy it took me a bit to figure out the Santa and Elf puzzel

Let's move on to Stinky

So are Girl Stinky and Grandpa Stinky not related?

I got a book. I think that's all we can do for now until we get Timmy.

Satan won't even give the boys the time of day

Harry is looming over Timmy.

Have to distract him. I guess it's time to put the monster out if his misery.

I feel so bad 😥

Oh, poor Timmy

Welp, back to Stinky's hell

Sam using the karaoke machine 😳

Ok, saved Stinky's soul from internal damnation

Omg it took me way too long to figure out what to do with the laughing gas.

"Vamoose!" *fire's gun*

At least Basco and the Desoto are free

Satan just tricked Sam into trading his soul 😮

Max's ears drooping when he realizes Sam is gone 😭

Noooo! Not Peepers!

Sam's personal hell is a life without Max 👀

Sam's sad walk 😔

Leonard is in a hell closet

"Peepers said he was my partner." "What!? Nobody steals my sidekick!" "I always thought you were the sidekick." "Heh, sure Sam."

"Max, meet demon Peepers." "Oh, hi!" "Demon Peepers says he's my partner and best friend." *Max proceeds to kill demon Peepers*

Omg the Soda Poppers are Satan's bosses!?

Omg do I get to kill them now? Pls let me kill them!

They beat Brady to death!?

They've been planing their rise sins s1 ep1???

They're after the boys because of one bad birthday? What crybaby!

They're firing Satan!

Flint, Bosco, and Mama Bosco cutscene us everything.

Mama Bosco is gone :(

"I did wipe your windshield for you." "Oh, I er, must have left my change in my other suit! Max?" "I'm naked."

Satan's proud of the boys haha

The stripper is the monster

All the men are into it. They're all gay, bi, or pan now you can't change my mind.

Bosco likes to be nude apparently

Mr Featherly doesn't have his vest on!

Abe, you really aren't winning me over

Oh, Timmy is a Poppers fan. Poor child has no taste.

Let's steal Satan's stufg

Let's mess with Hugh

"I hope I won't have to bend over provokedly to--" "That's enough, Max."

Oh wait, I didn't check on Sybil

Ew, Peepers is seducing Sybil.

"I hate to say, but Peepers is kind of sexy." "Ha, if you're into short guys with annoying voices!" 👀👀👀 Max, you just described yourself

Dick Peacock!?

Yay, we saved Sybil!

Whizzer is trying to make Girl Stinky eat the forbidden fruit

Grandpa Stinky is alive!

Awe, the Stinky's are a surrogate family

Culinary dark arts

Oh, that's what the baby book is for.

She's a cake!!!

Aw, Grandpa is upset he turned her into a cake

Oh, I think we were suppose to do the Stinky puzzel before the Sybil one.

Specs is trying to win the C.O.P.S. souls?

Ok, figured out how to save Chippy

Hell yeah, Chippy rocks!

Specs didn't give him the golden fiddle! What a rip!

Ok, time to help the Stinky's! Let's get the boys drunk!!!

Poor Monster 😞

Drunk Abe is showing remorse

Yay! Girl Stinky is back!

Of course we can't just give hell back. Poppers gotta make it difficult

Welp, down into the pits or he'll we go.

Oh hey, the sleigh. Yay for tome travel

We made hell freeze over!

Sam letting Max pick up the phone because they froze he'll over 🥺

Sybil decided to let Max officiate ❤

Oh! I see what we have to do

The Miriachi!

By Popper fucks!

To the wedding!

Still wish she were with Superball

Aw, Sybil looks good in her dress

"Hundred bucks say they don't last three months." Thanks Flint

Max stole the flowers 👀👀👀 Him and Sam gonna get married. That's the only option

Leonard!

Aw, the boys let Abe and Sybil take the car ❤

#soda poppers #sam and max #sam & max freelance police #freelance police #freelance husbands #sam & max #sam and max freelance police #sybil pandemik #flint paper #bosco #mama bosco #girl stinky #grandpa stinky #lee plays sam and max #agent superball

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