#hearing impaired husband

[aspiring-writer-hidden-voice]

🦻

“And don’t even get me started on—” You pulled the phone away when you heard the front door open, smiling widely as his familiar footsteps approach. “Gotta go, he just got home. Talk soon!” The call ends with a press of your finger before you place it on the counter and begin to knead the dough you’ve been working on.

His footsteps approach once he sheds the heavy boots he always wore, entering the main living room as he huffs beneath his breath and removing the outer layer of his costume’s top half to drape it over the back of a chair before sitting in it.

“Hey, I’m making pizza. What toppings do you want?” One of your brows rises when no answer comes from the man currently focusing upon some paperwork mere feet from you at the nearby dining table.

Not even a twitch.

Well that’s odd…

“Green and red peppers with extra sauce okay?

Nothing. The man simply continues to work. As if he didn’t have a care in the world.

A confused expression fills your face as you pause from meal prep and rest open palms upon the counter.

“Hello?”

One of his hands reaches up and runs through his hair but he doesn’t even look at you.

Your tone grows a little harsher. “Hey. Don’t ignore me.”

A grunt sounds from him, making you think he had finally responded, but then your brow twitched when he instead checks his phone. It had vibrated which had initially caught his attention, not you. Seriously…what the hell?

“Hey!”

Again no indicator came from the man who was making some changes to the papers in front of him.

“HEY, YOU WITH THE FACE!”

The palm of one of his hands rise to cover his mouth as he yawns.

“You son of a—” You seethe when a tilt of his head tilts just right so his red gaze meets yours for a fleeting second, earning his confused expression.

Without another word you march over and carefully press the tip of your finger against the hearing aids within his ears, earning a grunt from him, and then you inhaled.

“WOULD YOU LIKE SOME PIZZA?!”

“AAAAHHHH! MY EARS! WHAT THE FUCK?!” His hands instantly rise to cover his ears as he practically growls and hisses at you while the little machines in his ears whine in a high pitch. “WHAT YHE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!”

“My problem is when my idiot husband doesn’t use the hearing aids like the doctor told him to and I end up screaming myself hoarse trying to have a conversation with him.” A sigh slips from between your frowning lips as you adjust the volume on the hearing aides. “I thought you were mad at me for something or you got tired of me all of a sudden…”

A huff sounds from him as he draws you to sit within his lap, arms wrapping tightly around your wait as he draws you closer so that his head rests upon your chest. “Sorry, it wasn’t your fault. Just a crappy day and didn’t want to hear anything for a while.”

“You had a sensory overload, huh? You can take breaks you know.”

“…yeah…”

“Do you want to turn them back off?”

“…no…”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“…no…”

Your arms wrap around his head as you rest your cheek upon his hair. Gently you rock him side to side before whispering softly into his closest ear. “You want some pizza?”

“…yeah…”

“Gimme a kiss?” A soft giggle sounds from you when he presses his lips to your cheek without hesitation.

“Love you.”

“Love you too. Now let’s go make that pizza, you deaf dog.”

He chortles then howls with laughter as you stand from his embrace, not resisting when you lead him into the kitchen by a hand. “How long have you been wanting to do that reference?”

“A whole month!”

“You cheeky little—”

“JIMMY~ WOULD YOU LIKE SOME PIZZA—” The rest of your sentence is lost on the shriek and laughter that spills from you when he flicks a puff of flour into your face.*

Inspiration 👇

Inspiration 👆

[humiliation4brenda]

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[ID: Two images. The first is a tweet by evil natalie / ciatradwife that reads: "Be not scared, my child. venture deeper into the forest and pay tribute to my shrine. I am one of the highest rated local deities with over 3000 positive reviews". This is followed by a three-panel digital painting. The first, largest panel shows a person in a red coat, with black hair, standing in a dark forest, looking scaredly up at a giant forest deity with a body of leaves or moss in a shape like a pine tree, with two skinny black arms gesturing at the sides, and a head made of the skull of an antlered deer, with further spikes on the back, saying in green speech bubbles that seem to glow in the dark: "Be not scared, child. Venture deeper into the forest, pay tribute to my shrine." The next panel zooms in on the scared person's face as they flinch and sweat nervously as the deity leans down to put them face to face, speaking from its skeleton mouth, "I am one of the highest rated local deities" The deity then holds out a small phone, surrounded by gold sparkles, which the person looks at in surprise as the deity continues, "with over 3000 positive reviews". End ID.]

[riding-with-the-wild-hunt]

vetted fundraisers from today. a huge and dear thank you to everyone who has already engaged with these posts - whether you donated or shared, your support is unfathomably meaningful. let's keep going with everything we have.

june 19th:

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[qdrntln4]

LILLY.

pairing: lando x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of a deaf daughter, y/n and lando's son being a menace to their dog 😭

wc: 560

notes: im the younger sister of a girl who was born blind and mentally impaired, so i know the struggles of managing a family when people from the outside pity you for something that you can't control. i hope that anyone who's in a similar situation finds comfort in this fic.

The fans were in despair. Their favourite couple, their favourite mum and dad had just found out that their daughter — their first baby — was deaf.

Lando and Y/n weren’t worried though.

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ .

Lando walked into his daughter’s room, leaning against the door frame. She was playing the piano like she always does. How amazed of his daughter he was; she couldn’t hear yet she still practiced like no tomorrow.

Lando turned the lights on and off a couple of times before Lilly turned around. she smiled at her father,

“Does this sound right?” Lilly spoke. She was always a good speaker. Even after she became deaf, she relied on her vocal chords to do the work for her. Lando always knew that she would be amazing.

Lando pulled his hands out of his pockets, signing to her,

‘It sounds amazing, beautiful. I think you need to go up one note at the end, though.’

Lilly nodded, turned around and played the same tune again, adding in her father’s advice. Once she had finished, she turned around seeking her dad’s approval. Lando gave her a thumbs up before closing her door to where it previously was.

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ .

Out in the living room, Ash was crawling around on his play mat. He was picking up his toys, throwing them around and giggling to himself.

Y/n sat on the couch with the television on. She had a magazine in her hand and rollers in her hair. She had another month off of work so she had every right to spoil herself while she could.

Daizee — their dachshund cross jack russell (…george? 😟-) — was also watching the television. She diverted her attention to Ash every once in a while, being the big sister of the house. Their golden retriever, Charlie, was lying down with Ash and letting the baby play with his ears.

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ .

Lando sat down next to his wife, giving her a kiss on the cheek before pulling her into his side.

“How’s Lils?” Y/n looked up from her magazine to look at her husband before placing the book down.

Lando nodded, tracing small patterns on her biceps, “She’s doing good, playing the piano last time I checked.” At that, Y/n nodded before turning her attention to the television.

Speak of the devil, Lilly emerged from her room with a skip. That’s what Y/n and Lando loved to see. Even after given the news by the doctor when she turned three, she never let her condition bring her down.

She stopped in front of her mum and dad before doing a little dance and running off to grab a snack from the kitchen. Typical Lilly.

When she returned and sat down on the long end of the couch, she looked over to her parents to see if they needed her attention. As if she knew, Y/n signed to her daughter,

‘How are you feeling today my sweet?’

Lilly nodded, smiling her famous bright smile that even the sea of papaya loved.

“Good!” She answered before turning to watch the show playing on the big screen.

Lando and Y/n shared a look. A look of knowing, of pride. That was their daughter. The fighter that they created.

…And on the floor was Ash, climbing all over Charlie. That poor dog.

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ .

a/n: thank you all so much for the love and support ive been recieving recently! i cant thank you all enough. here's the fic of the idea from my previous post, i hope it's up to your standards! this is also for @ladyladybuggg who wanted to read this, so i hope you enjoy my love!

[clownfcker69]

Im bored 😭😭 i played Homicipher yesterday and kinda unmotivated to draw but uhhh I LOVE MR CRAWLING SM i decided to give him some headcanons bc why not lol

My Headcanons for Mr.Crawling :

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୨୧ He is disabled! probably poor eye vision (vision Impairment) and lack of mobility in his legs (physical disability) if he were to walk he would either use crutches or a wheelchair, also uses his hands and his hearing to get around

୨୧ Doesn't cut his hair, thinks it's unnecessary because he is a spirit afterall why do spirits even need haircuts anyway? also he thinks mc might find it cute/beautiful on him

୨୧ Licks mc A LOT. not for sexual pleasure of course, he gives them love bites, licks them like a puppy because he saw a dog doing it with their owner and mc had to explain to him what it meant so he percieves licking their face = as affection

୨୧ Likes to prank mc by scaring them thinks their reactions are hilarious would hide where they least expect him but if mc gets scared to a point they would cry he would feel bad and comfort them and apologize repeatedly

୨୧ Ever since coming to the human world he is OBSESSED with the ring and grudge horror films always points to the screen when sadako or samara appear he thinks they are relateable (look wise)

୨୧ When mc is out for work he gets very sad like a dog, always whines and tugs at their leg if they have to go

୨୧ When alone and mc isn't there he cuddles with their clothing or their pillow because it smells like them

୨୧ ABSOLUTELY adores mc would get trinkets/little gifts for them (usually things from outside) to show how much he appreciates them

୨୧ Tries to understand human language, mc got him childrens story books (easier to understand) his favorite is Alice in Wonderland because Alice reminds him of mc

୨୧ Also takes on the husband role, cooks, cleans and takes care of mc he loves putting mc first his love language is being selfless even if it meant to ignore his own needs

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ALSO QUICK!!!! these are my headcanons only, they're not canon, you do not have to like them, i just think he's a neat malewife.

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I commissioned this piece from @quintilli0n (same @ on twitter as well), he did so amazing considering my prompting skills, I was lowkey brought to tears when I first saw it. It's based on this ship from a fic I write, and it is indeed a poly-ship. The fic is a canon-divergent longfic in an AU where the history of Marley alongside the Titan powers are slightly different. Anyways, below is a bunch of yap about what I was thinking when I was drafting this to quintilli0n. I got the idea of this from the 'Three Wise Monkeys', who a lot of people know by the maxim "See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.". Traditionally, this saying is supposed to be for people to avoid evil thoughts/deeds, but in a lot of modern media (mostly in the Americas), it's been used in reference to turning a blind eye to something, which is what I focused on when I was making my reference image. For Annie I chose speak no evil, I found her to be the most observant of others but especially herself. When it comes to observing herself, Annie is very critical and sees herself as a monster for the things she's done, Calie (the OC) and Bertholdt help alleviate some of that but it all comes crashing down when Annie struggles with her duties as a Warrior. For the next few days Annie forces herself to commit various acts of violence in order to reaffirm her Warrior mentality and is afraid of telling any of the other Warriors about her struggles out of fear they'll see her as some sort of "other", so I gave her speak no evil because of her avoidance of speaking out her "evil" deed of struggling as a Warrior.

For Calie I chose hear no evil. If you close your eyes, you won't see anything, if you close your mouth, you won't say anything, but you can't really close your ears, and even if you have something like earbuds in a lot of the time you can still hear the outside world. Basically, unless you're deaf, you'll always hear something, yet Calie is often unbothered by the things she hears. It doesn't matter if it's a wife begging for her husband's life or her own friends' grievances with her, it goes through one ear and out of the other. It's not voluntarily or anything, like I said it isn't possible to just close your ears, it's just how she was taught to live. Even when surrounded by violence, she doesn't hear any of it, so hear no evil felt appropriate. For Bertholdt, I chose see no evil. Bertholdt is avoidant of many, many things. He is aware of this because his ears work, but he decides that hearing it is enough. Having to actually confront, actually see the problems within himself is terrifying. Seeing the atrocities he's capable of committing isn't in him, so he just keeps his eyes closed to the world and to his evils, and instead lets other people (eg. Calie and Annie) guide him through life, even though he knows they themselves are "impaired" as well. Another reason I picked the Three Wise Monkeys as inspiration for my pose references was because of the often forgotten fourth one, "Do no evil". The reasoning was a lot more simple tbh, in the fic these characters do a lot of evil that they often forget about, which ends up hurting their relationships with the other Warriors. Once again, this was made by @quintilli0n, huge thanks to him!

[gojos-fr-bae]

Surprise!

Pairing: Gojo x fem!reader

Genre: angst to fluff

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: Cursing

Gojo Family AU

How is all of the above the same as the last post wth

Satoru gazed at you from across the dinner table as you poked at your meal. Your favorite food which you always asked him to bring for you, the holy grail, and you hadn’t even had a single bite. To say he was bewildered was an understatement. Your husband had watched you inhale kilos of the stuff and now you were looking at it as if it was the most disgusting substance on the planet. And it wasn’t even the first time.

Throughout the entire month, Gojo had noticed small differences in your behavior. You stopped drinking, slept more and have been more irritable.You’ve been leaving the house late in the day and staying out for hours. Worst of all, your behavior towards him also changed, and for the worst. You stopped greeting him at the door whenever he got home. You stopped laughing at his jokes, stopped taking showers with him, and it was starting to worry him.

“Sweets, are you sure you’re ok?”

“Yes, I already told you I’m fine so can you just let it go.”

“If you’re fine then what’s going on with you, you aren’t even eating”

“Because I’m not hungry, what, am I not allowed to have an appetite?”

You stood up from the table and began rushing out of the room but you couldn’t make it out before he grabbed your hand and turned you to face him, worry slowly beginning to morph into anger and frustration.

“Y/N please, stop pushing me out and talk to me.”

“About what?! Talk to you about fucking what!”

“I don’t know? Maybe about you’ve been ignoring me, acting weir-”

You didn’t hear the rest of his tangent as an insistent ringing impaired your hearing.The room began spinning and black spots began to cloud your vision. Your head was pounding as you lost your footing along with consciousness, your husband catching you before you made contact with the ground.

“Hey, hey Y/N! No no no, please wake up” He picked you up and rushed you to the hospital as he panicked, praying to all that is good that you would be ok.

~

“Mr. Gojo?” The doctor called Satoru into his office, showed him to the seat across his desk and began to evaluate him on what was going on with you.

“Well other than what we went over with her dieting, there is nothing particularly wrong with her, as a matter of fact, it’s very normal considering her current condition.”

“Wait- what do you mean her current condition?”

“Well…you know” the doctor said, a smile fading at the confused look draped on Gojo’s face.

“Wait, are you really unaware?”

“Unaware of what?!”

“Oh- I’m sorry sir but if your wife hasn’t informed you about the current situation then it is really not my place to disclose that information to yo-”

“What do you mean it's not your place! You’re a doctor and she’s my wife. I have every right to know what’s going on!!” Gojo’s voice was raised as he had finally run out of patience. So there was something going on with you and you were hiding it from him.

“Well sir, it is usually quite a touchy subject for couples and when I asked your wife about it she seemed well aware of the situation so I think that is a conversation you should have with your wife.”

Gojo was nothing if not pissed the rest of the night and wasted no time interrogating you once you crossed the threshold of your bedroom.

“Y/N what the actual fuck is going on!”

“Gosh Satoru jus-”

“Don’t you dare give me that I’m fine you’re overreacting bullshit because you literally painted and the doctor kept going on about your “condition” like what the hell.”

“You really aren’t letting this go?” You asked, fatigue beginning to catch up with you as you sat down on the edge of the bed. Your husband knelt in front of you, taking your hand in his and looking up into your eyes.

“My love, I don’t think you understand how terrified I was when you were unconscious. I am so worried about you but everytime I try to speak to you, you push me out. I love you and I worry because I love you. Please, please just, talk to me.”

As you looked down at Gojo you noticed how he was shaking ever so slightly. You sighed in worry before a small smile graced your lips.

“Okay, how about this, we go to bed now yeah, and I’ll tell you tomorrow night.”

“Why not right now?” he whispered, looking like a sad puppy.

“Satoru please, I’m really not ready to tell you today but tomorrow, I promise I’ll tell you everything, ok?”

“Fine,” he sighed, before tackling you on the bed, “I’m not letting go though because you genuinely scared the ever living shit out of me” he groaned into your neck, making you laugh. Oh you love your man-child of a husband.

~

“WIFEYYYYY!” Gojo called from the doorway after arriving home from a late mission. It was 11pm and he immediately jogged to your shared bedroom, slamming the door open expecting to see his loving wife waiting for him, only to find the room empty with a gift box sitting on the bed. It was a plain white box with a big red bow sitting on top of it. He slowly picked it up and untied the bow, looking around the room and calling out your name one final  time before opening the box.

Satoru felt his heart quite literally stop beating as he gazed into the box. He shakily dipped one hand into it and picked the baby onesie that was neatly folded inside it.

“Well?” he heard your quiet voice ask behind him. He slowly spun on his heel, dropping the bocks but keeping a tight clutch on the onesie.

“Really?” his weak voice cracked as his hands shook and he looked up at you, eyes beginning to cloud with tears.

“Yeah, one month.” You said, feeling your eyes tearing up as well as your husband slowly made his way towards you.

“So I’m really going to be a dad?”

“Uh-huh”

“And you’ll be a mom?”

“No shit sherlock.” you chuckled as your husband wrapped his arms around you, placing his forehead against yours.

“So you’re really, truly, absolutely, positutely pregnant?”

“Yes Satoru, I am 100% pregnant, I promise.”

“Yay” He whispered, giving you the biggest, most toothy smile you have ever seen. He was so, so happy. So, happy.

“Surprise!

“Yay!” he squealed, he was so, SO happy.

tags?:@porridgesblog

The beginning of and era~

© gojos-fr-bae

[romantichoneypie]

Headcanons for Lilith!

Author's notes:Just making headcanons for one of my favorite girls from nightmare mode, both sfw and nsfw!

Historic moment: She was born in the Victorian era, when she hears a great growth of vampires, and in the midst of this context she was born.

Family:

Sister: She is Anazareth's half-sister, Anazareth being the eldest sister while she is slightly younger,Anazareth is close to Lilith and the two became friends quickly, in addition to always getting along.

Mother: Lilith's mother was a witch and creator of curses and potions related to a vampire In the year 1790, she was one of the few witches who survived To the Salem witch trials Because of her husband, She had had a relationship before with a normal human and had a daughter who was Anazareth, she loved her husband but he died for ensuring her and their daughter's safety, and then had Lilith from a relationship with a vampire.

Father: Lilith's father was a vampire who lived at the same time as her mother,He was a thirsty vampire who ended up dying, his attacks were famous and many people were converted to vampirism because of him, he did not kill, he fed and turned his prey into vampires,In addition, she was successful with women, there is no doubt that Lilith may have many half-siblings. (if you look closely, Lilith is similar to yog and only the two have fangs and Lilith's token doesn't say anything if she's also a vampire)

Appearance:

About 234 years.

Lilith has dark brown hair with purple tips, they are not dyed but natural the slightly purple ends of the hair.

She wears the blindfold because she has visual impairment underneath, she was not born with this disability, she ended up being attacked by hunters and well they ended up throwing a kind of poison on her while she hunted, her face had scars but they were healed over time without leaving marks, but the young vampire lost her sight.

She uses the blindfold to compensate for her lost vision, this increases her other senses and in addition makes her see both through the blindfold and through the tattoos.

Even after years she still loves Victorian fashion for her it was the best thing she had at that time,because the sanitary conditions were terrible, many people died due to the terrible living conditions, the children, many do not exceed 5 years old.

Their favorite colors are the darkest ones, such as black, dark blue, dark green, purple, burgundy and red.

She loves gothic fashion and especially black color such as flats, black boots and dresses and dark jewelry.

She loves piercings, like the ones she has in her ear and maybe she has a bat between her breasts, with open wings and a moon.

She loves her earrings but sometimes forgets why she takes them off to sleep, they are a little heavier than normal, I think maybe she has a perforation in her navel like a small crystal.

Her veins are marked on her skin, in a dark blue tone because her blood is a dark tone almost black.

Sometimes she makes light cuts on her hand because it is necessary to use in some potions but she does not usually use hers because she is a vampire.

Her body is definitely cold, and for her it doesn't make the slightest difference, she doesn't feel cold or hot.

Her fangs show up in her smile when she talks or laughs, she doesn't like it very much but it's still cute.

Relationship:

Lilith is the affectionate type but in a more reserved way, she likes soft touches and kisses on the neck

She daily enjoys drinking her partner's blood as the meal of the day, although she does not consume other people's blood

She likes to teach her things like making potions, and especially when you help her do those things.

She doesn't consume many things like food, even though flesh and blood from animals, even so she keeps sweets and other things in the fridge for when you're there with her.

She is definitely attracted even by the smell of your blood, and that's why she loves to bite your skin.

She likes to walk with you holding your hand and showing you your favorite places in the city, such as a remote park with no one to watch the stars

She's definitely kind to you, but during sex, not exactly.

While you're both having sex, she loves to really mark you as hers, filling her body with hickeys and bite marks, her body is slightly sore the next day.

She really needs to control herself when she's with you so she doesn't bite you and transform you at that moment.

I think she really couldn't live without you after years of relationship, at some point she would turn you into a vampire, either because she doesn't want you to die or because you have some disease.

She's kind to you but only to you, and when you first met you were surprised why she wasn't as rude as the others

Her favorite body part is her thighs and neck

She loves to suck you, in every way

She enjoys having sex during your period, the taste of her blood is perfect and she feels happy to satisfy you and also to relieve your pain.

She likes to wake you up in the middle of the night with kisses on the neck and massaging your breasts

She is jealous but not exactly because of you but if someone flirts with you she would get very angry with the person and ask Anazareth to put a curse on the person

She doesn't really like affection in public

She can use potions to increase your horniness level

Kink:

She loves back scratches

Bites and marks will always be on your body in the morning after you sleep together

She is slightly dominant and loves accessories such as ropes and also collars

She loves to pour scented candles down her body to give it a slight feeling of warmth

You will like to overstimulate you

She prefers to give than receive pleasure, she loves to be between your thighs and also when she is up your face and you suck her

She loves aftercare for you

What does she like?:

She definitely loves reading books about macabre tales and horror stories

She likes to do piercings because she likes the slight sensation of pain at the moment and also finds it beautiful

She loves dresses and dressing as she did in the Victorian era

She loves affection especially kisses on the forehead

She loves to eat animal flesh

She likes cats and has one that sometimes enters her apartment with anazareth but he is free to come and go and only spends the nights

I think she would also like tarot a lot,and when he was bored he would read whatever the tarot cards said

She loves to sleep with you wrapping her arms around your waist and leaning her head on your shoulder

Definitely likes it when you say you like her real eyes because it was an insecurity.

She loves what sweet you are with her and worried

She loves that you want to learn how to make magic and potions

I think she likes history in general

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

Dead Boy Detectives Victor AU: Amnesia Sequel!

So, uh, hey, folks! For those of you who were waiting for the wedding chapter, this is not that. This is a five-part amnesia fic which WILL include a wedding chapter flashback and an eventual happy ending but not until after some very, very brutal misunderstandings and character arcs/metaphors/etc. Hope y'all enjoy!

Edwin opens his eyes into a nightmare.

He is in a hospital bed, but it doesn't seem like the Remake. It makes sense to have his fiance next to his bed, but there is absolutely no way that the President would ever let Charles Rowland sit by his bedside.

Edwin rips his hand from Charles’. “Charles,” Edwin says, and his heart is swooping in his throat, because he cannot risk Charles being hurt after everything he has done to protect him, “You cannot-”

“Why can’t your fucking husband be at your bedside?” a tattooed nurse says.

The breath leaves Edwin’s lungs. “My what?”

The tattooed woman rolls her eyes. “Your bedside? Did that bomb damage your ears, because I do not have the qualifications to deal with that shit-”

Edwin rolls his eyes. “Of course not my bedside. I am not impaired in my hearing. You said my husband.”

“Uh, yeah, right fucking there,” the woman says, gesturing to Charles with the stylist from her tablet. “Charles Finch-Rowland. That hasn't changed in the two days you've been in that coma."

“Charles what now?”

“Edwin,” Crystal says, leaning in, “Tell me you’re fucking with us and that you didn’t lose the last three months of memory.”

(Aka: Edwin gets amnesia. Things go brutally, brutally wrong.)

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[soujux]

24 for 2024 — BL Series Wrapped

Despite my lack of posting and writing last year, I still spent so much time watching series. Honestly, more time than the time I spent working on several final paper. So, here's a semi-comprehensive summary of what I watched and enjoyed.

I watched 24 shows in 2024. Not including Your Sky, because it's on-going.

3 from South Korea. 4 from Thailand. 17 from Japan.

Released in 2024

Show titles and the little notes I wrote while being half asleep.

I Hear the Sunspot

Kouhei fell first for hungry boy Taichi.

Friends-to-lovers in my Japanese BL? Fork found in kitchen!

Kouhei has an auditory impairment, so Taichi (tries) to help him with his studies.

Taichi ultimately fails, but wins Kouhei's heart anyway.

Cosmetic Playlover

Mamiya works hard (serious) but Sahashi works harder (romantic).

Domestic fluff.

Men in a women dominated workplace.

Is this considered an office romance?

Perfect Propose

Burnt out office worker (Hiro) stumbles upon a younger man (Kai) who claims to be his fiancé.

Forced proximity if you squint.

Flirty aaah Kai.

Takara's Treasure

Grumpy Takara/Sunshine Taishin/Mountains

"Is it true that gay people exist?" - Taishin probably.

Asexual characters (Source: Me)

Japan presents its favorite "senior/junior" trope.

It's 25:00, In Akasaka

Yuki wants to be a star, so he acts in a BL show with super star Asami.

Oh, they also know each other from college.

Sensual melodrama with a fake-dating trope.

Love is Like a Poison

Lawyer Ryoma thinks he's in a legal drama when he's actually in a BL.

Sexy Lawyer x Sexy Scammer = Fluffy Downbad Boyfriends!

Haruto is Ryo's husband, but is also my wife (crime of the century).

Well-written characters for a well-written story.

Happy of the End

"Fuck it. Guess we both ain't shit." - Haoren and Chihiro

They were, in fact, not happy at all.

Unethical use of sex toys.

Read warnings before watching.

My Love Mix-Up (Thai)

A Japanese culture incorporated in Thailand made possible by making Mudmee half Japanese.

Just confused boys (Atom and Kongthap) falling in love.

Century of Love

Grandpa san waits a hundred years for his wife to be reborn only to find out that her reincarnation is a boy (Wee).

Grandpa learns what "gay" is and fell deeply in love with his husband.

Love Sea

Rich novelist Tongrak buys flirty island boy Mahasamut and brings him to Bangkok.

Good sound design in my Me Mind drama? A treat!

Would not recommend to everybody, but if you're into a sexy romance show, then this one is for you.

It has enemies-to-lovers, pet play, master-servant dynamic, rich boy x poor boy fantasy, falling in love, age-gap, and FortPeat.

My Stand-In

Joe gets transmigrated to the body of another Joe and fatefully bumped into his crazy ex-boyfriend Ming.

A BL with the plot of a telenovela.

Let go of your morals for this.

Joji's "Glimpse of Us" plays in the background.

A Time of Fever

Donghee's actor portrayed his role as someone who wishes that Hotae isn't gay to protect him from what he went through.

A coming-of-age story of self-discovery told through beautiful mis-en-scene.

Love for Love's Sake

Isekai in my BL?! Sign me up!

Myungha is given another chance to live in a game created by god himself.

Fictional character Yeowoo suddenly finds himself a protective clingy senior.

Gay, mental illness, and actors who looks like Soobin.

Released in Previous Years

More shows and more notes written from dreamland.

A Man Who Defies the World of BL (2021)

Straight man (Mobu) gets isekaied to a BL world.

The title is the story.

A world where homosexuality is the norm, and heterosexuality is unconventional.

Minato's Laundromat S1 (2022)

Age-gap nobody asked for.

High school boy (Shintaro) falls insanely in love with laundromat owner (Akira).

This is textbook BL live-adaptation.

Takara-kun to Amagi-kun (2022)

Sweet boys Takara and Amagi navigate their relationship in high school.

Grumpy x Sunshine trope and Popular x Nobody trope

They want each other so baaaad!

God's Favor (2022)

Yashiro dies after confessing to his childhood friend Kenta, but transmigrated as Kagura by choice.

Iconic line: "Why would you come back to me as a woman?"

Kagura and Rin yuri.

Everyone is bisexual.

My Beautiful Man S1 (2021)

Me (Hira) and the bad bitch (Kiyoi) I pulled by being autistic.

Whipping boy trope.

How not to start a relationship: see your partner as a god.

Finger sucking in my BL again.

My Beautiful Man S2 (2023)

"There is no way that my boyfriend who makes love to me every night actually loves me!" - Hira about Kiyoi

They match each other's freak.

Established relationship and domestic fluff.

My Beautiful Man: Eternal (2023)

Hira finds other (healthy) interests besides Kiyoi.

Celebrity x Photographer

Life changing franchise with an actor who looks like Beomgyu.

Became the Main Role of a BL Drama (2023)

Celebrity Yuichiro and former child-actor Hajime cohabitate for a BL series.

Freak x Anxious Boy

My Personal Weatherman (2023)

Weatherman Segasaki successfully pavloving his stay-at-home boyfriend Yoh into getting horny when the sun comes out.

Yoh being too blind to see just how much Segasaki is in love with him.

The exploration of Japanese couple dynamics and "amae."

I Cannot Reach You (2023)

Yamato is in love with his childhood friend Kakeru.

Low stake problems presented as high stake problems.

Yearning and eager kisses in my BL? Aaah childhood friends-to-lovers.

Yamato has the prettiest eyes!

Sing My Crush (2023)

Everyone knows that Baram and Hantae are married except them.

Best friends to soulmates to housemates to lovers (finally)

Hantae realizes that he's gay after acting upon it.

Singing in my BL as usual.

To wrap-up this comprehensive summary, I'm rewarding certain shows with special awards, because it's so much fun that way.

Best Writing

Love is Like a Poison (2024) - Ryoma's narration gave the show so much personality, but the most commendable about this show was how it kept getting better and better. The ending was perfect, because it provided the audience with continuity while simultaneously tying all the loose ends. It was not greedy! It understood what the show needed, especially for Haruto's character.

Love for Love's Sake (2024) - The concept of isekai is not new, but this show added its own twists to made it one of a kind. There were great choices made in this. It knew the perfect time to reveal information that would greatly benefit the narrative. Not only that, the show also managed to surprise me by being a mental health advocate. A little fact, this had one of they saddest break-up scenes I've seen last year.

Honorable Mention: My Beautiful Man S1 (2021) - The show provided me so much space for thinking, wondering, appreciating, and understanding of Hira and Kiyoi's relationship. The story had conflicts unique to the characters, and it was overall, so literary. The monologues were my favorite part along with the switching of point-of-views.

Most Beautiful Mis-En-Scene

A Time of Fever (2024) - This show bathed in sunlight! The yellows and oranges are so beautiful, so fitting for the coming-of-age theme, and so perfect for a prequel that's supposed to tell a story of the past. Every location is well-lived. They don't feel like sets, but real places. The camera work is perfect! Each frame is deliberate. There is a quality of intruding that makes all the scenes between Hotae and Donghee so raw. It's just an overall eyecandy.

Honorable Mention: Love for Love's Sake (2024) - The show has one of the best camera works on this list, but I did find it repetitive. Everything else is so pretty though.

Best Scene

Hira's Self-Pleasuring Scene in Episode 1 of My Beautiful Man (2021) - Hear me out! This scene surprised me, almost appalled me, so much. However, after rewatching the show 4 times at least, I grew a profound appreciation for the scene in connection to Hedonism. Hira wasn't even touching himself! He's merely looking at Kiyoi's face and thinking about him. I'll be talking more about it in a post one day, but you've got to give me a chance first.

Haoren and Chihiro's "first kiss" on the boat in Happy of the End (2024) - Well, something about them going on a date, kissing for the "first time," and Haoren telling Chihiro he "wants to die," altered something in my brain. The vulnerability was so loud—I swear I can peek into Haoren's soul if I looked into his eyes long enough. I've never experienced a scene like this before.

Best Official Soundtrack

Re-Move On by Gemini and Fourth - The impact of this OST is undeniable. Not only that, this song is so good! I'm glad they kept the streak of good songs since My School President.

geometric by osage - This song genuinely fit the feeling of Love is Like a Poison, and the sound directors perfectly knew when to play the song at the end. I genuinely see the show flash before my eyes whenever I listen to this song. It sounds like the ending of an adventure. Too bad, it's not talked about enough.

Other technical awards will be added in future lists once I get better at my production classes. Best editing, best script, best score, and everything else are way out of my expertise. I'm afraid I'll have to pass on this first. Here are categories created without much logic, just instincts:

Certificate of Appreciation for Better Sound Design

Love Sea (2024) - After the hell my eyes went through in Love in the Air, the company finally improving the audio equipment, and doing a better job at editing the recordings. Listen, it's not perfect, but it's definitely better. Hearing Tongrak and Mahasamut despite the harsh winds, and the lack of actors accidentally touching the microphone again made my ears so happy.

Certificate of Appreciation for Prettiest Kiss

Takara's Treasure (2024) - I've seen better and stronger kisses, but the way Takara kisses Taishin is just so beautiful. They are pretty kissers—visually pleasing lip-lockers. You can almost feel how soft their kiss is through the skin.

Certificate of Appreciation for Cutest Characters

I Hear the Sunspot (2024) - I really love watching Kouhei and Taichi individually the most. They interact with their environment delicately, full of care, understanding, and full of kindness. Both Kouhei and Taichi are very big characters, in my opinion, that's why the show somehow felt underwhelming, because I feel like there were so many unexplored and underexplored areas in their stories. I'm in dire need of a season 2.

Overall Best Show in 2024

Love for Love's Sake (2024) - I only have feelings about this show, not thoughts. The writing, cinematography, acting, chemistry, editing, and message won me over. It's one of those shows that you think about for so long after watching it. If I loved it any less, I might be able to talk about it more.

Watching in 2025

I literally got a iQIYI subscription for Your Sky. I'm also watching Perfect 10 Liners, because nobody told me it's so funny and cute!

I'm looking forward to Ticket to Heaven and Love You, Teacher this year. I hope they meet my expectations, because they both look so promising.

[celestie0]

Hear me out…

Gojo Satoru pretends to be blind to pick up chicks, but then he end up talking to a girl who appears normal and they hit it off really well.

Until she reveals she only has 10% vision (basically blind) and she’s really happy to find someone else who’s vision impaired.

So now he gotta play along, keeping up the blind act until things end with the girl. Which they never do and they end up getting married?

(Up to you if he tells her or not in the end)

Tbh this just came out with one of my brainfarts and you’re the only author I trust to either respectfully turn the idea down or insane enough to write this.

LMAO i would write this as a crack fic oneshot bc GOJO…….what tf are you thinking pretending to be disabled to pick up girls?!?!?!?😭🤚🏼

it’d be like that meme where that guy pretends to be a random lady’s husband at the hospital while she’s giving birth to get out of getting a speeding ticket from a cop, and he ends up actually spending the rest of his life with that woman & raising her son just bc the cop keeps following him around to make sure it was all true 🤣

tbh he’d probably never tell her he wouldnt have the guts haha

[kit-williams]

Seven Brides for Seven Brothers

@bispecsual I decided to write another using my favorite scene from a movie I really adore (yes in this technically Captain Arkyn would be one of the brothers but I decided to just make 7 others)

tw: kidnapping

Captain Arkyn looked at his boys. "Now remember. In and out. Do not give them a chance to scream or else we have to awkwardly explain what is going on. And we don't need the Inquisition on our asses. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Captain." The seven of them spoke as he let them out into the city to go collect their mates.

Arkyn walked over to the pilot and slapped his shoulder. "Aye a real trooper ye are."

"This makes us even Captain." The pilot only grunted as he took the time to woo his mates... usually but he owed Arkyn a lot for helping collect his recent mate.

"Of course Bjorn..."

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Volak saw his little husband flirting with another man and it made his teeth itch as he could hear his laughter, "No I don't think I could give you a kiss. I'm such a bad kisser." He says, Volak knew that was a lie but he watched his little husband continue on, "Oh okay just close your eyes."

Volak quickly and quietly snuck up behind the other man and knocked him out as he took his place for that kiss causing the smaller man's eyes to flutter open. "Volak?! What are you-" Was all he managed to get out before a gag was pushed into his mouth as he grabbed the now thrashing man and started to rush towards the ship.

One Bride down.

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Algir slunk closer to the house with his bride and purposefully left the gate open so their hound would wander out allowing him to lure them out. Algir sat near a window and started to whimper and whine like their hound. "Charlie.... it sounds like Rigby wants to come in."

"Well Rigby can wait I'm still cleaning up his mess."

Well Algir had time at the very least....

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Baldun had a feeling that his little bride would behave as he walked up to her door and knocked. He gave the little girl who answered the door a warm smile and knelt down, "Hello little one. Would you call your big sister for me?" He watched her nod.

"Sis! Sis! It's Baldun! He's back." She said oh so happily as she gave the Space Wolf a hug and Baldun held her close looking at his little bride as he gave her a predatory smile watching her flinch to a stop.

Baldun's eyes seemed to glow so very predatorily as he beckoned with a single finger for her to approach. A gentle kiss to the side of her head. "Little one. Go pack up your things." He said before whispering to his little bride, "You try to run and I will make sure you will never see her again. So you either come willingly or I take her instead." Baldun looked at her and watched as tears started to roll down her cheeks and he licked them away. "Go pack what you need. Any heirlooms you wish to keep. I'll wait right here... oh and dearest... I'll know if you try to run."

Two Brides down.

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Olgus' and Svat's little husband and little wife were as thick as a pair of littermates as they walked arm in arm just singing something. It was Svat who let out a sharp whistle and his little wife was looking around for the wolf whom had basically trained her to listen for it.

"I know what I heard!" She huffed as she pulled him closer to the alleyway.

"I know but that could have been anyone. I miss Olgus just as much as you miss Svat but they're gone off to go save someone else. Listen just treasure the memories I mean hey we can always boast to our families that we survived being fucked by a space marine." Olgus' little husband joked.

"Or you could enjoy being always treasured." Svat said scooping up his little bride as she squealed happily and gave the space marine messy drunken kisses.

She didn't notice how her friend struggled against Olgus as his senses weren't as impaired and he knew something was wrong but...

Brides Three and Four were gotten.

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"Charlie... he sounds so distressed." Algir could hear their sickly mother say as Algir had turned up the whimpering and whining to include some distressed barking.

"Alright I'll go let him in." They said as they walked to the back door and opened it. "Rigby?" They said before stepping out and Algir should have waited just a little bit longer before he messily grabbed his little bride. But they managed to let out a half distressed cry before he rushed off with them.

Bride Five aquired.

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Rune Priest Odus looked down at his little bride as she was part of a local watch as there was now growing suspicions... someone had gotten messy or someone was seeing what they were doing. But he admired his little lamb as she was trying. She practically jumped out of her skin when he simply said hello to her. Her nose was rosy from the slight chill. Oh Odus was going to spoil her rotten, her being his soft little bed mate... she jumped at her own shadows even. "Oh Odus I thought you were gone."

"Yes well I managed to get away for but a moment and I had to come make sure you'd be okay and tell you goodbye." He said playing his role as if he wasn't about to snatch her up. He practically melted at how she smiled at him and the way her hands were so small in his.

"I'll miss you Odus... I'll try to be a bit braver for you." She said looking down and blushing giving Odus the perfect opportunity to summon a spider spirit and when she looked up and saw the space marine hand sized spider on his chest... he watched her jaw drop... her entire body tense out of horror before she fainted. He could smell that she had pissed herself too but Odus hardly minded as he hummed softly dismissing the spirit and picking her up as he rushed off.

Bride Six obtained

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Hvold was excited to grab his bride as he went to her usual spot under the bridge. He could see her sitting close to a small fire she no doubt made. He could see the tremble of her form as she was cold and Hvold was going to insure that his darling would never have to survive like this again. Oh yes he admired her for being able to survive like this but now being her mate he'd show her how good of a provider he was.

"Hvold?" Her soft voice fluttered across the wind as he walked closer. She got up and hugged the warmer man slightly disbelieving that he came back for her like he had said. She was so use to disappointment. "You... you came back for me." She looked up at him with wet eyes as he just nodded.

"Of course I did. I told you that you were my mate and as your mate I refuse to let you continue to survive out here." Hvold said looking at the tattered backpack on her back as he just picked her up and radioed Arkyn.

Bride Seven gotten.

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Arkyn grinned as the seven space wolves rushed into the ship. Though Baldun had an extra little female but Arkyn knew that before as his bride needed... encouragement to come willingly. She'd make a fine mate for someone else when she came of age or find a husband amongst the chapter serfs. His eyes roamed the humans there as most of them looked scared. "Bjorn get us out of here." Arkyn ordered as the ramp slid shut causing the distressed mates to watch the way out close and they were sealed to their fates.

What had happened tonight would be chalked up to a strange coincidence of kidnappings or murders that no one would dare to suggest that it was the Space Wolves doing. Even though it was their doing as the several sobbing humans seemed to cry harder when they got to the ship and realized no one was going to help them in fact their captors were being congratulated.

There was a bit more sobbing on the ship that night but in time they would accept their places as mates.

[ebaylee422]

Mending Our Home PT. 1

Dad!Steve Harrington X Mom!Reader

Author’s Note: We be needing more daddy Steve people. As well huge trigger warning for any of those who have struggled staying or getting pregnant. You are seen and heard and we should normalize talking about it. Because you are not alone! I have many other fics for you to read if this is too graphic. This is still a insert because it's an ongoing timeline, I have kinda started a series for Dad!Steve. So again, I'm thankful for those of you who do decide to read it and respect the ones who cannot!

Summary: Steve picks you up for work on a particularly hard day. Neither of you realized how much your life could change in just a few hours.

Characters: Steve, Reader, Teddy Harrington (oc child), Dr. Kerr (oc, readers doctor), Wayne, Joyce, Robin and the OG Posse of Nuggets.

Warnings/Tags: Graphic description of miscarriage!!!! I cannot say this more, do not read if you are triggered by hospitals, blood or anything of the type.

Word Count: 3.8k

Waiting on the dial tone as you called home, Steve was alone with Teddy. So you knew to wait and give him a few rings before trying your hand again.

“Yello, Harrington Residence! Teddy ‘member what we talked about when the phone rings?” You could hear the faint giggles and little voice respond ‘Yes, Daddy.’ 

“Hi babies, it’s me.” You responded, tired voice evident of your distress.

“Teddy go in the living room and get your stuffy.” Steve asks him with sicky sweetness a small distraction “Hey, what’s going on? Are you okay?” Steve voice lowers his voice,

“I’m not feeling to well Stevie, boss let me off early. Could you come pick me up?”

“Yeah-yeah of course-. No not that stuffy the other one, we’re gonna go on a car ride to Nana and Pop-pop’s.” Shriek of Nana Joyce rung through the phone, splicing straight through your skull. “I’ll be there soon, just hold on for us. I’ll bring you home.”

“ ‘Mkay, love you. Don’t break any traffic laws.” You leaned against the cool metal of the phone box.

“I love you most. I’ll see you soon.” With that the dial-tone rang back and you set off to sit on the curb of the diner, waiting for your husband. He came not even 20 minutes after your phone call, parking job shoddy at the very least but all in one piece nonetheless. You stood slowly, Steve sprung out of the car opening the passenger door just shy before you could reach the handle. You leaned against him as he hugged you, arm limp at your side. Fatigue overtaking your body when you finally sat down in the car, mostly.

“You okay, Sweets?” Steve knelt down to eye level, putting his hand on along the roundness of your knees lovingly. You sighed, hunching over. 

“I swear if this is the first trimester of pregnancy aches, I don’t think I could possibly give birth again without an assortment of drugs lined up at the ready.” You tried to joke, blowing a laugh out your nose. Which made Steve smile bright and big. 

“Well unfortunately we burnt up the singular Russians lab years ago, so I can’t get you anything foreign.” You both laughed, “Have you eaten anything yet?”

“No, everything makes me want to puke my spleen out.” He got up and set your bag in the back, shuffling for something else behind the seat. You got the courage to swing each leg into the car. Leaning into the leather seats, it was pretty muggy outside. Steve’s head came into view again with antacid and water, along with a brownie he’d made the other night with Teddy. Dancing to Bob Segar’s greatest hits. You smiled taking the pill and the brownie, he opened the water bottle placing it between your thighs. He leaned over placing a kiss onto your forehead, unnecessarily aiding you with the seatbelt and gently closing the door before hopping in the driver's seat.

“Stevie, you shouldn’t be driving this late give me a minute. I was just scared to be by myself.”

“I’m fine, scouts honor.” You furrowed your brow at him, he was beat up so much in high school his vision and hearing is slightly impaired on one side. “I know the way home like the back of my hand, I’ve gotten used to the blurriness.” Hunger subsided but the pain slightly increased as he was driving home, something felt wrong. Pressing yours eyes shut to aid in the nausea, wringing your knuckles into the leather seats as waves crash over you they stopped with a sharp inhale.

“Hey what’s going on? Not sleeping already are we?” his eyes flickered between you and the road, placing a hand on top of your thigh. Shaking your head, realizing that probably wasn't the best idea as you fought not to get sick in Steve’s BMW. Not that it hadn’t happened before, you were both 21 for a whole year. 

“I think I just over did it today, I bet a bath and definitely some sleep and cuddles will help. I’m all dizzy and cramping.” Groaning, pushing the back of your head into the cushion behind it. Holding his hand tightly, breathing through the cramps. 

“Do you want to go to the hospital?” Steve asked, rubbing his thumb along your knuckles.

“It’s okay, just wanna go home and be comfortable.” You assured him as he turned to go home. When finally seeing the dim parking lot relief oozed for your shoulders as he pulled into the assigned spot. You unbuckled, he held tightly to you walking through the apartment complex, up the stairs to the apartment. Only letting go as he started a bath. Sitting on the edge of the already made bed slightly confused, everything was dizzy and blurry until Steve knelt down in front of you. Helping you to the bathroom, sitting on the toilet while the steam clouded the mirror.

“Okay, here I set everything up. If your okay being alone for a minute. I’m going downstairs to make some dinner quickly. I’ll check up on you, then we can go get Teddy from the Byers if you’re feeling better. Otherwise you know Joyce and Hop love the company now.” he kissed the top of your head closing the bathroom door behind him. 

Beginning to undress, moving the water between your fingers to see how hot it was. Taking off the now ever tightening diner uniform, stopping at your underwear there was a small red spot. You’d had a rough birth with Teddy, your doctors weren’t concerned for later pregnancies. The cramps came over you once again distracting, nearly knocking the wind out of you. You quickly sunk deep into the rose scented waters, moving your hands through your wet hair. Beginning to massage your abdomen, it was extremely hard, the pressure was unbearable. Then white shocks of pain started flowing through your center, twisting relentlessly. You groaned and thrashed slightly in the water, you couldn’t catch your breath. There was burning going down your legs, you opened your shut eyes to see the water turned a bright red. You yelled for Steve in shock, pain and so many other things bottled up inside. Hyperventilating, when the door crashed open you were barely able to keep your eyes open as Steve rushed to you. Diving over your frame, lifting you out of the water and a towel wrapping around you. You saw lights flickering to and from each eye, small pinches in your arms. Darkness came over your consciousness, pain subsided.  Waves of movement and lights came about once in a while, as well as voices. Several voices through time and time again, until you opened your eyes to strange surroundings. Waking up from a really good nap, taking in your surroundings; beeping of monitors, extremely bright lights, a sickly clean smell with a mix of sale metal. Moving just your eyes around you could tell it was a hospital, there was warmth to your left hand. You dizzily tried to move your head to look over, Steve had one hand in yours while the rest of himself was toppled over leaning on the other propped up by his legs. Rubbing and scratching at his scalp, 

"Stevie?" You said just above a whisper, his eyes met yours. He jumped forward on his feet, leaning over the bed.

“Baby? Oh my god,” he brushed your hair from your face, endlessly kissing everywhere. Feather light kisses on your hand, cheek, temple, jaw and forehead, “I thought I wouldn’t see those beautiful eyes soon enough, Jesus Christ,” he pressed a button on the wall and a faint red light flickered. You yawned with a dry mouth, suddenly aware you are hooked up to the beeping machines. Along with an IV and Blood bag, there was also something taped to your leg. You shifted trying to sit up comfortably when an extremely tall older man pushed the curtain open.

"Woah, hold on there Mrs. Harrington. You're quite freshly out of the ER. I'm an anesthesiologist, just checking you feel alright before I get Dr. Kerr. Any confusion, chills or feelings of vomiting?” you shook your head, feeling some drowsiness but overall not terrible.

“Great, and any pain I should alert your charge Nurse of?” you shook your head again, moving your taped up hand over your stomach feeling excessive fabric there. You looked at Steve who held tension in his eyes, “alright well, I wish you a speedy recovery ma’am, I’ll let my colleague know you’re ready.” the man wrote something on the clipboard, before walking out and shutting the curtains again.

“Hey, you’re here. That’s the only thing that matters-” Steve started.

“What happened? Is the baby okay?” you asked him scared, his face contorted with pain. Sitting back down pulling his tiny chair closer, hanging his head in shame. Red, all I saw was red. Those words were so similar to ones said to you, what seemed like a lifetime ago. They rang through you like a séance but desired something else this time, you felt Steve’s other arm reach up holding yours fully in place. He was shaking before he came up for air,

“I’m sorry Sweetheart, there’s nothing I could do. I-” The curtain ripped out to reveal a stout man your primary doctor and a even tinier woman full of gusto. Who you knew to be Dr. Kerr and a probable Nurse,

“Evening Mr. and Mrs. Harrington. Just wanted to give you a final diagnosis as well as some time for us to discuss after care.” Steve wiped his face, you looked at the wrinkles in the curtain. Dazed with all the drugs you were probably on, everything felt dry. You didn’t even realize you were smacking your lips until a cup appeared in front of you. It was ice chips with a spoon added to the top, the woman handing it to you nodded before stepping back behind where Dr. Kerr had sat across from Steve. “Mrs. Harrington, do you remember much?” you shook your head in response, Steve reached out to hold the cup as your free hand scooped up ice slowly. The cold crunch sent a shiver down your spine, a hand still tangled with Steve’s rings rolling against each other. “Then please know that I’m giving you the facts and that it may indeed be hard to hear.” you took another scoopful, making short eye contact with Steve before putting the spoon back into the cup. "We weren't able to save the baby, it was an ectopic pregnancy. Have you heard of them before?” You shook your head. “It was the main cause of the abdominal hemorrhage or severe bleeding, so you unfortunately miscarried…” You swallowed hard, looking at Dr. Kerr for the first time since giving birth to Teddy. His eyes were a dark blue, rich with knowledge and no doubt pain. You felt your heart grow heavy, breathing then swallowing. Repeating the word over and over again.

“Miscarried.” You said out loud, out of body only stating it as he did without hesitation.

“Yes, there would have been no way to save it. It's very important that you know it's not your fault, as well the risks moving forward fertility wise are concerning but always possible." You felt so many things at once; numb, angry, relieved more than anything from the pain. Steve’s voice churned you from your thoughts,

"Why's that?" Steve asked, holding your hand a bit closer to his chest.

"More often than not after one ectopic miscarriage, the risk for another one is extremely high. About 1 in every 10 women, which is more than a simple miscarriage. As well, since we did have to expel the rest of the fetus. We have no way to measure fertility until the future, it determines how suitable the uterus will be unless we simply try other means of procreation. Those I'm afraid are very expensive but worth the health and wellness of your partner. If you wish to continue to have a child once she’s healed, you're both fairly young. There will be plenty of time for you Mrs. Harrington." Your heart was shattering, tear slipping into the collar over your starchy hospital gown, Steve pinched his nose sniffling with you.

"I would like to keep you here for at least 24 hours if that's alright, you may stay with her unless they run a test or scan Mr. Harrington. Otherwise, you'll be shown some exercises by physical therapist to prevent blood clots. To just give us more peace of mind that you will not hemorrhage again. Since the blood loss was towards the extreme as well as the circumstances. I do not want to take any chances, despite how much I enjoy your family.” Looking at Dr. Kerr you gave him a hopeful smile, “You'll be moved into a private room shortly for the remainder of your stay, I have walks scheduled every four hours for you to do with a Medical Assistant. Until they clear you from a one person assist, please do not try to do much but the assigned walking and of course eating in an hour would be fine. Is there anything else I can do for you tonight or questions that you have?" He reached out holding your shoulder comfortingly, like a father figure would. 

“No.” You shook your head, tears hadn't stopped since he entered but your breath finally catching when you spoke clued the other into your own misery, guilt swarming between all of you.

“Our family is in the lobby, when can they see her?” Steve asks for you, you look up from the curtain across the walls to his face. His eyes, red, heavy with dark circles and so swollen, lips dry and his hair a mess. He looked so young next to you, you were both so young barely 25.

“As soon as she is completely aware from the general anesthesia, and moved to the private room. However, now that she is awake I will need you to step outside into the hall Mr. Harrington.” You shoot your eyes to the doctor.

“Why?” you ask, your voice is so quiet and hoarse. 

“Just a precaution while my nurse asks you a series of questions. Because of how tragic the event was we just need to ensure somethings.” You start to speak, but Steve squeezes your hands.

“It’s okay, Sweets. They probably just, just want to confirm my story. I’ll be right in the hall waiting for them to be done.” Steve stands from the chair pulled next to your bed, and places your hand on the side of the bed before walking out with the doctor. You finally notice Steve is in light brown scrubs, they open the curtain where dozen of others are either alone or holding their sick loved ones. 

“Oh I almost forgot, sorry it’s my on-call night. But healing should be about 2 to 4 weeks, so nothing should be inserted into your body after they remove the catheter.” You curtly nodded at him again as Steve walked with him shaking Dr. Kerr’s hand. Shortly after a tall dark skinned woman in dark blue scrubs comes over and closes the curtain.

“Hello Mrs. Harrington, I’m Nurse Maywood. I need to ask you a series of questions, are you alright with that?”

“Yes, ma’am.” She moves to the foot of your bed so you don’t have to strain to see her.

“Alright I need you to answer as truthfully as possible each time. First one, how are things going at home?” You almost laugh, until her raised eyebrow shows signs of extreme seriousness.

“We’ve been working a lot, both my husband and I. While taking care of our young son, until tonight things have been blissful.”

“Has any of yours or Mr. Harrington’s behavior's changed due to this pregnancy?”

“No.” Her brow raised again, (blanking) you to continue. “I’m sorry, is Steve in trouble?”

“Mrs. Harrington we just want to ensure your health and safety.”

“Steve is a wonderful husband and father, he picked me up when I started having pain tonight despite taking care of our son as well. He has never emotionally or physically hurt me or my child.”

“That’s enough for me, Ms. I am truly sorry for your loss, and do recommend postpartum therapy for all women I see. You are not alone.”

“Yes, I appreciate the gesture. I just need my family now.” She smiles, respectfully leaving bringing Steve to you again. Followed by more Nurses in scrub but the original pitete Nurse from Dr. Kerr.

“Hey, you needed me? Did everything go okay?” you nod at him, with a somber smile. The two people look at your chart, one walks away before one begins to speak to you.

“Y/N Harrington? We’re about to move you to a private room now, if you just step aside for a minute Mr. Harrington.” You push yourself up on the pillow a little, still extremely numb in your abdomen. The woman comes back with a large wheelchair, then takes your IV and other monitors and puts them on the tall pole attached to the back of the chair. Steve pats your head and moves out of their way, the man who spoke to you draws the curtain. They both put on gloves, Steve staying by your head as they removed your catheter. Running his hand through your hair, soothingly. They wiped everything, before coming back up to speak to you.

“Alright honey, we're going to do a two person assist to get you into the wheelchair. Since you're still quite numb and drowsy, each of us is going to take hold of the support under you, you’ll sit up completely, she’ll move your legs off the side of the bed while I hold you upright. Then we’ll use a belt above your sternum and pivot you to the wheelchair. Sound like a plan?” You nod and do exactly as they instruct, to their surprise you have more strength than they thought. “Thanks Shelby. Alright Mr. Harrington if you’ll just follow us.” it’s quite a way before he carts you into a room. The belt still strapped to your chest he pivots and assists you into the bed by himself while Steve watches from the foot of the bed. The man leaves you two alone, closing the door behind him. Steve doesn’t move, until you reach your hand out to him. He forces a smile, walking around and grabbing it with both hands. You pat the side of the bed, and try to scootch over making room for him.

“Hey, hey. I don’t want you hurting yourself, careful.” He stops your hips, 

“I just want you to hold me,” you say innocently through your lashes, Steve instantly melts. Putting his arms under your legs and behind your back moving you over just enough that he can lay sideways next to you. You have to lay on your back but it doesn’t mean you can’t turn your face to his. You brush the hair away from his eyes, caressing the side of his face, he sighs as his heavy eyes close.

“We should let them know you're awake,” he whispers to you, eyes closed. Holding the forearm caressing his face, the other had the IVs still attached so you kept it against your midsection. His free arm draped across your lap, below.

“We should get some sleep first, where’s Teddy?” he props his head on his hand with his elbow flush against the bed, trying to avoid sleep.

“He’s with Aunt Robin and Dustin at home. So just Joyce and Hopper. Nancy and Jonathan have been keeping the others updated. Everyone went to the Wheelers to wait for news.” he yawns huge at the word news.

“So you haven’t slept for like, over 36 hours?” he shrugged.

“I was terrified, Robin kept me updated on Teddy I was able to say goodnight to him. He-he doesn’t know yet, I didn’t know what to say. I don’t think-”

“Steve, one thing at a time. You need to sleep. It’s okay we’ll figure it out, this is not good for you.” he groaned neck cracking as he rolled off the bed.

“And I will, but first. I’m going to go get them and get us some refreshments and gross hospital food.” grabbing his wallet from the front of his brown scrub pants. “Also Joyce brought clothes for us and these are a little ripe.” He pulls at the collar of his scrubs, and grabs the call button clipping it to your pillow. “I’ll be right back, promise.” You take hold of the hand he was using and press the side of your face with it.

“I would kiss it but we’re in a hospital, and I don’t know when you last washed them.”

“Yeah that’s fair,” He leans down leaving you with the impression of his kiss on your temple and thoughts. Caressing the side of your face before walking out the door. After a minute of contemplating you pull the sheet down and slowly bring the nightgown up. You of course weren’t wearing anything except this thin gown, ribbed gray socks and a ginormous diaper they slipped on after removing the catheter. Holding your mouth to quiet the sobs, you needed to calm down before they came back. They were all already so worried about you, so much you can’t imagine how Steve was still standing. You let your mind wander until feeling like you had to go to the bathroom, it hurt to let it sit in your bladder so you pressed the call button. After a few moments there was a knock on the door, someone announced themselves before entering, “Hello, Mrs. Harrington, what can I help you with?”

“Am I allowed to use the restroom with assistance or do-do I have to pee myself?” You asked quietly,

“Great question, if you're uncomfortable standing right now. You can most definitely use the alternative, but it is good to start moving right away. Just like you normally would postpartum.” She helped you use the restroom, changing the pull up as you continued to bleed. She assured you, it will likely occur for a couple days until your hormones balance again. There was a small shower and everything in this room, you were probably in Labor and Delivery now.  You were able to wash your hands and wipe your face off a bit, before leaving she helped you to an upright position in the bed and got you some ice chips. It took about 15 minutes total. She made you feel more human. Instead of overwhelming you with information she was making you as comfortable as possible. Knocks clambered the door, opening to reveal your family. The answer to salvation in the darkest of times.

Masterlist

Part Two

[todoroki-waifu]

I was wondering if I could get a fluffy Draken x Fem Reader x Mikey where all three are married and the reader finds out that she’s pregnant but doesn’t know how to tell them with them being busy with the bike shop they both own and the constant visits with the other gang members so she decides to surprise them all at once when they come to visit.

Note: Thank you for the request! My first Mikey x Reader x Draken fic. :) Definitely feel like I need more practice writing Draken, but I hope you enjoy!

Draken x Reader x Mikey

Warning: Female reader and mentions of pregnancy.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,403

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"Breakfast is ready!" You called your husbands from the kitchen, setting up the table.

"Coming!" Mikey attempts to get up from the table, but Draken stops him. 

"Stay still! I'm not done with your hair." He scolds, combing his blonde locks before gathering the section that falls over his eyes. Draken then secures the chunk of hair with an elastic.  "Hurry! I'm hungry, Ken-chin."  "Shut up. If you only knew how to do your own hair, we'd be in the kitchen by now."  "I don't wanna." Mikey liked having Draken do his hair.  "No bickering this early in the morning." You said as you placed their respective drinks on the table. Your partners both mumbled before giving you a kiss each on the cheek.  "You're not eating?" Draken raises a brow at a lack of plate on the table. "Uhh..nah, I'm okay, actually. I'm just gonna have some tea." You walk over to the boiling water, checking to see if the electric kettle was finished.  "You sure? You okay?" Draken frowns at you skipping breakfast. It was the most important meal of the day. "Yes, baby. I'm fine. I'm just not ready to eat yet." The truth is you were a bit nauseous, but you couldn't let them know. Not yet. You had to figure out a way to tell them that they were going to be fathers.  "Do you want Ken-chin to make you something?" Mikey offers Draken to cook you breakfast which the taller blonde doesn't mind, but he does shoot a small glare at his partner. Mikey had hands, too... "No, really. I'm good with my tea for now. Besides, I'm off today so I have all day to eat." You did sit between them when your tea was done, conversing about your plans for today.  Once they were finished, you gave them the lunches you packed for them, both men kissing you before heading to work. You had the day off because of a doctor's visit, but you didn't tell them what kind of appointment.  You were pregnant, about 8 weeks now and today was going to be your first ultrasound. You wanted your husbands to be present, but at the same time, you wanted to surprise them. Also, you wanted to make certain that you were actually pregnant. You were paranoid, hearing stories of false positives and you knew that an ultrasound would help determine the truth. And it did! You walked out of the appointment with a picture of your tiny baby. You smiled, overwhelmed with so many emotions. Happy, because you’re growing the family you, Mikey, and Draken had been talking about. Nervous, because there’s no manual on how to take care of a child.

You desperately wanted to talk to someone so you went straight to Mikey’s and Draken’s bike shop. However, their store was full of customers. Clients were picking up their motorcycles, bringing in their impaired ones, or purchasing new parts. You realized that now that winter was ending, spring was beginning which meant bike lovers were going to be out more. 

“Ah, my sun and star!” Mikey stops his conversation with a customer and leaves the task to Draken. Draken yells at him briefly before going back to their client. Mikey hugs you tightly, lifting you up slightly from the ground before peppering your face with his lips. 

He hated being apart from you too long. Didn’t matter if he had Draken. He wasn’t you. 

“My love, you can’t just abandon work like that.” 

“But you’re more important.” He pouts. 

“I understand, but paying our bills and not living on the streets is also just as important. If we don’t have money, then we can’t get any dorayaki.” And that seemed to motivate your invincible husband. 

You waited for them in the back, not minding if it took them a while. It gave you some time to think about how you were going to tell them the good news. You figured you could just show them the ultrasound pictures and take it from there. However, you hear a group of familiar voices enter through the front. You immediately stuff the pictures of your sonogram into your bag, peeking your head out from the break room. It was some of the Toman group. A few of them needed repairs on their bikes while the rest conversed with you and Mikey. The Toman gang stayed until the shop closed, but invited the three of you for dinner.

And it had been like that for almost two weeks. Your partners have been extra busy at the shop, finding that more people were discovering their small business. Not only that, but it seemed as if all of Toman wanted to catch up with their previous captain and vice captain. You didn't mind, but you were focused on how you wanted to announce your pregnancy to your husbands. 

You preferred them to be the first ones and eventually tell the rest of your friends, but seeing how busy their schedules were, you decided to do it at tonight's dinner. It was at a restaurant where one of the Toman members knew the owner so the place was reserved just for you and the gang. Since you didn't know how you were going to reveal the news, you decided to seek help from Hina.

"Oh my gosh, you're preg-" Hina nearly screams out your secret, but you quickly had to hush her.

"Shh..! Yes, I am, but I need help telling everyone." You whispered low enough to where only she could hear. 

"Hmmm....okay, okay. I got it. I'll take care of it." She winks as you both walk from your little corner and merge with the rest of your friends. A few minutes later, Hina is calling everyone to take a picture. You all gather around the coral haired girl, attempting to squeeze into the little phone screen. She holds her arm out, adjusting it as needed. Draken and Mikey take up both your sides, making sure to stand where you all could be seen.

"Okay, ready? 1...2...congrats to Papa Mikey and Papa Draken!" Hina says gleefully, recording everyone's initial reaction. Everyone made various noises, all eyes turned to you.

"Wait...what? Papa?" Mikey raises a brow then glances up at Draken.

"Hold on...you're..pregnant?!"  

"Mhm!" You're trying not to laugh at everyone's faces, especially the ones who were still trying to process it. You pull out your phone, showing them a picture of the little life that was growing in you. Everyone cheered loudly for the three of you, wishing you good fortune and offering any help that you may need. 

Dinner was fantastic and also relieving. You're finally free of your secret's burden. You're currently nestled between Mikey and Draken, the three of you looking over the sonogram pictures from your previous appointment. 

"So you've been going to these appointments by yourself?" Draken realizes how long you've known about your pregnancy. 

"Well, yeah. At first, I wasn't sure and wanted to confirm with my doctor, then after that, I was trying to find a way to tell you."

"I'm sorry. We've been so busy with the shop." He starts to feel guilty for not noticing sooner. 

"I'm gonna stop going to work and take care of you from now on. Ken-chin can handle the shop." Mikey snuggles into you and Draken reaches over to bop him on the head. He was so attached to you. Not that Draken wasn't either, but he was more realistic when it came to wanting to be around you and earning a stable income. 

"Manjiro, you know you can't do that. And Ken, no need to be sorry. I chose to not say anything." You grabbed both their hands, giving a kiss each to the back of them.

"Well, expect us to be coming with you to those appointments from now on." Mikey smiles, his heart beating with happiness and excitement. Draken nods in agreement then goes back to stare at the ultrasound photos, his cheeks hurting from the smile that was plastered on his face for a while. 

You let out a happy sigh, snuggling into Draken while Mikey is hugging you from behind. You're excited and nervous about this new chapter in your lives, but you feel less anxious knowing that your two loving husbands are going to be with you all the way. 

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Jack Harlow Reblogs Pt 2

A Part 2 of my favourite Jack Harlow Fics!

Part 1

SERIES

You Better Call Becky With The Good Hair, Part 2

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Not So Happy Birthday, Part 2, Part 3 18+ @heavyhitterheaux

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Hear My Heart @heavyhitterheaux

pairing: Jack Harlow x Hearing Impaired!Reader

Be Careful What You Wish For @heavyhitterheaux

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

"Mommy Made A Big Wrong", Part 2 @jackharloww

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Downs & Downs, Part 2@sunyr

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

ONE SHOT

“You Cheated On Me” @jackharloww

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Baking Gingerbread Cookies

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Only You Take All Of Me 18+ @hoodharlow

pairing: Jack Harlow x Female OC!Miriam

Tethered To You 18+ @hoodharlow

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

'Cause She In The Crowd Screamin' 18+ @hoodharlow

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Karma @stunnabrat

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Jelly Baby @creme-delacreme

pairing; Jack Harlow x Reader

Oral Fixation 18+ @19crimes

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Jealousy, Jealousy @harlowcomehome

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Little Weirdo @harlowsbby

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Will You Be My Valentine 18+ @heavyhitterheaux

pairing: Baby!Jack Harlow x Baby!Reader, Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

Funny Seeing You Here @heavyhitterheaux

paring: Jack Harlow x Reader

After Party 18+ @neon-lights-and-glitter

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Best Thing I Never Had @harlowsbby

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

That's Not Fair! @nattinatalia

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Like Daddy @nattinatalia

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Girl, You're Perfect 18+ @armaniinthehayloft

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Lose You To Love Me @divinedd

pairing: Ex Husband! Jack Harlow x Reader

Best Thing I Never Had @divinedd

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Damage Control @alreadyjackbestfriend

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Tour Blues @fentytink

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Posted Up With Your Bitch 18+ @ontheshroom

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Let’s Make A Genre 18+ @exoticr0ses

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

MASTERLISTS

The Harlows @nattinatalia

The Harlows @nattinatalia