#i love my dorito son/daughter

[schyrosoreffs]

i finally got his book might end it rn

[reigningqueenofwords]

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Pairing: Sam x Reader Word count: 1,196

Read on AO3

You didn’t have many friends. It wasn’t that you weren’t sociable. You were just shy, anxious, and kept to yourself. It was far safer than putting yourself out there! That also left you with the constant worry that your few friends simply pitied you. 

“What’s wrong?” Sam asked as he walked into the living room to tell you that dinner was done, and he would go get the kids from their rooms. 

You sighed. “Why do I bother having a cell phone?” You asked, glancing at him. 

He raised an eyebrow at that. “I’m not sure if you want me to answer that or if that’s a rhetorical question.” He admitted. 

Getting up, you shrugged. “We have a house phone, so it’s not like I need it to call anyone. We have a stereo, and a computer, so I don’t need it for music. I read actual books, and Dean got me that Kindle for my birthday, so I don’t need it for reading.” You pointed out. “Anything I can do on here?” You held up your phone. “I can do with other things.” 

Blinking, he nodded. “I have a feeling this is a conversation that will be long, so how about after dinner I go to the store, get you a bottle of your favorite wine, a bag of Doritos, and some shredded cheese… and we can sit and talk. As long as you want. I’m off tomorrow.” He said gently, pulling you into his arms. “And then whatever’s frustrating you can be taken out on me after they’re in bed.” He winked, making you chuckle. 

You wrapped your arms around his waist. “I think I can agree to that. I’ll go start getting drinks for dinner.” You pecked his lips. “I love you.” 

“I love you, too.” He let you go and patted your backside as he went up the stairs to get your 7 and 8 year olds. “Guys, food!” He called out as he reached the top. You chuckled as you could hear each kid come running out of their rooms. 

Even after 12 years together, it still felt fresh. You’d met Sam when you were 17, and literally ran into him in art class. He was the new kid and you weren’t paying attention to where you were walking with your palette. His shirt was very colorful for the rest of the day, but he didn’t seem to mind. You’d had a date two days later, and you’d been together since. The pair of you got engaged at 19, married at 20, and had your son at 21, and your daughter at 22. You’d never wanted anything else in life, although…you had been toying with the idea of having one more little one. You were a sucker for Sam Winchester and babies. 

Heading into the kitchen, you got each of you a drink and brought them to the table. 

After dinner, Sam took your daughter with him to the store while your son “helped” do dishes. Halfway through he’d start to play, making a bigger mess. But you didn’t mind, he had fun. 

Once both kids were in their rooms playing for the last couple hours before bedtime, Sam worked on making you your ��naked nachos” as you sipped your wine, watching him. “So, what were you ranting about  earlier? About not needing a cell phone?” He asked, sprinkling the cheese over your Doritos. 

“I just don’t see the point of having one, babe.” You sighed. “Aside from you, Dean, your parents, and one friend? I hear from no one. And your parents and Dean are like once a week.” You added. “If I don’t text people first, I just don’t hear from them at all.” You shook your head, slightly swirling the wine in your glass. “The same people that are like ‘omg, I love you!’ or ‘always got your back’ or ‘love you and the kids!’ can’t ever be bothered to text me first. How can you say you care about someone, but never ever text them? I’ve tested that theory, too. I’ve texted, chatted with them a bit, and then just waited. Just kept seeing that it was longer and longer since they stopped replying to me.” 

Sam shook his head as he put the tray of ‘nachos’ in the oven. “Are you sure they’re actually your friend?” He asked, moving to sit with you while the cheese melted. “Because that doesn’t sound right. I get us all having lives, but to never be the one to just text to check in? Have they ever texted first?” 

Finishing the wine in your glass, you sighed. “Not that I can ever recall. Even last year when you were in that car accident.” You scoffed, moving to refill your glass. “Not once did she text me to check on you. But when she was having issues the year before? I was checking in with her. Wanting to see how she was doing, how she was healing.” Your voice was sad. “I love her, and her kids, but I think I’m really starting to see how one sided things are.” 

He hated this for you. You loved with all your heart, and no matter how many times you’d been hurt…you still tried. Getting up, he moved over to hold you to his chest. Your back was to his front as he held you, kissing the top of your head. “She doesn’t deserve you.” He said softly. “Maybe take a step back and only text about silly stuff. Shows you like, actors. Things like that.” He suggested, knowing you wouldn’t give up your friendship. That wasn’t you. 

You nodded. “I might.” You agreed. “It just sucks.” You huffed, making him chuckle lightly. 

When the timer went off, he went to get your snack out of the oven. “I’ll get this on a plate, go pick out a movie.” He kissed your cheek, hoping that getting this off your chest helped. He’d get the kids ready for bed once you were comfy in the living room.

Ater the movie, your wine and nachos were gone, and you were in a much better mood. Shifting so you were sitting sideways on Sam’s lap, you trailed your fingers over his jaw. “I’m glad to see you’re doing better now.” He said, rubbing your thigh. “I hate when you’re upset.” 

“I know.” You smiled. “Thank you for always helping me through what I’m feeling.” You truly were grateful for him. “There’s one more thing I think I need your help with, though.” 

Sam beamed. “Anything.” He promised. 

“I want to have another baby.” You breathed, nervous. That would be a bit of a gap between your oldest and this baby if he agreed. 

“Stand up.” He told you, making you raise an eyebrow. Was he that upset? You squealed with he lifted you over his shoulder, dishes left on the coffee table. 

You gripped the back of his shirt. “Sam?!” You could tell he was carrying you towards the stairs. 

When he nipped your hip, you were surprised. “We’re going to make that baby, sweetheart.” He told you. “God, I can’t wait.” He groaned. 

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Jack Harlow x Reader : TÍO JACK JACK

Requested and ideas by my amiga @hoodharlow 🤗❤️‍🔥

“Baby, do not give Cassie that.” You tell your husband as you both are packing up for your god daughters birthday party.

“What? Why not?” He asks.

“Jack, she's five, she is not going to want that.”

“This is a neat gift, she’ll love it you’ll see ” He says, sounding offended.

“Okay, whatever you say baby. Now go get our little monsters.”

You and your family arrive at Urban’s and your best friend's house where you’ll be celebrating Cassie’s birthday with close friends and family.

You are both helping your kids out from their carseats and you notice your husband is getting impatient.

“Jack, babe, it’s just us. You’ll be the second one to give her her birthday present.”

“Second? Who beat me to it? Was it Copelan?”

You chuckle, “No, Urban, you know her father.”

He rolls his eyes. “Everyone ready?” He claps, “Okay let’s go.”

He grabs the gifts, the desserts you baked, and grabs your son Ezequiel, and they make their way to the house.

“Mama, why is daddy acting funny?” Mia asks.

“He’s just excited to give Cassandra her gift.”

“But we picked the gift.” Mia says confused.

“He got her something extra.” You finally enter the house and make your way to the living room.

“Babe hurry, Urb said it would be fine if I gave Cassie her gift already.” Jack yells.

You roll your eyes. But sit down on the couch, pull out your phone and start recording.

“Okay Cassie, are you ready to open the best gift you’ll ever receive?”

“I’m ready tio Jack-Jack”

Jack hands her the box, she unwraps it, opens the box and freezes. “A triangle????”

“Bro, no you didn’t.” Urban says laughing.

Jack is smiling and pulls it out. “Look, this is how it works.”

Cassie is looking even more confused watching Jack play the triangle and doing a little dance move.

“Cass daddy got you it from his tv.” Ezequiel says, referring to Jack’s Super Bowl commercial for Doritos. “Go daddy, that sound cool.”

Cassie smiles at that and reaches for Jack, “Thank you Nino.”

Jack hugs her and hands her her gift back, and she alongside Ezequiel and Mia run off to the little play corner set up and start playing with it.

“I still can’t believe you got her that. You were excited about that?” Urban laughs.

“Shut up fucker, she loves it look at her.”

It’s been three days since you all celebrated Cassie’s fifth birthday and your best friend has been texting you saying how Jack will pay, or that you better hide your husband because she was going to beat his ass.

Jack was in the other room when his phone rings, you go look to see who it is in case it was important but you notice it’s a FaceTime call from Urban so you answer it.

“Urb, Hii, Jack is with the kids right now, let me go take his phone real quick.”

“TELL HIS ASS I HATE HIM.” Urban yells, pulling at his hair.

“What? Why? What happened.?” You sound concerned so you sprint towards the other room where Jack and the kids are in. “Babe, Urban is on the phone.”

You sit next to him and hand him his phone. “What’s up bro?”

“You’re going to pay for this.” He turns the camera and it pans to Cassie jumping on her bed. “It hasn’t stopped since you bought her that crap.”

“I don’t see anything wrong with that.” Jack says.

“YOU WAIT AND SEE.” Your best friend yells but isn’t seen on the screen.

Cassandra then jumps off her bed, goes and stands in front of her toy microphone stand “I could put the ball in the end zone, Put a bad bitch in the friendzone, ooh” Cassie sings all while playing the music triangle Jack gave her.

You and Jack laugh at that while Mia cheers “You finally got the lines good Cass.” And she claps.

“I’m telling you right now Jack, don’t get mad when I show up with turtles and pigs for Mia.” Urban says.

“Now wait a minute-“

“NOO, YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT.”

“Not fair, I got her an instrument not a live thing.”

“I would’ve preferred a live thing. Now bye, I have to tell my daughter she isn’t allowed to sing her uncles songs.” Urban yells and hangs up.

“I still think that was a pretty good gift.” Jack shruggs.

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Solar Opposites in Mighty Solars Prologue

On the planet Earth lives an alien family from the planet Shlorp, known as the Solar-Opposites, at sunrise, in a house with a ship on it, Korvo and his boyfriend Terry are fast asleep in their bed. So are their children Yumyulack, who is Korvo’s son, Jesse, who is Terry’s daughter, Phoebe who is the family’s nanny, and their beloved Pupa. All of the neighbors and fellow citizens are fast sleep until suddenly a loud blaring alarm goes off on each devices:, TVs, phones, laptops and Jumbotrons. Terry groans as he wakes up

Terry Solar-Opposites: What the fuck is going on?!

Korvo wakes up.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Ugh… I don’t know…

Meanwhile, at Principal Cooke’s house, he wakes up and grows confused as it goes all around the electronics.

Principal Cooke: What the hell?

Then, a few of the neighbors then turn to a jumbo tron that has suddenly turn on and gasp. It shows a Silvercop but in a different uniform.

Maverick: Citizens of Earth. I am Maverick of the Silver Cops. Don’t resist any resistance or futile have been futile. Your planet is now about to be extinct!

Korvo gasps.

Kevin: What?! What do you mean?

Jamie: You’re gonna destroy Earth?! You can’t do that!

Neighbor: We’ll die.

Bullet: It’s too late! The Silver Cops has been tracing the Shlorpians for long as we hope. You’re planet is about be shatter, we planted a bomb on each of the continents.

Everyone: WHAT??

Yumyulack starts having a panic attack.

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites: breathing in and out Oh my God! Oh my God! What the fuck’s happening?!

Korvo gasps and comforts Yumyulack.

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites: Korvo… starts crying I’m scared… cries into Korvo’s chest

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Sssh…ssh…I know. Daddy’s here.

Yumyulack keeps crying while Jesse hugs Terry and so does Pupa while Phoebe wakes up and grows shock.

Phoebe MacCarthy: Korvo! What is happening?!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: I-I don’t know!

Then, Korvo runs outside and sees Bullet on the screen.

Bullet: Well it’s too late for you now humans. You are now property of the Silver Cops!

The transmission ends as the humans looks at Korvo in desperate and worry.

Randall: Everyone stay calm! WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!

Jesse slaps Randall in the face.

Jesse Solar-Opposites: Pull yourself together!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: EVERYONE, STAY CALM! PACK YOUR BAGS! WE HAVE TO LEAVE EARTH PERMANENTLY BEFORE IT SHATTERS!

Miss Frankie: Aw fuck I hate to say this but Korvo is right!

Terry Solar-Opposites: But where are we gonna go?!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: sighs sadly Terry, I’m sorry but all of can’t live here anymore. We gotta get off this planet. Permanently before it explodes

Terry Solar-Opposites: tearing up Oh God… you’re right…

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites: But how are we gonna get out of here?!

Korvo hugs Terry as Terry sobs.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: I know where we can launch our ship and get everyone out of here. Las Vegas. It has a bunch of blimps that can be turn into spaceships! We all must hurry at once!

Randall: Well, come on, people! We can’t just stand here! We gotta get moving!

The humans panic and starts packing their bags. Back with the family, they started packing their stuff.

Pupa Solar-Opposites: packing a bag of Doritos Doritos!

Terry Solar-Opposites: Korvo, I don’t wanna leave Earth! Besides, you’re really starting to love it here!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: I know but, it’s gonna explode! We’re all gonna die if we’d stay here on an exploding planet.

Terry Solar-Opposites: WHO! EVEN! CARES?! starts crying

Korvo then starts to comfort and soothe his boyfriend, deeply understanding how scared he is.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Oh Terry. It’s hard for you, isn’t it?

Terry Solar-Opposites: sniffles Yes. Korvo, I was planning our date today. I was gonna show you something special and-

Korvo puts a finger on Terry’s lips.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: You can tell me later after we get off this planet. It’s gonna be okay. But we have to keep moving!

Terry looks at Korvo with determination.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Okay! Phoebe, did our kids pack all of their stuff?

Phoebe MacCarthy: Yep. I checked.

Jesse Solar-Opposites: But-but what about the sprinkle museum?! They just disinfected from the Meningitis!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: There will be no sprinkle selfies today! Everyone get your bags and meet at the car! I just hooked the ship to it! We must leave immediately!

Terry Solar-Opposites: Well, maybe they’ll have a sprinkle museum at the new planet!

Jesse Solar-Opposites: crying But Terry, I don’t wanna leave. I love Earth and I don’t wanna lose Monica! She’s my best friend!

Terry has an idea. Jesse then starts crying as Terry gasp and comforts his daughter.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Shh… it’s okay Jesse-bear. Daddy’s here. It’s gonna be okay.

Then, Terry went the Millers house as the humans panicky run around with packed stuff and opens the door.

Mr. Miller: Terry! Did you hear the news?

Monica Miller: Terry, what are you-

Terry Solar-Opposites: Did all of you pack your stuff?!

Monica Miller: Yes, why-

Terry Solar-Opposites: You’re coming with us!

Monica Miller: I am?!

Mrs. Miller: Really? Our daughter would love that!

Mr. Miller: HONEY! WE MUST GET MOVING!

Mrs. Miller: Good point! to Monica Bye sweetie! We’ll meet you up at Vegas! Be a good listener to the Solars! We love you!

Monica Miller: I will.

A few seconds later, the Solars are in the car waiting for Terry.

Phoebe MacCarthy: Oh God! I hope Terry made it on time!

Terry shows up with Monica.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Guys! We’re here!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Terry!

The two alien boyfriends embrace and kiss while Monica gasp in joy and hugs Jesse.

Jesse Solar-Opposites: Monica!

Monica Miller: What up bestie?! I got my parents’ permission to come with you guys thanks to Terry! They’re heading to Las Vegas right now!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Solar Opposites, move out!

Once Terry gets in the car, the family drive their car all the way to Las Vegas and made it to the Vegas Blimp Corporation where they see an abandon launch spot.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Let’s go!

Terry Solar-Opposites: Aw man, I can’t believe we can’t take our car! Okay, unpack the trunk and get your belongings quick guys! How many minutes until Earth explodes?!

Korvo checks the phone and gasps.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Oh shit! In 15 minutes! Okay guys! Let’s hurry up!

The group gets onto the blimp.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Hey look! The humans are leaving- hears a knock Huh?

Then, Terry opens the door and sees Principal Cooke, Miss Frankie, Ms. Perez and Kevin’s family at the door.

Kevin: Hey uh guys. Bad news, all the blimps are taken and do you have enough room?

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Oh sure why?

Miss Frankie: Let us in!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Oh shit! Right, but hurry in fast! The planet is about to explode in five minutes!

Then, Principal Cooke, Miss Frankie, Ms. Perez and Kevin and his family head inside the ship as everyone gets seated and Terry prepares to launch it.

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites: Aw fuck! I can’t believe this is happening!

Terry Solar-Opposites: Ready?!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: takes a deep breath Ready!

Terry presses the launch button and…

Jesse Solar-Opposites: Prepare for lift off guys!

The blimp launches

The gang screams all the humans evacuate in their blimps and fly off into space. The humans look at Earth one more time before it shatters into pieces. Terry starts sobbing as Phoebe comforts him.

Kevin: Earth! Nooooo!

Principal Cooke: Oh my God… our homes… our jobs… they’re gone…

Korvo sighs sadly.

Miss Frankie: Wow uh thanks for uh letting us in. That was very sweet…

Miss Frankie then heads back to mourning as she comforts a crying Principal Cooke. Korvo smiles.

Jesse Solar-Opposites: Korvo, how does it feel now? To get off the planet?

reference to do the ending of the “Unwanted Personification of Terry” Occurs

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Weird. Not gonna lie, I’ll miss Earth. Terry seemed to have the perfect life.

Jesse Solar-Opposites: We know, but we are sure gonna miss the good times on Earth. looks at Yumyulack Like the good things we did.

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites: Yeah, but at least everyone is safe.

Terry then smiles.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Will you be alright, darling?

Terry Solar-Opposites: sighs I don’t know. But hey at least you got off the planet like you wanted because Shlorpians is what we are.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: It’s true. But, I’m sorry Earth got shattered. I clearly now realize how much I like Earth too. Now that we got off the planet, I am so glad we all got out of here safe and sound.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Come here, baby.

The family then gets in a group hug while Principal Cooke, Miss Frankie, Ms. Perez and Kevin and his family watch.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Now don’t you worry everyone! looks at the ships I think everyone got out of there just in time. We’ll go live on Earth-4. It’ll be the perfect new home for us.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Is it like normal Earth?

Jesse Solar-Opposites: Actually I did mention it two months ago for a Solar diorama except I couldn’t tell them because they’re invisible for a reason.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: It’s true. But, I’m heard it is like Earth. I promise. Now come along fam. Let’s head to our new home.

Soon they arrive. The ship landed on the house and the family head outside with their human neighbors while the other ships arrive. Then, an Earth-4 pedestrian splashes mud all over the Solars, Phoebe, Monica, Miss Frankie, Principal Cooke, Kevin and his family and Ms. Perez with his car

Earth-4 Pedestrian: Fuck you humans, go back to your own planet!

Ms. Perez: Ugh! Really?!

The pedestrian drives away as Korvo looks on with disgust.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Fuck you! You people are stupid and confusing!

Principal Cooke: Aw man, is that how you guys felt?

Terry puts a hand on Korvo’s shoulder.

Miss Frankie: Yep. This is our new life now.

Jesse Solar-Opposites: Aw geez.

Two weeks later…

Korvo and Terry walk out of a restaurant exhausted.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Man what a Tuesday.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Tell me about it. I mean what are the chances?! It's almost like every other date night something equally batshit happens to us.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: I know what you mean but… put his hand on Terry’s shoulder and smiles I wouldn't have it any other way.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Yeah. Me neither.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Should we get out of here-

But then Terry grabs Korvo hands and kneels down.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Hold on.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Terry? What is it?

Terry takes a deep breath and kneels down.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Korvo, I know things have always been kinda. unconventional with us. We didn't choose each other... and pretend to be a family for awhile... but after living together, building a life on Earth... I've realized there is no one I would rather spend the rest of my life with than you. You're my best friend, slash work-husband in crime, slash life-Korvo. You’re my Korvy and I love you more than anything else.

Korvo smiles.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Really? Really? Even more than snack goods?

Terry Solar-Opposites: Mmm-hmm.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: More than whimsical t-shirts?

Terry Solar-Opposites: Mmhmm.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: More than Hulu-Land?

Terry Solar-Opposites: Just about it.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: I’m flattered.

Terry Solar-Opposites: And that's why I wanted to ask...

Terry gets out a box and opens it with a wedding ring. Korvo gasps.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Korvo, will you marry me?

Korvo then starts crying tears of joy.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Yes! A billion times yes!

The husbands then embrace in a kiss as tears of joy in their eyes while Terry puts the ring on Korvo’s finger.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: It’s beautiful…

Terry Solar-Opposites: Not as beautiful as you, my love. I love you…

Korvo Solar-Opposites: I love you too…

The two alien fiancés kiss with tears in their eyes. A few seconds later, Korvo and Terry arrived home while the Replicants were playing laser tag, Phoebe was making dinner and Pupa was playing with his baby toys.

Phoebe MacCarthy: Hey guys. That was fast.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Phoebe, can you bring the replicants down here real quick?

Phoebe MacCarthy: Why of course!

Phoebe calls out for the replicants.

Phoebe MacCarthy: Kids! Get down here! Your dads want you!

Jesse Solar-Opposites: Coming!

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites: Coming!

The kids came downstairs and then sits on the couch while Pupa joins in.

Jesse Solar-Opposites: What is it guys?

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites: So what’s up?

Korvo and Terry smiled and starts to announce it.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Kids, Terry and I have some wonderful news

Terry Solar-Opposites: I proposed to Korvo and he said yes!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: That’s right! ‘Cause kids, we’re getting married!

Jesse gasps.

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites: No way! Is it really happening?!

Korvo nods tearfully.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Yes! We’re finally a family!

Terry Solar-Opposites: Which we always been!

Phoebe MacCarthy: Guys! I am so proud of you!

Yumyulack groans.

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites: Eew. Why do you guys have to be so gross- gets hug by Jesse and smiles Aw never mind.

Yumyulack then hugs his sister back while Pupa joins in on the hug. Terry turns to Korvo and smiles.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Korvy, I think this is new life is gonna be amazing for us.

Korvo smiles with tears in his eyes.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: You’re right Terry. We made an amazing life with each other and I wouldn’t dare give it away, because being you changed my life.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Aw, Korvy.

The two alien fiancés then kiss while Yumyulack, Jesse and Pupa hug their dads along with Phoebe who joins in on the hug.

Terry Solar-Opposites: So, Korvo, how do you want to celebrate?

Korvo Solar-Opposites: I know how! takes Terry upstairs

Jesse Solar-Opposites: Um, are they gonna-

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites: Let’s head outside! runs to the backyard with his siblings

Meanwhile in the bedroom.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: feeling overjoyed and horny Terry, you beautiful son of a bitch, take your goddamn clothes off!

Terry Solar-Opposites: seductively You didn’t have to tell me twice!

The alien fiancés make out and take their clothes off as they began to have sex.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Oh dominate me you sexy bitch! moaning while Terry bangs harder on him

Terry Solar-Opposites: Oh yeah! Want me to call ya names?! Huh?!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Ooooh yeees! You slutty bitch! That gets me so fucking hot! Oooh!

Terry grunts as he keeps banging Korvo.

Terry Solar-Opposites: Do it as we cut away!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Shit! I’m almost there!

Terry Solar-Opposites: Quick! Call me names! Aaah! Call me a slutty mogul!

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Dirty bookcase! Silver Hulu bitch! You damn dirty bad boy! Oooooh!

The two husbands cum in scream in ecstacy. They then fall into each other’s arms on their bed and look lovingly into each other’s eyes as they kiss.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: That was amazing, Terry. I didn’t take you for-

Terry cuts it off with a kiss as Korvo smiles and moans lovingly.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: moans Mmm. Aah…

Terry Solar-Opposites: You don’t need to say anything. Right now, I think our new lives are gonna be amazing.

Korvo Solar-Opposites: Me too, Terry. Me too.

The two husbands then kiss as they moan lovingly.

end of prologue

Note: this took place four months after the events of “The Re-Visibility Bouillabaisee” episode.

[mypsychoticmoodboard]

July 22, 2024:

I think that there is something to be said about the unique bond that we as humans share with other humans. It is the unique, defining characteristic of the human experience. To love, to hate, to mourn, and everything in between. And amongst those relationships, I have found the most interesting to be the ones shared between immediate family: father & daughter, mother & son; siblings. And this takes me to when I remember when my mother-in-law lay dying in hospice, and my husband, her only son, said to her, “I am going to find the one piece.” And that sentence will enchant and haunt me for the rest of my life. It brings me to happy yet bitter tears almost every time I think about it.

From what he has shared with me, he talks about how it was his mother who introduced him to anime. Since he was such a high strung child, his mom found it difficult to settle him down to sleep, so she would often make them both peanut butter and jellies (skippys as we call them in our house), and they would sit there long into the night watching the Toonami lineup which included the anime show, One Piece. My husband likes to mention that they would eat doritos with the skippys as well. His mother would go on to tell me such stories when my husband was not around, or they would often mention it to each other when we went to visit his parents as we visited her in her bed. It is known to me now how this nightly ritual had become their favorite pastime together and their fondest memory.

My husband tells me that one of the things he wants to see in his lifetime is the One Piece series completed, so that he may fulfill that promise of ‘finding the one piece’ that he promised to his mom as she was on the precipice of the end. I find this so heart wrenching because everyone has a story with someone such as this with someone in their life. For me, I am reminded of the smell of pancakes and bacon that my dad would make every Sunday when we were a kid. That is why for so long, Sundays were my favorite day of the week.

And with all of this to say, my husband and his mom did not have a very good relationship further into his teen years. They were estranged for a time. And yet, he clings to those memories and relishes in them. He does not harp on her shortcomings like so many of us, me included, do to other people. He has accepted them at face value and realized that she is only a person, and then chooses to remember the good times that were spent instead of the tumultuous times that came later in life. And I know that it is a fine line to walk, because some actions are hard to come back from, and no amount of blissful compartmentalism can help, but in his case, I think it is an incredible thing, and I idolize him for that notion, and I hope to embody that one day.

I know that I seem to talk about death a lot, but it is something that I have been surrounded by all of my life. It has been a hard truth that I have been faced with time and time again, and I find that reflecting upon it really helps me come to terms with it. I also find that if there is something to learn from a person’s life, I try to do so, to take it in, as many things are learning lessons if you let them be.

In unrelated news, I have a job interview tomorrow, and I am trying not to be worried sick about it. I am nervous because I care, and that is something that I will really never be able to shake. But I can try to calm myself as much as possible. I have a job already, albeit one that I hate, so if I do not get this job, there is nothing that I am really losing out on? But to me, it will feel like there is. I would be missing out on something that I really wanted, and I truthfully, am a pretty sore loser. I often revert to feelings of personal inadequacy if I am not selected for such things. I am nervous because I care.

And I often take the stance that everything feels like the end of the world to me. And then I rebuild again. I am fairly melodramatic, and I own it. But I am as persistent as I am melodramatic.

I also overthink things to death. I just need to let it be. It’s my anticipatory anxiety—I swear to God.

But all I can do is what I have always done—take it in stride.

(Reader, please wish me luck; I really want this job!)

In addition, it feels like I am on the precipice of this cliff. I see a castle in the distance, but I have to figure out how to cross this canyon first to get there. I have a home, but I am wanting something more.

[thebuckblogimo]

He stood there in the middle of Telegraph Road, and brought out the inner Whig in me.

June 5, 2023

People who live on the west side of Detroit know that Telegraph (US 24) is a heavily traveled, eight-lane divided highway that skirts the edge of the city and cuts through some of its older suburbs. During the '60s and early '70s it was where young people who owned high-performance Mustangs, GTOs, Super Bees, etc. raced their cars. Telegraph still carries heavy traffic today.

After a prolonged stay in West Dearborn recently to do some babysitting while my daughter and son-in-law were traveling, my wife and I set out to make the return trip to Grand Haven on a Sunday morning. We had been driving on northbound Telegraph for only a few minuntes--with Debbie at the wheel--when we spotted two young black guys off in the distance, standing at the curb.

Traffic was light to moderate, moving at or just above the speed limit (45), when one of the guys stepped into the first lane, the lane we were driving in. This was at a point in Dearborn Heights where there was no intersection, no traffic signal. It was apparent that the young man's intent was to boldly stop oncoming cars and trucks so he could cross the road.

As we approached him in our vehicle I blurted out something like, "Look at that idiot." In the next instant I commanded Debbie to... "Slow down, roll right up to him."

He stood there like a statue.

Nervously, Debbie then eased into the next lane and continued on. As she did so the young man and I stared into each other's eyes, I lifted both hands above my head and mouthed something like, "What's up with that, dude?" He lifted his right hand above his head and gave me the finger as we drove off.

Some people would have shouted, "Fuckin' (insert racial slur)."

Call me woke, call me a lib (actually, I might be a Whig; more about that in a moment), but I started to empathize: Who was that kid?...What made him do that?...I wonder where he lives...I wonder what his parents are like...Does he even know his parents?...Did he finish high school?...Can he even read?...

I can't get the thought of him out of my mind.

If it were possible, I'd love the opportunity to sit down and talk to him, mano a mano. I'd like to learn about his background. I'd like to see if I could make him laugh, try to get him to trust me. I'd like to know if he has any heros, any role models. Most of all, I'd like to know whether he believes he has any hope...or whether he is hopeless.

Because it was some strange mixture of defiance, anger and hopeIessness that I saw in his eyes.

Don't get me wrong, I still think what that kid did was idiotic. But based on his raggety clothes, his stupid move and that weird "look," I suspect he was a member of the underclass, without much hope of any kind. I've seen something similar in poor rural whites, standing in line at the dollar store, with a shopping cart full of Mountain Dew, Doritos and Little Debbie Cream Pies.

Is that their regular diet? I always wonder.

If you keep your eyes open, it's easy to spot the "rest of America," the econoimically and culturally disadvanged people like I described above just about everywhere except in wealthy neighborhoods. In my opinion, they need much more attention than they're currently getting from our civic and governmental leaders.

Which is why I get frustrated with politicians who expend so much energy on scapegoating, CRT, drag shows, etc., when they ought to be spending it on public education, affordable housing, infrastructure projects, public and private investments, maybe even character-building programs.

Now, about those Whigs.

I only know that they were a political party that was around for a short while during the mid-19th century, and that such luminaries as Alexander Hamilton, Henry Clay, Daniel Webster and, initially, Abraham Lincoln were Whigs. Basically, they believed in limited but energetic government to enhance social mobility.

If I'm correct about that, if it was the aim of the Whigs to build a society in which poor boys and girls could climb the economic ladder and succeed, then I guess I are one.

[heycerulean]

thanks for the tag! the ocs the wheel has chosen for today: 26, 21, 25, 30 Lexi Mayridge-Lyrei: - Has complicated feelings on whether she wants her daughter to do sports or not; on one hand, it gave her half the personality she does today, but on the other... it did kind of shove her into the whole government-war-drama-almost-dying thing. - Drinks way too much apple juice - The kind of person to bring flowers to their wife just because (even if that requires leveraging the fact you used to work there to sneak into a government facility and break into her office.) Meyeza Levari: - His favorite flowers are those purple ones on the side of roads that pop up during spring? He doesn't know the names of them, but he always liked to watch and draw them on road trips as a kid and it kind of stuck. - Used to play flute in high school - His go-to two truths and a lie questions are; I'm slightly allergic to cats (truth), I once broke into my school library after-hours because i left a notebook in there and found two of my teachers passionately fighting over a Tupperware container, (truth), and I ran away when I was five and they couldn't find me for two days (lie- they couldn't find him for six.) Steizo Makre: - As the son of THE Kaizez Makre (a famous composer guy in the project) he went into music. However, he also has a huge interest in geography and pursues it as a hobby. - Totally has one of those national park passport things - His favorite art medium is colored pencils and he got a pretty nice set from the love of his life and person he'd die for and not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing his bestie and he's used it ever since Teq Quetzeve: - Sings to themselves a lot; mostly folk tunes and old patriotic songs, but pop stuff too. - Adding onto that, they're somehow one of the most patriotic characters in the cast, which isn't saying much because most of them work for the government, but... yeah. At the very least, sy'Terra Pavilia ain't that bad of a country. At least until 2006. Or after. Until 2020, really. The Amethystian Conflict was pretty justified. - Favorite sandwich is bacon, cheddar, and nacho cheese doritos on white bread. Also, Kessa Ar dressing if they can get it, which is this savory-cheesy-almost alfredo sauce like sauce named after a city in Pavilia.

OC Facts Tag Game

Saw this post from @davycoquette

Because I saw it, I will now give fun facts about my OCs!

Rules: Make a list of fun facts about your OCs. Like a headcanon list if you will. Except it’s canon.

Kae

Kae can accurately throw slippers quite far so most people avoid angering her.

Despite her reputation for said slipper tossing, she's quite soft on children.

However, if she was allowed to swear, I'd say the chances of her swearing (when children aren't present) is over half.

Despite her visual similarity to their creator, most people who know her creator do not mistake them as their creator also has purple hair.

Lia

She's the oldest of the plushie clones. Due to this, she can control the younger ones with ease as she knows how their mind works. She rarely does it though.

Out of the others, she's the only one their creator trusts to help make the others.

Some people often mistake her voice with their creators'. The fact their creator sometimes speaks through her doesn't help correct it.

There are rumors she can control more than one plushie body but no one seems to be able to stumble across any proof.

Johannes

He can cook quite well. Mostly because his boss loves to do so. He will also give you a "(¬_¬)" look when you burn food.

He's been given a spell that practically turns him into a walking scanner and printer. As such, he always has blank pieces of paper with him.

His chosen weapon is a shovel.

Due to his boss' occupation, he has developed the ability to spot subtle changes in environment caused by ghosts.

Kazuya

He's a major fan of conlangs and is actively trying to make the most cursed one possible just because he wanted others to suffer reading through his notes. (Someone please give tips on this.)

He had a habit of getting people in trouble by saying the most helpful advice in the most condescending way possible in a bet that they do the opposite. (He has mostly stopped. Mostly. He can and will do it again if you cross him.)

Despite wyverns often having poisoned stingers for tails, he seems to have feathers on his tail that hides the stingers.

He likes putting accessories on his horns, particularly those that sway when one walks or when it's blown by the wind.

Dr. Marcel de Lara

Due to his (extended) family having a tradition of naming their children that starts with the letter "M", he sometimes uses the initials to pin certain requests onto other cousins. They do the same things to him.

His relative deals with a lot of magical illnesses and incidents. He deals with a lot of agents getting hurt in the most dangerous of ways. It probably runs in the family at this rate.

He removes a certain song from songbooks in karaoke establishments because it tends to end in someone getting hurt. No one confronts him about it but they seem to all know he does it.

He most likely is the cousin who plays video games to relax.

Tag list (no pressure (｡･ω･｡)):

@phoenix-and-found-family

@eight-cats-in-a-box

@heycerulean

@ghostlystarwanderer

[extremelyblackandwhite]

a year in the life | rockstar! s.s.

pairing: rockstar!sebastian stan x writer!reader

main work: i wanna know what love is

season: autumn 🍁

a/n: in celebration of 4 major works of mine turning one this year (my babies, cannot believe it’s been a year) and based on the reboot of gilmore girls, i will be revisiting my works per season. we are starting with autumn and rockstar!seb. hope you enjoy xx

Y/N laid on the big chez lounge couch in the middle of her living room, surrounded by her children’s toys, with a large bowl of Doritos on her lap as the Real Housewives played on the background. For the very first time since forever, she was alone at home; Jess and Marion were at their respective schools while Sebastian was busy in the studio, doing some rearrangements to a new album. She loved the three of them more than anything but she knew that she would’ve never had the chance to eat Doritos without Sebastian complaining it was unhealthy for her or her children trying to take a bite. Lately, all she wants is to lay low, bask in her leave from work and watch some trashy TV. 

As her eyes were getting heavier and heavier with sleep when the front door opened, sending her back into alert mood. Luckily, it wasn’t no one trying to break in but her husband who still couldn’t open doors without making a big ruckus about it. 

     - I’m sorry, bunny. -  he stepped back as he recognised his wife’s sleepy face. - I thought you’d be in the bedroom. 

     - Can’t move. - she pointed at her bulging bump covered by one of his old jumpers which seemed to be the only thing that fully covered her at this particular stage. Sebastian chuckled, walking over to her to quickly kiss her, hand caressing her bump through the jumper. - Didn’t expect you to be home so early.

      - I can see. - he pointed at the bowl of Doritos on her lap. - You’re supposed to be the prudent one. 

    - I’m carrying your offspring. It makes me make bad decisions. - she teased, cuddling against him as he sat by her side, worn out slightly loose black leather jacket still on. - How are the boys?

    - Fighting about who gets to be godfather this time.

    - Did you tell them my brother is gonna be the godfather?

    - Now, where would the fun be in that, bunny? - he smirked, with that boyish like looks he still managed to remain after all these years. 

    - Stop it. - she leaned towards him to kiss him. 

    - How are you feeling today? - his hand mindlessly rubbed her bump, feeling the little moves of the baby whenever the baby moved. - Little one is a bit feisty today.

    - It’s been like this all of last night. I think I might be closer to labour than we think.

    - Why didn’t you tell me? I would’ve driven the kids to school, honey love. 

    - You needed to sleep. - she groaned as she stretched her legs. - Besides, Marion is staying with your mum today so I wanted to spend some time with her before she went. 

    - No kids tonight? - he leaned over to kiss her collarbone. - How long has it been?

    - As long as I’ve been pregnant. - she pushed him away playfully. - Jess is not going. 

    - Why not? Jess loves my mum. Is he sick? Urgh, is the flu going around his class again? We need to put him into a better school, those kids at his school are always s...

    - Seb, stop. - she rolled her eyes, smiling at the same time at how he’d gone from let it be to constant rambling about his children’s wellbeing. - He just wants to be home tonight and he’s been a little sad lately. 

    - You’re sure he’s not sick? Because there’s this private school which tests kids for all those flu things.

    - He’s not sick. He’s just got ... a bit of a lovebug. He got like this when I was last pregnant with Marion. 

    - Well, at least he hasn’t decided that the baby is just not coming. - Sebastian referred to Marion. Their daughter had just decided there was no baby coming around, even after being offered her own bedroom with her own bathroom, just for herself. - I’ll go pick him up, make it a whole thing. Maybe even pass by Al’s ... get you that pasta you really like. 

    - You’re just trying to make me forget that you’re the reason we’re moving houses. 

   - Y/N, this house has always been too small.

   - That’s because you need a whole room for your guitars alone. 

She’d spend the best part of her initial married years trying to convince Sebastian to either get a storage unit to put all his guitars in or to just merge it with his office yet, he’d always come back with an excuse. “Honey love, they need to be displayed”, “Bunny I would just get distracted if they were in my office” he would tell her with his rockstar like charm which she thought was strong enough to resist, yet how can she say no when he immediately shifts from boyish smile to having her pressed against the wall of that very same room, pounding into her as if he was an up and coming rockstar and her his favourite groupie. With the need for that bedroom, their once spacious apartment they bought when she was pregnant with Jess was becoming too small. Normally Y/N would be okay with it but being 8 months pregnant during the fall where it constantly rains in New York, moving seemed like the last thing she’d like to do and just thinking about it made her tired already. After all, she could barely walk to the kitchen without feeling tired or taking a short break in the middle of the path. She thought that after two pregnancies, the third one would be a walk in the park. Turns out it’s more like a run in the park, except the park is on fire and she’s barefoot. 

   - Honey love, asking me to get rid of my guitars is like asking you to get rid of your five copies of Emma.

   - They’re in different languages. - she argued back.

   - They’re different models, besides, we can finally have a guest bedroom. You always wanted a guest bedroom.

   - Sure then maybe my grandfather will come visit more often. How about that? - Sebastian chuckled at her answer. - I’m not joking. You get me pregnant, you get to be annoyed by my grandfather. 

   - You’re acting like this is my fault when you were the one who wore fishnets with a leather skirt. I’m only human. 

   - Fine, 10% my fault, 90% you fault. That’s my final offer.

   - You sure? 

   - Yes. You see, you are a sex maniac who cannot be controlled. 

   - That’s not what you wrote about me. - he smirked. - You said I had more soul than just a sex pot. 

   - Do not quote my own words at me.

   -  You bought my old guitar.

   - Urgh ... - she rolled her eyes. Sebastian grinned, happy he’d won the debate. - Just go make the other mums jealous please.

   - Look at you, using me for my sex appeal only.

   - No. I just really enjoy being the powerful mum. 

   - Yeah? What’s that like?

   - Constant questions about if we do weird sex blood rituals. Then mysterious answers, so they all fear you and don’t force you to attend PTA meetings on date nights. 

   - I gotta say, bunny ... we got this parenting thing covered. 

   - We do.

   - When I come back, you better not have a bowl of Doritos on your belly.

   - I’ll do whatever I want.

   - Sure, bunny, if you walk to the kitchen by yourself ...

   - Low move, Stan. Low.

   - You love me. - he chuckled, grabbing his keys from the trinket dish by the entry door. - See you soon, bunny.

   - Love you. - she scrunched her face in a little smile which he couldn’t help but smile back.

Sebastian liked to pick up Marion and Jess from school. His schedule normally meant Y/N, who had a more 9-5 job, was the one who’d do the drop offs and collections so he’d always meet them at home but whenever he could pick them up, he’d be the first one there. He just loved to see his two babies come out of school in their little uniforms which he incredibly hated when they first enrolled but now couldn’t help but find incredibly adorable. He also loved to see how both his children came out of school. Marion would be the one who’d take the longest, surrounded by all her friends and probably nursing a scrape or two on her knee as if kindergarten 2-3 year old was a big fighting ground while Jess would come out as quickly as he could. 

He parked slightly in front of his son’s school, coming out of the car and leaning against it. The parents’ eyes were immediately on him, maybe it was due to the star power or, most likely, it was because he was wearing a leather jacket, dark shades and his neck tattoo could be seen peaking out the collar of his jacket. His shoes crinkled the fallen leaves on the floor, avoiding those looks as he waited for his son. He knew who he was and he was not going to change it because he became a father, he is a good father, he knows that. The bell rang and a swarm of children came rushing out of the school, and they say birth rates are low. He took his sunglasses off, trying to pin point his son in the middle of all different aged children. 

   -  DAD! - he turned his head to the memorable voice, crutching down as he son rushed to him. Jess wrapped his arms around his father, little childish giggles as Sebastian pulled him off the floor.

   - Hey, buddy. How was school?

   - We did hand turkeys.

   - Hand turkeys? No way, that’s so cool. - he opened up the car’s passenger’s seat, sticking around to check if he fastened his seatbelt correctly before taking the driver’s seat. - It’s just gonna be us three today, bud. You, me and mummy. We getting Al’s and some ice cream. 

   - Why didn’t mummy come?

   - Mummy is very tired, buddy. The baby is kicking a lot, won’t let the baby sleep.

   - Oh ...  - Sebastian saw his son’s face grow sadder.

   - What do you want from Al’s, bud? You can get whatever you want.

   - Really?

   - Yeah.

The little restaurant had soon become a staple in their family life. Sebastian had. discovered by accident after accidentally burning dinner for Y/N’s. He wasn’t already too popular with Y/N’s family so he knew he had to fix it and there it was, the small little restaurant filled with delicious food. Now, it was just a Friday night tradition yet today was special, almost nostalgic to when Y/N, Sebastian and Jess had their first home. Back when Y/N and him were new parents and would trip on every toy in the apartment. God, those were the days. 

  - Dad? - Jess pulled at his sleeve while the two were waiting in the queue. 

  - Yeah, bud? - Sebastian picked him up, already understanding the signs of whenever he wanted to be held. 

  - I ... The baby’s not coming for a while, right? 

  - Why, Jessie? What did Marion say?

  - She didn’t say anything ... uhm, it’s gonna be three of us now. 

  - Yeah. We’re gonna get a new big place, we can even get a dog or a cat. You always wanted a cat, didn’t you? 

  - But, now I’m third.

  - What do you mean? - Sebastian furrowed his brows at the comment.

  - Well, when Marion was a baby you and mummy were always with her but she’s still a baby and now there’s a new baby, so I’m gonna be third. - Sebastian’s heart broke at that comment. Now it made sense. - And ... you’re not home a lot and mummy is gonna be busy with the baby.

  - Hey, you’re not third. - he rubbed his son’s back, kissing the side of his head, soothing him to the best of his ability. - You want me to be home more?

  - No, daddy ... you like doing music. 

  - Hm ... how about you come to the studio with me when you don’t have school?

  - Really? But you said I’m too little. 

  - Well, you’re gonna be a big brother again, I think it’s time.

  - Really?

  - Yeah. - he smiled him, his smile reflecting back at him. 

  - Faye. 

  - What?

  - We should name the baby Faye. 

  - Faye? You want your baby sister to be named Faye?

  - Yes.

  - Well ... Faye it is.

[broken-balance-baby]

hello who are your OCs? 👀💕 what fandoms were they created for? what do they look like? how old are they? what are their favourite snacks?

1. Dante Lai: Vaas's dead boyfriend, a pirate of Malaysian-Dominican descent, whom of which grew up physically abused in a poor household. He used to smuggle drugs around as a child and considering Malaysia's attitude towards them, he had to come up with strategies and map out his neighborhood before venturing through it all the time. He's a clever strategist and has an obsession with pretty things, he's very direct but also not socially adequate at all. It's what makes him stand out among the pirates for that reason. He's also a drug addict who likes cocaine for its pretty white powder, and he would do anything just to feel good. He peaked through Vaas's walls one day and Vaas, trying to keep up the facade failed and fell for him. They were in love but he died of an overdose (as Alex suggested, the pirate who was passed out in Vaas's couch in that ship memory in the DLC), rendering Vaas believing that he was responsible for Dante's death. Vaas can't stand it when people play dead because of it. His favorite snack was Crachi and he was 33 when he died.

2. Ava Montenegro: Vaas and Ajay's trans daughter, she was raised by the last pirates of Rook Island because Jason found her as a baby after stabbing Vaas to death. She grew up basically on edge, having to be the protective one for a family of pirates that were as reckless and careless as Vaas was with their lives. She's serious and often stressed out about her family, and wishes that she was raised a normal life but accepts her predicament as a pirate and child of Vaas. She's used to playing life on survival mode so travelling to Kyrat to find out about her other father was no big deal to her. Her favorite snack is Fan Milk and she's about 24.

3. Jace Brody : Jason and Ajay's son, he grew up a foster kid and constantly moved around all kinds of homes. Jason didn't know about him until he turned 18, making him start the journey to Jason and then to Rook about a certain "somebody", which in turn lead them to a trip to Kyrat to find Ajay. He's a very sweet and bubbly kid, compared to Ava he lived a life of privilege away from the need for survival, but thanks to both Jason and his newfound sister has to learn how to kill people lest he be the one killed. He's very scared but he's also too optimistic for his own good. His favorite snack is Doritos and he's about 19.

aaaaaaaaaaaA thank you for asking!! these three were created for Far Cry and are my absolute babies i love them so much!!!!!

[henryobsessed]

The Borrower and Her Bean - Part 18

Word Count: 1389

A/N Happy New Year

Henry was busy, there was only an hour till the football game was on and he was excited to share his love of the game with his new family. Currently, with the help of Greg and Carson, he had the iPhone leant against the leg of the coffee table. They had also managed to pull the toy couches from their place on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf to in front of the phone. The only one missing was the one up in Melina's room.  He grumbled to himself as they settled down, they did not have football food, the fruit they had was not football food. If he was ever big again he would make sure to introduce the men to Beer and Doritos. Sighing he decided that it was a little problem. The pleasure of sitting down to watch a game especial one with his team the Kansas City Chiefs with his new brothers, Lina's father and Pam and Elish's father would be enough.

The men enjoyed the comradery as Henry taught them the general rules of the game. Even Kal had come and laid down by Henry, he threaded his hand into the large dog's fur just behind his ear and scratched. Each pass, Sac, and a touchdown, they cheered enthusiastically as the Kansas City Chiefs fought their way to victory. As the game came to a close so did the night sky, they quickly moved the chairs back to their place on the bookshelf but as they were heading to get to the phone the door swung open. Scrambling they ran to the closest hiding place under the side table. The floor shook and dust particles could be seen dancing around the 5 men as Sandy called out as had become her custom "Henry? Are you back yet" her footfall seemed to Henry to he heavier today as he was bounced slightly by the floorboards as she grew closer in their direction.

He would never get used to this feeling, the terror of seeing a Giant, but at least he no longer froze in fear. Sandy was in the kitchen, pulling food out of the fridge as per Henry's request, Kal was dancing as she feeds the happy puppy. Finally, she knelt down grasping the large dogs face in the hands "I'm sorry Kal, I have to go. I'm going away today. I really hope your master comes home soon." Sensing eyes watching her a shiver went down her back as she looked around. It is in that moment she spotted the tail end of the phone down by the legs of the side table. Standing she walked back towards the living room, Henry inwardly groaned as he saw her large meaty hand grasping at the phone in front of them "Now how did you get back down here?" she whispered to the phone before placing it back on the top of the side table. Biding Kal farewell Sandy moved to the front door and left.

The men were shaken if she had looked any closer they would have been caught. Walking out Henry looked back up at the now out of reach phone. Frustration welled up as he tried not to throw a temper tantrum. How many times were he and his family going to have to retrieve this phone? He looked at the men and at that moment it truly hit him this was the life of a borrower. The phone was inconsequential but the act of retrieval, of helping each other, of working to survive each day. They looked ready to lend a hand but at this moment he had another purpose. Scratching the back of his neck he looked sheepishly at the men "Sorry, but let's get that another day. I need to talk to Melina's dad.

Henry stood facing Melina's father the older man was watching him with wary eyes as he instructed "Go ahead son,  what do you have to talk to me about" scratching the back of his neck again he swallowed hard then spoke "I want you to know that I know I was wrong, that I broke Melina's trust but that we have talked it through and I believe she has forgiven me. In the last week, I have fallen in love more and more with your daughter and your family. I believe in traditions so I ask you will you give me your blessing to court your daughter with the intention of asking her to marry me when the time is right?"

The older man frowned at Henry for but a moment before a grin spread across his face, "I have watched you this week Henry and I will be honest to start off I did not think you would survive as a Borrower. However, I have seen in this week your tenacity to stick to something until you have mastered it. Your size and strength have made you an asset to the family. I have also seen the way you look at my daughter, caring for her without demining her, valuing her and listening to her when she has instructed you. I appreciate how you want to protect my family." holding his hand out to the stunning bean he pulled him into a hug and said into his shoulder "Yes, My answer is Yes, now all you have to do is convince her" with a chuckle and a laugh he let Henry go and walked away.      

The hour was late, Henry and Melina were back on the window sill looking out at the stars. Henry held Lina in his arms, it was becoming like home to him, holding her close to his heart. He ran his hands through her hair, and down her arms, his deep cadence echoed against the glass, "You are so special to me Lina, I hope you know I would give up everything to stay by your side" A word he had hoped would bring her confidence in his attentions instead caused her to start to weep. The tears flowed and Henry did not know what to do but to hold his little sprite close and continue to whisper words of comfort. It was not long before she had cried herself to sleep again. He thought of carrying her to there beds but realised it was impossible to do that with shoestring ropes to climb down so instead he tucked her closer and closed his eyes.

Nighsong and whisper looked to each other a smile echoed on each other's face.

The morning sun shone on Henry's face waking him from a peaceful slumber. Stretching he felt something was amiss, instead of the hard sill he was in a soft bed, his bed. His first thought was Lina looking to his left he breathed a sigh of relief, she was ok. It took but a moment to realise she was not just ok but she was big like him. A soft smile broke across his face as he reached up a hand to brush her cheek "Lina, my precious Lina its time to wake" he watched as her eyes opened. The haze of sleep clouded her gaze for just a moment until she realisation dawned and her face brightened "You still hear, they didn't take you " she burrowed into his chest holding him tight. Confusion over her statement hit him, what was she talking about, who was going to take him? wanting clarification and also wondering how long it would take for Lina to realise she was big he gently pulled her back.

Lina was in awe, the moon and stars had ignored her plea and in this one moment, she realised she was glad they had. After his words last night she had realised she never wanted to leave his side. He was now gazing into her face a cute confused look on his face, she was about to tell him what she had done. When Kal came bounding onto the bed tail wagging and diving in between them. Now instead of henry being confused, she was, whilst Henry hugged his best mate he looked at her a smile on his face as she began to look around her. Shock, Amazement, Fear and Joy clamoured in her bain for dominance. She was a Bean.

A/N Happy New Year :)

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Keira and Lambert’s love story Part 2

Here is Part 1

Another episode of Keira and Lambert's love story because I have a lot of fun with these incorrect quotes. Here again comes the case of the child of surprise, about which I wrote earlier > here <. And I even have an idea where the Kid would come from and I think I will include it in some fanfic... I mean, I'm pretty sure Keira and Lambert would be hilarious as parents. And although they would have no idea how to raise a child, they would accidentally do a good job.

Anyway, enjoy!

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Triss: What do you look for in a guy?

Keira: I don’t know, real stuff. Shape of his ass.

*later*

Lambert: If Keira sees this, she’s going to think I’m an idiot.

Geralt: And this would be news to her how?

Lambert: Look, let's be serious for a moment, I really need your advice. I haven’t dated in a while, but there’s a good reason for that.

Geralt: Two good reasons: your face and your personality.

Triss: Then you're lucky Lambert, that Keira cares about a good ass only.

Lambert: What the fuck, Merigold, how long have you been here?

***

Keira: *Pulls curtain back while Lambert is in the shower*

Keira: Are we - stop screaming, it’s just me - are we out of doritos?

*later*

*Geralt comes to Corvo Bianco and finds Lambert and Keira hanging out in the living room*

Geralt: Uh, hello, people who do not live here.

Keira: Oh, hi Geralt.

Geralt: You know, I gave you the key for emergencies.

Lambert: We were out of doritos.

***

*Geralt, Yennefer, Triss and Eskel are having breakfast in Corvo Bianco when Lambert  comes in, covered in glitters.*

Lambert: Ok, which of you fuckfaces put stripper glitters in my shower gel?

Keira: That’s why we’re late. We figured why not take advantage of this situation.

*Cut to Lambert dancing like a chippendale while Keira is throwing dollars bills at him.*

*Later, Triss tucks a dollar under the hem of his pants.*

Lambert: *gasp* It was you, Merigold!

***

*Keira and Lambert are arguing, in Corvo Bianco with Geralt and Eskel nearby*

Lambert: Woman, as your husband I command you!

Geralt: We’ll leave and give you guys some privacy…

*Witchers exits the room*

Keira: You, wanna take back that “I command you” thing?

Lambert: Please, can I?

***

Keira, jokingly: I should have Lambert kill you for that.

Lambert, materializing beside her: Who do I need to kill?

Keira : Wh- no, I was just kidding around.

Lambert, pulling out a sword: Now, who’s bothering you?

Keira: Just so you know Lambert, if you go to prison for that, I will not wait for you.

Lambert: You won’t have to. I’ll escape, we both know that.

***

Keira: When I said bring me back something from the beach, I meant like, a shell.

Lambert, struggling to hold onto a seagull: Well you didn’t fucking say that!

***

Lambert: I would like to say that I was wrong, and I’m very very sorry.

Keira, sternly: About what?

Lambert: What do you got?

***

Keira: You know I hate it when you make up words, Lambert.

Lambert: Are you still mad at me for saying “snaccident”?

Keira: Yes.

Lambert, sighing: Well apparently, relationships are mostly just apologizing for saying something hilarious. Am I right, Babe?

Keira: I’m almost certain you’re not, but to be fair I wasn’t listening.

***

Lambert: Our house is burning and you can save the cake or me. What do you choose?

Keira: That’s not fair. The cake doesn’t have legs.

***

Keira, watching the news: Some idiot tried to fight a squid at the aquarium.

Lambert, covered in ink: Maybe the squid was being a dick!

***

Lambert: Keira, you were right, you were right about everything.

Keira: I know, Lambert, but I need you to be more specific.

***

Kid: Mommy, where do people go when they die?

Keira: I don’t know, did you check under your bed?

Kid: …

Keira: Good night honey!

***

Keira: Okay, you’d better be going to bed at a reasonable hour, don’t make me tuck you in and kiss you goodnight.

Kid: Don’t threaten me with a good time.

Keira: Last warning before I sing a lullaby.

Kid: No, not a lullaby! Okay, I'm going to sleep but I need you to check under the bed for monsters.

Keira: Listen, I appreciate your confidence in me but if there’s a monster under there, it’s going to kill us both.

Kid, with panic: MOM!

Keira: Ok, this requires drastic measures.

Keira: Lambert!

Lambert, entering the room with a sword in his hand: No fear! I'll take care of this monster!

* Lambert gets under the bed, the sounds of fight are heard.*

Lambert from under the bed: You son of a bitch! Eat this! I don’t fucking think so! Begone! Die!

Lambert, coming out from under the bed, covered with red: It's all right, princess, the monster is dead.

* later, after leaving the Kid's room *

Keira: We have to stop doing this, this isn’t good for her mental health. She will be traumatized or something.

Lambert, licking the ketchup from his face: Oh, come on! I'm her hero!

***

Keira, about Kid: And now she sleeps with a sword, Lambert.

Lambert: Is that true?

Kid: Sort of. Sometimes. Yes.

Lambert: Good girl.

***

* Kid brings home bad grades from school *

Lambert: Don't worry, I was never a valedictorian myself. Vesemir said I lacked certain necessary qualities.

Kid: Like what?

Lambert: Like the ability to behave myself.

***

Lambert, on the phone: OK Kid, tell me what’s happening. Give me a full report.

Kid: Yeah, I’m still eating that candy. Do you want… do you want me to keep eating it?

Lambert: How much have you had?

Kid: Two or three bowls.

Lambert: Can you still see straight?

Kid: Sort of.

Lambert: That means you’re fine.

***

*It's Lambert's turn to play with Kid*

Keira: Is that my bra? What are you doing with my bra?

Lambert: Oh, no, no, it’s not what you think. We just used it to fling water ballons off the roof.

***

* Lambert teaches their daughter how to fight drowners *

Lambert: Go get 'im, Tiger!

Kid: *attacks, puts a bomb in the drowner's mouth and bursts its head *

Lambert: Oh, I so pity the dude who pressures her into prom sex.

Keira: That’s a lie.

Lambert: *smiling maniacally*

*later he teaches her how to fight a specter*

Lambert: If a ghost picks a fight with you, put this oil on your sword, lure it into the trap and remember: someone already killed that motherfucker once.

***

Lambert: Hey girl. What’s going on?

Kid: Teenage rebellion.

Lambert: Fuck yeah! Stick it to the old people.

Keira: Lambert, stop encouraging her!

***

*Keira and Lambert are kissing*

Kid: Get a room.

Keira: We have one.

Kid: I know. Use it.

***

Keira: Kid’s boyfriend is picking her up at seven.

Lambert: I can’t wait to beat him.

Keira: Meet him.

Lambert: That’s what I said.

*later*

Boyfriend: Is this the part where you say if I hurt her, you’ll kill me ?

Lambert: No, if you hurt her she’s quite capable of killing you herself. Possibly with a variety of weapons. I trained her well, she is a ruthless killing machine.

Keira: That's not true, don’t listen to him. I mean, yes, she is able to kill you in three seconds and never forget about that, but she is a spoiled daddy's girl. She will totally ask Lambert to break your spine if you hurt her.

*later*

Boyfriend: Your parents are funny, these were good jokes.

Kid, deadpan: They weren’t joking

[greenflamedwriter]

Percy AU

Percy Jackson AU

Keith as Nico di angelo and Lance as Percy Jackson.

But Lance was never claimed so he assumed he was Hermes kid he meshed well with them.

But once Keith got claimed so did lance and then shiro their dads had some sort of rivalry.

They didn’t account for the three to fall in love with each other. After an intense mission to save medusa. For lance.

Personophene for Keith and Ganymede for Shiro.

1 Lance is really nice and open with people until he realises that both Keith and Shiro are Roman descendants and not greek so they clash a little, Keith insults greeks and Lance is offended.

2 dinner and theres a party and lance is in the middle of it trying to get the daughter of Athena (Allura) To dance with him and that’s when it happens. Shiro is claimed by zues and everyone applauds then Keith by Hades and hears other say (it was so obvious he was an emo) But then lance is claimed by poseidan and everyone just stops and stares. What?

3 Lance is mad, he was a hermes kid wasn’t he? He looked like them, he had the same jaw line and nose and they all got along so well...this had to be a mistake and why now? He blames the new kids and this is when the party Lance becomes grouchy.

4 They get a quest (to save the victims by the abuse if the main three gods. Medusa, Personophene, Ganeymede)

5. Lance remembers his mother, and he always heard the tale of Medusa and thought it was sad. So when they go to the statues, and realise it’s people Lance keeps talking about how sorry he was and how being how she looks was to protect herself, Lance wanted to sacrifice himself and asked to let Keith and Shiro go to save kids. Medusa realising no trick lets him go.

6. Personophene and Keith, Keith apologises since Personophene hates Hades he thought and she blinks “I’m a god, I don’t eat.

Period. I knew underworld food would keep me trapped I hadn’t eaten in months and all of a sudden I’m peckish? Pul-ease.” Keith blinked confused.

“And I don’t hate you, you didn’t ask to be born. And I know Hades returns to me in the end.” Personophene brushes his cheek “You have his eyes, maybe thats why I can’t bring myself to hate you.”

7. Ganeymede. The boy who was stolen, raped and made into Zues personell wine waiter then demoted to a fate taxi cab telepromter. Boy he hates Shiro because who can actually hurt Zues?

Camp halfblood, was Lance’s home since before he could remember. He was here when he was seven years old and in all that time ten years later, he’d never been claimed.

He like any other child who wasn’t claimed stayed in the Hermes Cabin. They’re cabin was huge and the many children and teens there were very sociable. Sure at times they were a bit..much. But their pranks were legendary.

Lance always figured he was a hermes kid, he looked like them. Racheal was practically his twin, with long curly hair and Veronica was like his big sister, Luis and Marco were always taking care of him.

The hermes kids were amazing but Lance?

He just existed, everyone in the camp had gone on a quest, they’d been choosen. And some kids died young. Most die on they’re missions and Lance was the oldest person here.

The looks he got...it made him feel guilty and yet he was terrified of a prohecy that would choose to kill him.

He felt like on of the unlucky kids whose wisdom teeth hadn’t grown in yet.

And he was terrified.

But living his life in fear got boring after awhile and who had time to be afraid when an honest to god goddess lived in camp half blood whose name began with an A?

No not aphrodite, they weren’t that lucky.

Allura Altea- The most beautiful girl here also his age, but she has been on more quests and regained so any trophies. Lance could only gaze from afar and hope that one day he’ll have a quest and prove how much of a badass he was, maybe she’d give him the time of day.

Allura was at the pool, still in her white vest top and brown trousers sitting crosslegged and plaiting Romelles hair. They were best friends and girls always did stuff like that.

He sighed wistfully, maybe one day he’d sit over there playing with Allura’s hair and she’d kiss his cheek.

“Lance?”

“Fuck Zues!” Lance cried out almost punching himself in the face. Alfor the camp’s leader raised an eyebrow.

“Are you busy?”

Lance stood up hastily “No- No not at all.” He brushed grass of his legs, he would never admit his feelings for Allura with Alfor.

The guy was like her dad, well he was like everyones adoptive dad, along with Coran. So Lance would never tell him anything about that.

“What is it?” Alfor had his arms crossed and a knowing smile.

“Lance I would’ve asked but since you’ve been here longer, I hope you would do me a favour?”

Lance blinked “And what’s that?”

“Two kids from the roman camp got lost and found themselves here. They have no where to go and I thought someone like you would help them settle in, show them around.”

Was alfor...dumping these kids on him, why couldn’t he do it?

“I’m already introducing the first year campers, my hands are tied.” Lance raised an eyebrow then sighed “Fine.” It wasn’t like he wasn’t doing anything anyway.

Plus, being a tour guide to a bunch of snot nosed brats might not suck so much.

They were not brats.

Lance didn’t even think they were kids, he took a step out the cabin where they reside and made a show of looking around.

“Excuse me, have you seen any kids from a roman camp?” Because these guys had to be counselors, one was built like superman with beefy titties of doom, and a thin dorito shaped body and Lance had a good feeling he had a nice ass to go with the combo, he had a lock of white hair and beautiful almond eyes with a scar along his face. The guy could stop a room and the other one wasn’t bad looking either.

He looked like the type of guy Lance would ask to step on him, he was scowling with a cute pout and raven coloured hair that curled around his face and- god that was a mullet, well everything else made up for it.

These two were sculptures carved by pygmalion himself.

“Eyes up here,” The big one spoke and oh god even his voice sounded delightful. It was obvious, some higher power made these two to tempt him and Lance honestly didn’t mind.

He grimaced “Sorry,” He slid inside placing a hand in his pockets “Well I’ll take it you guys are the roman kids- and not some new counselors?” Who happen to model in their spare time, he kept to himself.

“Yeah, the roman camp just wasn’t for us.” The big man spoke again. Lance shrugged “Ever since the whole Roman and Greek exposure everyone feels as if their camp isn’t the right fit.” Lance shrugged “Who knows- am I the son of Hermes or the son of Mercury?” At this the scowling one looked surprised.

“You know the roman equivalents?” Lance winked “Not just a pretty face.”

He looked flabergasted and Lance almost laughed at him, he heard the other chuckle.

“I’m Shiro, and this is Keith. We were not selected yet which is why they sent us here. In case the greek gods want to claim us.” Lance grimaced “You might not get claimed some kids here have lived here years and still hadn’t been claimed. The greek camp is just a glorified holding place for the newbies and the unclaimables.” Lance beamed.

“So want a tour?”

Both glanced at one another then shrugged “Sure.”

Lance gaped at the white lighting bolt floating above Shiro’s head and then a purple scythe above Keiths. The other campers gasped as they drew away from the two except Lance as he beamed.

“Dude that’s amazing!” He clapped Keith on the shoulder “Claimed on day one, I’m jealous.” Then everyone was staring at him.

Keith looked up “I thought you said you were a kid of hermes?” Lance frowned “I am?” He glanced up and froze.

Above his head was a blue trident.

Poseidon's trident.

His eyes fell to the Hermes cabin and felt his heart shatter. They weren’t his family- they weren’t his brothers and sisters.

Alfor came and the rest was a blur, Lance was mostly in shock. It wasn’t until after when Alfor told him he’d have to move his stuff to his new cabin that he realised how severe it was.

His empty cabin, not much children of the big three stayed in the greek camp all of them were moving to rome. It was the only place that was big enough where they could live past eighteen. Allura the daughter of Athena mentioned moving there once, Lance never thought he could, he had his family here- or he thought he did.

His eyes slid over to Keith and Shiro, both looking excited and relieved that they were claimed.

Lance scowled he was never claimed before. Not once, then they show up and suddenly he is?

It was their fault.

Their new quarters are empty, there has never been children to the great three gods in a while, he’d been told. Shiro lay upon his bed glancing up at Zues. He looked ready to smite Shiro where he lay.

Where was the happy Zues from Disney? Shiro sat up, unable to sleep. Waking up somewhere different has always been scary and knowing Keith isn’t there? It’ll kill him.

He stood up from his bed and moved towards the back door opening it up with a slide onto the patio and took a step onto the wooden decking.

“Oh.” He flinched looking up then relaxed to find Keith there, looking awkward.

“Keith,” He asked relieved and the other relaxed too “Want to go for a swim?” Shiro glanced at the lake then smirked.

Lance couldn’t sleep.

He was in a new bed, with new sheets and a much larger, emptier room.

He rolled over and sighed, and that was loud. The silence was killing him, he sat up scowling into the darkness. He wasn’t sleeping no matter what.

Lance slowly makes his way towards the lake, he’s done this thousands of times and when he couldn’t sleep it usually helped in the past.

He heard a sound of splashing then laughter his head shot up and froze to see both Shiro and Keith in the lake.

Making out.

That...makes so much sense. But honestly Lance felt even more peeved.

“Oh come on! Really?” Both startled away to see Lance but he scowled shaking his head and tossing of his towel violently “No it’s too late,” Lance began to take of his shirt “I’m already out here, keep your cooties to yourself.” He dived into the lake and started swimming making lots of noise. He loved the glare the two had then dived into the water and kept swimming.

It felt fitting, sharing a lake with the kids that started this.

Sure it wasn’t their fault but if they didn't come to the camp Lance wouldn’t be choosen by poseidon in the first place.

He couldn’t see beyond the moonlight but he felt calm, he hated poseidon for doing this but it answered questions, made him lighter why he liked the water why sometimes the hermes kids were a bit...much.

And Lance just floated in the water and shut his eyes. There was a prophecy long ago about the greek children of the big three would cause the apocolpse. It ended and it turned out they didn’t do the apocalypse just the trigger for it, it was all dumb, but the fear remained. Roman kids were the exception...until now.

Lance opened his eyes still fuming, it happened four hours ago- he had a family, his friends in the Hermes Cabin now they looked at him weirdly he even had a chance with Allura (He didn’t) But now she couldn’t stand the sight of him.

It took him a few moments to remember that he wasn’t holding his breath, Lance brow furrowed huh?

He took a long inhale and he was breathing, like he was breathing air. This was- he was close to panicking now, had he ever tried this before? Well no what idiot breathed in water besides drinking it, of course he hadn’t tried this before. Until suddenly something grabbed his arm and he thrashed and felt something pull him up, the surface broke as he gulped in large bursts of air that burned his throat he was still being pulled he blinked water out of his eyes to see-shiro?

Shiro picked him up and practically tossed him on the back gasping, Lance gasped hand on his chest.

“Dude what the hell?” he asked outraged, what was Shiro’s deal?

Shiro glared at him then a voice spoke behind him “We thought you were drowning, idiot!” Lance turned and gasped to see not only Keith in a towel dripping wet and looking pissed, there was also

Alfor the Camp leader and Coran were standing just behind him.

Lance felt his throat close up “Uh h-how long was I…?”

Shiro looked up through his bangs grey eyes brewing up a storm that could rival Zues’s thunder “Almost twenty minutes.” Lance eyes bulged.

“I...I wasn’t drowning, I was always able to hold my breath under water.” Lance couldn’t say he wasn’t holding his breath period but admitting something like that would only solidify he was the son of Poseidon.

But shiro rolled his eyes “Son of posedion, typical.”

Alfor cleared his throat “What I have to ask boys, is what were you doing out in the lake past curfew.”

Now Lance almost stopped breathing. His first time in trouble, he glared at Shiro and Keith.

This was all of their fault.

Lance hides behind a pillar panting with a cut down his cheek. Oh god he was going to die!

“Hey!”

Lance turned to see Shiro lunge forward eyes closed “If you want a fight come and get me!”

Lance gaped what?

They were in the car silent, “Um, a-about medusa? I pretty much handled it.”

Keith snorted from the back even Shiro’s grip tightened on the wheel “Walking out into the open to face Medusa knowing full well what she was going to do to you?”

Lance felt himself flush “We had to save them shiro- she was my responsibility- you didn’t have to jump in there to help me,”

“She was going to kill you!” Shiro snapped almost swerving on the road, Lance and Keith gaped as Shiro continued his tangent “Like hell I was going to sit there and let her.”

“I’m trying to say ‘thank you’ you ass!”

The car became silent and Lance shuffled in his seat glancing away “You didn’t have to help me but you did, so, thanks by the way…”

He crissed his arms and Shiro was surprised even with Keiths bewildered look in the background “Your welcome.” Shiro said softly as they aimlessly continued west

“Cone on Keith wheres your sense of humour!”

“Lance, no.”

Lance grabbed his arm and dragged him backwards towards the carnival with Shiro following behind. Lance pulled Keith onto every ride forced him to eat cotton candy but what stopped Keith from snapping at the kid.

Was when Lance played a shooting range gane and gave Keith a hippo.

“Only the best for the prettiest boy.”

Lance grabbed his hand and pulled Keith fir more open stalls with merchendise.

Keithseyes were shinning theough the whole trip and Shiro was able to watch it all.

Carnival leads to persophene

After Aphrodite crisis to pair the three up.

Lance jumps at the teenage girl sitting at the pool beside him, “So why don’t you try them, I know you like them.” Lance flushed “What?”

“It’s obvious, except not obvious enough for those two. Love does make a person go blind.” Lance shook his head “What no? Come between Keith and Shiro?”

She looked amused as he babbled “I can’t do that to them, they’ve been through so much.” Lance looked over to the two his eyes softening “Shiro has been hurt so many times, gladiator fights? It was compeltely barbaric and his hair is white- and Keith he’s a demon with a sword and can raise skeletons from the dead! Both are so strong but only vunerable around each other...they’re perfect for each other. When I think of Soulmates I think of them two...I hope I can find someone like them one day.”

“Like them? Why not just court them, I doubt the two would mind.”

“Making them pick each other or me? That’s stepping down.” Lance said unknowing why this stranger tried to sabotage Keith and Shiro, was she a siren? If so it wasn’t working.

She shook her head “No, it is possible to be partners with three people. I should know, Hephaestus is very accepting of who I am and who I bed with.”

“Heph- wait.” Lance’s eyes widened in shock as he looks at the golden teen properly.

She was big, round belly and thick legs and arms with golden healthy hair curling at her shoulders her face plump lips tilted into a smile as sea green eyes seemed to swirl, unnatural. God like.

She looked exactly like the painting, Venus stepping out of her sea shell.

She stroked his face “We share waters, both are lovers of the sea.” She kissed his cheek “If Gods could adopt demi-children, all of Poseidon's folk would be mine. Artemis can do it, why can’t I?”

Lance gaped “I can’t turn my back on poseidon he’ll drown me.” She smiled “What’s wrong with co-parenting? Do him proud by defending his name and waters and do me proud,” She nudged his shoulder and glancing at Keith and Shiro “By falling in love.” Lance’s eyes widened “I give my blessing, and I wouldn’t do this for a lost cause I stoke the fires for love. Never extinguishing them.” Lance blinked and she was gone.

The beautiful teenager, Aphrodite.”

Ganeymede they use their powers keith summons dinasaurs lance dives underwater to save shiro (ganeymede drowns shiro as zues cant save him)

Ganeymede “Zues is gay!?”

Both Ganeymede Keith and shiro raised an eyebrow “Ih yeah, who wasn’t gay with the greek gods.” Lance felt as if his whole life was a lie.

“I feel like I should know this as a fellow gay,”

Keith oatted his head “Your a newbie gay it’ll take a while to figure out.”

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #317

i’m tired as a motherfucker and don’t feel like thinking up some lyrics, so here, jus have the survey.

Have you volunteered in the past 6 months? No. French fries or onion rings? French fries. I don't like onion rings. Do you suffer from anxiety? Very badly. Favorite healthy snack? "Apples and peanut butter are one of them." <<<< Same, actually. Good shit. Favorite Disney movie? Forever and always The Lion King. If you see a bee in your house.. are you going to kill it? I hate to say it, but I'm killing it. Do you normally take a shower in the morning or at night? Morning. Do you have a cat? Yeah. What is your favorite animal? It will always be meerkats. Always. Do you know what time you were born? 10:30 AM, I believe. Do you like McDonalds? I'm gonna be real: I've never understood the McDonald's hate. I enjoy it perfectly fine. I mean it's certainly not gourmet, but I'll choose it over other fast food places sometimes. It's cheap and decent food, imo. What's your favorite flower? Orchids. Have you thought about joining the military? FUCK no. Who is the person that has impacted your life the most? Given my PTSD, I think it's pretty obviously Jason. Have you ever had a pet fish? Yeah, but not a lot. I never enjoyed them much. Have you ever wanted to be on a game show? Not seriously, no. I wouldn't want to be on television. Have you ever vaped? Nah. Who was the last person to give you a hug? Either my niece or nephew. Have you ever been on TV? I don't think so, no. What's your favorite store in the mall? Hot Topic, ugggghhhhh take me there. Has anyone ever told you that you have an accent? Yeah, especially when I was younger when I definitely did have a clear Southern accent. Do you have any piercings? Yeah, six. I have been DYING for a new one lately... How did your parents meet? Work. What was your first word? "Dada." Do you eat more healthy food or junk food? Somewhere in the middle, I'd say. What do you spend too much money on? When it's my own money, tattoos. I think I'll be perfectly capable of doing it, but when I'm employed, I'm going to have to watch how much I invest into those. What is a disturbing episode of an otherwise non-disturbing show? What is a disturbing show (or one you would describe as one) is enjoyable to you? Meeeh I don't watch enough for this. What is the most memorable song in a movie? How about a show? Oh wow, I dunno. "Circle of Life" from TLK is a beauty, as is "Strangers Like Me" from Tarzan. There really are a lot. As for shows, "Carry On My Wayward Son" from Supernatural will immediately get fans screaming the lyrics, haha. However, I don't know if that song properly counts since it wasn't written just for the show, but whatever. What is something you’re grateful for that humans have made/have continued to make exist? What about something that you wish that humans didn’t destroy? The Internet, whew. I wish humans would stop destroying the fucking environment. It's heartbreaking how many woods are wiped away here for construction, only to never be built on... While evil men are commonly talked about, what woman would you consider the most evil? I don't know, but it would probably be a rapist or pedophile. Those are probably the people I abhor most. Do you believe children can be evil? If so, what child from history do you believe to have been the most evil? I don't really think children are born evil, no. I've never heard of a diabolical baby or anything. I think the environment they are raised in molds them as they age. I don't know about the last question. Name one way that music can be bad for humans. It can be depressing sometimes, actually dragging your mood down, especially if you already feel low. What has been one of the most blatant advertising in a movie, show, or music video? Some of these questions are hard man, idfk lol. What book have you read/listened to that “messed you up” (or made you have a lot of negative feelings afterward)? Johnny Got His Gun left me feeling so spiteful towards and disappointed in the world. It definitely made me feel down for a while. If you have a pet, what is the best thing that you have for them (either a toy, a highly rated food, etc)? If you don’t have one but would like one, have you thought about what you would get your pet? We definitely don't have the money for "high quality" stuff. What works, works. Did you ever know anyone who was (previously) a part of a cult? What cult? Were you ever a part of one? No. What is something that is legal right now that really shouldn’t be? I'm stealing the previous person's answer by saying fireworks. They have a horrible effect on animals and PTSD victims and is just litter and a fire hazard. What is a movie you consider successful/good that did not have high reviews? I'm not educated enough on movie rankings. When you met the person you now like, what happened? We hugged and cried a bit lmao. Did you realize anything today? No. What do you want to do today? It'd be nice to get off my ass and get Emerson's birthday pictures into Lightroom so Ashley can finally have them... Can you honestly say you’d risk your life for someone else? I know with certainty I would for some people. Could you forgive a boyfriend or friend who physically hurt you? Ha, nope, byyyyeee~ What’s the cutest thing someone’s ever done for you? Ugh... So one night when I was lying down to go to bed but also texting Jason, I was being playful and joked for him to sing me to sleep. He sent me a video for "The Mortician's Daughter" by Black Veil Brides (one of his favorite bands) and just pasted the lyrics, and I thought it was the cutest fucking thing ever. I went to bed listening to it and just smiling. It's why I just don't listen to it anymore. I shouldn't have even talked about it, soooo next question. What are the top five places you wish you could go before you die? Ummm South Africa, Yellowstone National Park, Germany, Alaska, and the Bahamas, maybe. How many tattoos would you like to have? I'm gonna be a fuckin mural. I want tats pretty much everywhere. What question do you hate to answer? "What do you like to do for fun?" What's your favourite animated or cartoon program? Fullmetal Alchemist. What do you think the greatest invention has been? Electricity. What's your favourite movie quote? I dunno, I don't really have one. Do you prefer digital or analogue clocks? Analogue clocks are way more elegant and can be beautifully decorated. Who is your favorite foreign singer/musician? Do you translate his or her lyrics? If you exclude English-speaking foreign bands, like from the UK, Rammstein for sure. I can translate some of them. Say something in a foreign language? "Liebe" means "love" in German. What is a weather-type that you like that not many others do? Snow, for sure. I've never understood the "ew, snow" type of people. It's so pretty. Granted, it's rare here, so it's more of a treat down here, but still. Who do you know personally that has a nice singing voice? Sara has a beautiful voice. What was the last word you learned? I have no clue, given how bad my memory is becoming... It's hard for me to learn anything nowadays, because it doesn't stick. What is your favorite culture? (that you find most interesting): I'll be honest, I'm not very well-informed on foreign cultures. Due to taking so many classes though, I do find German culture to be quite appealing. They are very serious about honesty (for example, telling someone you're okay when you're not is frowned upon in small talk, even), as well as manners. I would love to experience their lifestyle. Have you ever watched anime porn? I've never watched porn to begin with. If you got paid $3 million to smoke meth one time would you do it? Nope. I'm not risking addiction or death. Are ladybugs cute? Yesssss. Will you leave the house without fragrance on? Yeah, I usually do. Do you make good money doing what you do? I'm unemployed. I've only ever worked minimum wage jobs. What is your favorite fruit? Strawberries, yum. And kiwi. What do you think of horses? I love them! Are you doing something with your life that matters? Ugh, I don't feel like it. Do you like gravy on your mashed potatoes? I hate gravy. What is the dirtiest rap song you have ever heard? Nicole played "WAP" once when I was in the car and I wanted to die. What about a dirty song in any other genre? "Bitches" by Hollywood Undead MIGHT be rap, but idk? What even is their genre???? But anyway, as much as I love the song, it's dirty as shit. What is a genre of music you simply can't stand? Rap, generally. What is, in your opinion, the best way of dealing with a break up? Lots and lots of self-care and focusing on loving yourself and realizing your worth lies in yourself and not another person. What flavor of Doritos do you like best? Cool Ranch, of course. Would you ever go to a comedy club? Yeah, sure. Why is it that photography is becoming a trend? Because it's art, and people enjoy art???????? What is the funniest movie you have ever seen? White Chicks gets me way harder than it should lmao. Would you ever consider dating someone who lived across the country? I guess, so long it was the plan that we'd eventually move in together, and effort was being made to achieve that once we got pretty serious. Do you have a tattoo? If you do, describe the pain you went through when getting it done. Well, I have six, so I'll just talk about my first one, which was on my wrist. It really isn't bad, especially once you've adjusted to the pain. I think the best metaphor would be that it's like lightly pinching a cat scratch. Outlining is the worst part, imo. What is your favorite bookstore? I don't have one. Who was the last person to tell you that you were cute? I have no idea. When was the last time you had a fever? How high did it go? Oh, I couldn't tell you. Those are very rare for me. How many times do you think that you’ve truly been in love before? With who? Twice, with Jason and Sara. Do you prefer French kissing, or regular kissing more, and why? I mean, this depends on the mood as well as how serious we are. Have you ever been married before? How many times? No. Who do you know that gives the best hugs? Summer has always been a big, strong hugger like I am. Have you ever dated someone of the same gender before? Yeah. Who do you consider to be your hero? My mom. Who is your best friend? Tell us about them. Sara. She's a very caring, strong, creative, just overall amazing person who stands firmly for what she feels is right, and we can't forget about her incredible loyalty, nor her absolute adoration for animals, reptiles especially. How much did your car cost? I don't have my own car. What is the last picture you received on your phone of? Sara sent me a photo of Martha, her ball python. Do you have any friends that actually model? No. Do you keep condoms in your room? No, considering I have no reason to. Do you follow any special diet? (dairy free, vegetarian, gluten free etc.) No, but I desperately want to return to being vegetarian. Vegan would be even better, but I know I'm absolutely not capable of that. What is an appliance you don’t have, but would love to have? uhhhhh Which keys on your keyboard are worn out the most? My "a," "s," and "d" from gaming. If you could be any supervillain, which would you be? Ha, I could probably pull off Harley Quinn pretty easily. Though "super"villain sounds a bit strong for her. What’s the most historic thing that has happened in your lifetime? Either Covid or 9/11, probably. What’s the scariest non-horror movie? I personally think the idea behind Johnny Got His Gun is fucking terrifying. What’s the most amazing true story you’ve heard? More beautiful than "amazing," but whatever. I can't think of anything else. Jason's mother actually left his father to go back home to New York when he cheated on her, but he followed her all the way there, and they wound up reconciling and were very happily married since. They were a spectacular couple, and I miss them a lot. What brand are you most loyal to? I have no idea. It's hard to be loyal to any when you're not the one buying products. Where are you not welcome anymore? Well, speaking of him, probably Jason's house, haha... I feel that if I just showed up there, his parents would honestly be super happy to see me and want to catch up, but Jason, not so much. I doubt Colleen would welcome me into her house, either. What’s the most recent show you’ve binge-watched? Avatar: The Last Airbender w/ Sara. What’s a common experience for many people that you’ve never experienced? Just... adult stuff. Paying bills. Having a stable job. Passing their driver's test. What are some misconceptions about your hobby? We'll use forum roleplay here, in which case I know a very common misconception is that it's sexual in nature and is a kink. It's never been that for me. It's about building unique, complex characters in a vast universe of your creativity, meshing with other's. It's a beautiful thing to me. What’s the dumbest thing someone has argued with you about? Oh, I'm sure something with Mom... because she is absolutely never wrong. What’s the longest rabbit hole you’ve been down? Conspiracy theories on YouTube, aha... What odd smell do you really enjoy? I really enjoy the smell of lilacs, though I know people who think they smell too strong and/or just stink. If you had a HUD that showed three stats about any person you looked at, what three stats would you want it to show? Hm, interesting question. Maybe approachability, moral alignment, and mood. What is your favorite flavor of pop tart? I really like the chocolate sundae ones. Gum? I really like fruit-flavored gums, especially watermelon or strawberry. Last song you sang along to? I sang a bit to "Second Chance" by Shinedown. Are you fascinated by rivers? Yeah, sure. Streams, more specifically, because you can see the bottom and walk more safely in them. I love exploring those. Do you live near a volcano? No, and I plan on keeping it that way, haha. How big is the screen on your digital camera? I dunno, the normal size for a Canon? Do you find train whistles comforting? No. What bird is the cutest? Oh, that's so hard. I love the pastel-colored ones, and hummingbirds are like, universally cute. Are you scared to look at your own organs on x-ray or ultrasound? No, that's actually really cool. Do big eyes freak you out? On people? Generally, no. I tend to find them cute, actually, especially on girls, but I've definitely seen people with big eyes that instead look kinda creepy. Have you ever walked on a frozen lake/river? Hm, I'm actually not sure. I don't believe so, though. Have you ever held a real sword? No. Have you ever seen a tree over 100 years old? Uh, realistically, probably? That's not that old in the grand scheme of trees, is it? Do you feel uncomfortable at fancy restaurants? I can sometimes, yes. I feel very out-of-place.

[spacesuitsforemergency]

Harper Family Fluff

Apparently I wrote this last night but I don’t remember doing so, but here! Naomi is 18, Hiawatha is 17, Naiche and Nita are 15. They would move somewhere colder, Roy finally convinced Onawa to leave the excruciating heat of Texas

“Damn, it’s snowing like a bitch outside.” Naiche said as he shoved a handful of Doritos into his mouth.

“Language.” Roy pushed down his sons baseball cap over his face as he joined him at the window.

“Why is that even a curse? ‘Snowing like a bitch’? How does a bitch even snow?” Naomi asked from the table, where she was doing homework on her laptop.

“Language!” Roy reminded his daughter. “God, do you all have filthy mouths?”

“Not me, father. I speak like a person with decent manners.” Nita said all proper-like as Hiawatha tilted her face, practicing eyeliner on her.

“Not me father, I’m a suck up.” Naiche mimicked her voice.

“Shut up!” She turned around to face him, Hiawatha complaining, then laughing at the black mark across her forehead. “Watha!”

“You’re the one who moved!” Hiawatha laughed. “Go wash your face, you look ridiculous.”

“Nita, you should wash your face more often then. Cause you always look ridiculous.” Naiche snickered, then yelped when she lunged for him.

“Knock it off!” Roy pulled them apart, holding them as they tried to grab at the other.

“How about you kids go outside so your father and I don’t kill you?” Onawa asked from the kitchen, where she was flipping through a cookbook.

“But it’s freezing outside!” Hiawatha complained. He hated winter, he didn’t have a warm body temperature like the rest of his family, he was always colder than them.

“I bought you that Neiman Marcus coat, perfect time to wear it.” His mother shrugged.

“But mom! I have to finish this paper before-“ Naomi argued, before Roy shut the laptop and took it. “Dad!”

“You need a break, this thing is basically an extra limb!” He said.

“Dad, you have a computer as an extra limb.” Naomi pointed to her fathers high tech arm.

“That is totally different! My real arm was cut off, you still have both of yours!” Roy shouted as his wife giggled at her daughters comeback. “Outside! All of you! And take Bear, Diva and Cujo. They love the snow.”

“God, let us get dressed first.” Naomi pouted as she followed her brothers and sister upstairs to the coat closet, where all the winter gear was kept. Once they were geared up they raced each other outside, the dogs following them.

“What are we even supposed to do? Stand here and freeze our asses off?” Hiawatha muttered, watching his dog, Diva, play in the snow with Cujo and Bear.

“Or we could do this!” Naiche shouted from somewhere behind him, before Hiawatha felt something smack him on the back of the head. He shook snow out of his hair as he turned around, seeing Naiche and Nita’s arms already full with snowballs.

“Oldest vs youngest? Not gonna go very well.” Naomi grinned as she stepped up next to her brother.

“Oh, we’ll see about that, dear sister.” Nita mirrored Naiche’s grin, and Naomi could finally see the resemblance between the two twins, who usually looked nothing alike.

Hiawatha and Naomi exchanged looks before nodding, then ducking for cover as their siblings bombarded them with snowballs. Hiawatha used his telekinesis to pick up a huge portion of snow, then throw it at his little brother and sister. Both their eyes widened before they were buried, the two oldest giggling as they emerged covered in a layer of snow.

“My hair is gonna be flat now!” Nita complained.

“Oh no, the world is coming to an end.” Naomi mocked her sister.

“Get em!” Nita shouted, then both her and Naiche attacked their siblings with more snow.

Roy watched from the warmth of his home as his kids played outside, of course using battle strategies to take the other team down. He laughed when the dogs ran after them, then his two youngest tackled their brother and sister to the ground.

“Is anyone being murdered, yet?” His wife asked as she walked over, handing him a hot cup of coffee.

“I don’t see blood, I’ll take it as a good sign.” He said as he draped his free arm around her, kissing her on the cheek. They both smiled as they heard the muffled laughs of their children, watching them throw snow at each other. Onawa leaned into her husband, smiling softly as she watched them play.

[writing-noah]

Let's Go Back In Time

Time Capsules are an interesting thing to have as a kid.

They're these little boxes filled with objects that, years ago, meant the world to you.

For people unfamiliar with the time capsule, it may seem like a bunch of randomly selected objects thrown in a box that's called differently.

It couldn't be further from the real thing.

Kirishima never really thought about that old box until an hour ago. Hell, he even forgot about it completely. Had it not been for Gishian's call, that box would've ended up in the garbage and he wouldn't even care.

Eijirou didn't even think about the contents of that box until he was right in front of the arcade.

Was he really doing this? Getting an old box he hid with his ex-boyfriend that was filled with beautiful memories from when they were together? Memories of U.A. and his friends?

Memories of being a hero.

Because that ended up becoming a dream that Eijirou would never achieve. Becoming a hero. Saving people.

After he lost his quirk, everything fell apart.

"Eiji!"

A voice made him come back to reality, smiling at the sight of his old friend.

"Gishian!"

"You've changed so much, my boy! And you were finally able to be taller than me!" Kirishima laughed at that, tightly hugging the man.

Gish had known him his entire life. He was the owner of the arcade and also the one in charge of fixing the games if one broke down. Eijirou was six when they met.

That was twenty years ago.

"It was about time!"

Gishian nodded, an amused smile on his face. "It's really good to see you, my boy. It's a pity you don't visit anymore."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry about that. You know I've been working a lot."

"Yes, I know. But you should also have some time for yourself. I remember how much fun you had trying out all the games when you were younger... but let's not talk about it. How's the family?"

They started walking towards the back of the arcade, being careful not to be run over by excited kids running around.

"Everyone is great! My mothers ended up moving to a smaller place because mom got tired of the stairs. Grandpa finally called his son and daughter and they've been talking things out. Nonna and Nonno are spending some time back in Italy before they continue their journey around the world. Cousin Hotaro has a company that's going amazingly, and I think he's gonna do some sort of partnership with Futaba about a new product... Things have been great, yeah."

"And what about you? Are you still looking for a path to follow?"

Eijirou shrugged. "It depends on what happens around me. Right now I'm employed and just... going. It's been tiring, but I'll be fine."

"And what about the guitar and the singing? You left that aside?"

"That's actually how I'm making some extra money. One of my friends has a bar and she lets me play at night as background. I don't have to be on stage so that's why I can do it."

"Taller than me but you still struggle with crowds." Gishian smiled.

"It's a work in progress! My main objective was getting taller than you. Now that that's out of the way, I can focus on not freezing on stage!"

Gishian laughed, softly shaking his head. "I see... And how are your friends? I've seen them on the news a bunch of times. Great heroes!"

"Yeah, everyone has their agencies or are working with one of the top heroes... They're amazing."

"And you are too, my boy. Fighting villains and doing all that risky stuff isn't the only way to be a hero. You can also be one." Gishian put a hand on Eijirou's shoulder, squeezing it softly. Then, he let go. "I'll get the box, give me a second."

The man disappeared behind a door labeled "Staff Only", and Kirishima waited outside as he thought about those last words.

Thanks, Gish.

《 》

Eijirou kicked the door closed the moment he entered his house, the heavy box from the arcade between his hands. He left it on the table, a relieved sigh exiting his lips as he softly caressed his arms.

"What on Earth did we put in this that's so heavy? Jesus... And why did we hide it inside one of the games!? That must be one of the worst places ever!" The now black-haired boy sat on the couch, lazily stretching as he made himself comfortable. It was still early for dinner, so he simply stared at the ceiling for a couple minutes.

...

Should he open the box?

No. They made a promise to open it together years ago. He can't break that promise.

...

But in reality, another broken promise wouldn't change things. Eijirou had already broken most of the promises he made with Kaminari anyways.

How he promised they'd always be together, have an agency with Bakugou, Mina and Sero and be the best heroes of all times. How he promised to even marry him, even though both of them saw the whole marriage and celebration as something unnecessary and over the top...

Just how many lies was his younger self able to tell?

Kirishima finally sat up on the couch, positioning himself right in front of the box. He sighed, hands getting close to the little lock desperately trying to avoid the box from popping open.

With a soft pull, it broke. And all the memories came rushing back to Eijirou as soon as he started recognizing the objects inside the box.

The first two things were extremely noticeable. Two plushies, a Pikachu and a Shark. They won them on their first date, at the arcade. Kaminari was determined to get a plush from the claw machine. And he did. The amazing thing was that the shark was stuck on Pikachu's tail, so he got both of the plushies at once.

After taking those out, two newspaper clips came to view. Those were covered in clear tape as a protection so they wouldn't get ruined with moisture and time.

The first one's headline was covered with silly drawings and scribbles. Because that wasn't important. The date was.

September 14th. The day they hid the box nine years ago.

The second one read "HEROES DEBUT: RED RIOT AND CHARGEBOLT". This one was pretty straightforward.

Next, Eijirou found four tickets. Two of them were for the first musical play he ever saw, which Kaminari bought tickets to and invited him. The second pair was for a concert of Kaminari's favourite band. Those were bought by Eijirou, as a thank you for the musical.

A bunch of cassettes were there too, all from different artists. They promised to listen to them when they opened the box together. Also a DVD of Kami's favorite movie, "Back to the Future".

After digging through hundreds more memories, he finally reached the very bottom of the box. There were two awful drawings of each other, made at a picnic date because Denki had the sudden idea. Those didn't fail to make Kirishima laugh.

Right after taking out the drawings, two letters came to view. One had written "For Future Eijirou" on it. The other, "For Future Denki".

He took his letter, opening it before he could think about it and starting to read what his younger self hoped he achieved in a nearby future.

Eijirou could only read all the stuff he didn't accomplish.

"Hope you're still close to 1-A after graduation and hanging out as much as possible!"

He was a lonely loser drowning himself in work so he wouldn't think about how he lost all his friends. Oh, and he didn't graduate at U.A.

"Hope you are an amazing hero who saves people with a manly smile!"

He could barely remember how to genuinely smile after losing his quirk thanks to the Quirk-Destroying Drug. After that happened, he had nothing to do with U.A.

"Hope you're eating healthier just like mamma told you, taking care of yourself and also exercising constantly!"

Visiting gym once a week counts as a win? And the rest... well...

"Hope you still love Denki with all your heart!"

...

That didn't change at all.

Eijirou left the letter next to him, his eyes tingling as the tears started to build up in his eyes. He used the back of his hands to wipe the falling tears away, putting all the memories back in the box.

How could he give up so fast? He isolated himself from everyone, even from himself. He stopped talking to everyone, blocked absolutely all his friends and broke up with the man he loved the most.

All because his quirk was removed? He felt like an idiot.

Yeah, quirks are a big part of people, but that doesn't mean it's everything. He was still Eijirou Kirishima. He was still that cheerful guy who wanted to help people, no matter how. That guy who loved his friends and family, and most importantly, himself.

How did he forget all that so suddenly?

He got up from the couch, the determination building up in his chest. Right now, only one thing was on his mind.

"It's time to change that."

《 》

Well, this wasn't planned at all.

After an impulsive decision and two hours in an airplane, he was right in front Kaminari's door at his apartment in Kyoto. He felt the doubt taking over after realizing he had no plan, no words and no idea how to explain this.

...shit, should he even knock? What if Denki was busy? Or wasn't even there? Should he really dig up the past?

And why in the world did he bring the box with everything!? That was an even worst idea!!

He should just turn back and pretend this never happened. Bothering Denki after all this years would just be—

"Eijirou?"

Well fuck.

He turned around, the man he was so scared to see again right in front of him.

"Denki..."

Kaminari barely changed from how he was at U.A. His hair was still a bright yellow with a lightning bolt across the bangs, a bit shorter at the back. A couple piercings decorated his face on the lower lip and right eyebrow, and Kirishima could see he was wearing some lip gloss too.

He was clearly not expecting anyone, judging from the Doritos and drinks he was carrying, and also because he was dressed with oversized clothes he only used to be at home playing videogames or watching movies.

He looked beautiful.

"What... are you doing here? Why are you here!? And HOW!?" Denki's eyes looked like they'd pop out of their sockets with how surprised he was.

"Well, I... um... Gishian had to take out some games from the arcade, and he found this inside Super Smash."

Kaminari was suddenly right in front of Eijirou, his fingers softly brushing across the edge of the box.

"Our time capsule... I totally forgot about it."

Eijirou chuckled. "Yeah, I did too. I opened it and looked through some stuff and I just... wanted to see you so bad, Denki. I never apologized for acting like such a dick, and for hurting you the way I did. Losing my quirk hit me hard but that didn't allow me to say such things to you. You were there to try and make me feel better and the only thing I did was push you away. And I'm so sorry for that." His sight turned blurry again, tears starting to spill without him being able to avoid it.

"Hey, hey..." The blond left his groceries aside, and he did the same with the box that was between Kirishima's hands. Then, he grabbed him by the cheeks, using his thumbs to get rid of the tears that were rolling down Eijirou's face. "It wasn't all your fault, Eijirou. It was wrong of me to try and distract you from something that big. I wanted to see you back smiling so bad I tried to forcefully make you forget that. You were allowed to be sad, but I didn't understand that. I'm sorry."

Eijirou put his hands over Kaminari's, closing his eyes. That simple touch made his stomach flip a hundred times.

"I missed you so much, Denki..."

"I missed you too, Eijirou." The blond let go of the guy's cheeks and hugged him tight, his face hidden on the crook of Kirishima's neck. The black-haired boy hugged him back just as tight.

They stood there, in the middle of the hallway, for around half an hour. Once the tears stopped, they felt like it was the right time to let go and take a step back.

"I'm glad I can see you again."

Kaminari nodded, grabbing his groceries once again. "I'm glad you came, Eiji... Wanna come inside? I don't have anything scheduled today. We can open the box, talk a bit, have dinner... You can stay over if you'd like!"

"Considering I came here impulsively and didn't even look for a hotel... I'd like that a lot, yeah."

"Great! Because I also need to know what happened to you, dude!? You look exhausted, and you haven't shaved or dyed your hair in what seems to be a looong time! Have you been taking care of yourself?" Kaminari easily unlocked the door and entered his apartment, leaving the door open for Kirishima. He followed, box between his arms just like when he arrived.

"I have, man! I go to the gym on Fridays and—"

"Only Fridays!? That's not good for you, Eijirou! How many hours do you sleep? And what have you been eating!?"

"Um..."

"Junk food, am I right!? For the love of All Might, I'm gonna kill you, dude! That's not automatically fixed with ONE DAY of exercise! You know this!"

"I'm not a hero, I don't need that kind of training!" He left the box on the table, his eyes following Denki as he walked towards the kitchen to get water and open what he bought.

"It wasn't being a hero what pushed you to exercise and be healthy! I remember how you looked every time you were at the gym or at Gamma. You always looked as if you were home. Smiling, enjoying yourself. Your quirk only made your skin hard. The strength that allowed you to even punch down buildings was yours, Ei."

"Well, I don't need to tear down buildings anymore. So we're good."

"That's your excuse for not doing what you love? "I don't need it anymore"? Seriously?"

"Kinda, yeah!"

"...I'm about to change the Doritos to apples and force you to eat healthy. I'm THIS CLOSE."

"Oh, c'mon! You're not mamma. Just bring the Doritos."

"Why should I?"

"Because Doritos and Back to the Future is better than fruit and a movie, man."

The room stayed silent for a couple seconds until Denki barked a laugh.

"Fine. ONLY for the movie!!"

"You got it, Bolt."

It was an amazing night with Kaminari, catching up after all these years without each other. They talked about the past and everything inside the box at first, and that was followed by graduation, work, family and a lot more.

They were finally done after three hours of talking, so it was time to start watching the movie. While Kaminari turned on the DVD and everything, Kirishima was getting some blankets and pillows. He threw everything on the couch and turned off the lights once the movie was ready to start.

Denki sat down next to him, pillows all around him. He covered himself in blankets just like Eijirou did, scooting closer to the boy so he could use him as a pillow.

Just like old times.

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And that's all, I think! Had this idea after reading the Kirishima Headcanons my friend @bunnyramen wrote! Go check them out!!

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hc of how chris would treat the reader when pregnant (let’s say second to third trimester) & how he’ll be excited about the baby coming 💙💗 p.s - i know the feeling especially since i’m a writer myself, going through the same thing rn lol. WISHING YOU HAPPINESS ⭐️🖤💋

thank you!! aww this is one of my fav things to write about too omg.

chris is the most doting, loving husband ever

but also knows how to (playfully) roast tf out of you too. he's from boston so duh

when you're pregnant he's very conflicted bc he wants to spoil tf out of you and not have you even have to lift a finger

but also respects you enough that he knows you can still do things for yourself

no matter what time it is he's willing to get whatever food you're craving

if he's out somewhere he uses uber eats to deliver you food

doesn't even question the bizarre combos. doritos in clam chowder soup? hell, he'll try it with you

could kiss your bump and talk to the baby for hours

spends a good chunk of your time together cradling your bump and telling your child everything they're going to do together 

"i'm so excited to meet you bubba" 

"the first thing daddy's going to teach you about is the patriots. we'll move on to the red sox after. and then the bruins"

has already bought the baby boston sports gear

if you're having a boy, he tells you he wants the baby to look like you

but if you're having a girl, he says he's terrified if she looks like you because then he'll be fighting off boys trying to win her heart everyday

even talks to dodger about the baby

"are you excited for your baby (brother/sister)???" 

"dodger you gotta be a good role model, you're gonna be a big brother soon"

gets very emotional

the man already cries easy as it is

but just thinking about his son/daughter gets him sniffling sometimes

"I just love (him/her) so much already"

"baby what are we going to do if (he/she) grows up too fast"

"i can't believe we made this together" 

"fuck i love you so much"

"chris we need to work on the swearing when the baby's here" "shit you're right"

both of you secretly worried that this kid's first word is going to be "fuck"

he comes to every single doctor's appointment, even if it means traveling back just for it if he's away for work

has already told his manager he's taking paternity leave once it's closer to the due date

he doesn't want to miss a thing, not even that baby's first burp

he's also constantly turned on by you. loves seeing you pregnant with his baby

finds it sexy af when you're in the kitchen, just in a sports bra and shorts, bump showing while you make dinner

he wraps his arms around you from behind and kisses all over your neck insisting that you let him help

sometimes dinner has to wait because the two of you skip straight to dessert

if you know what i mean

wink wink

every time you experience even the slightest pain he's there

"what do you need babe? a heat pack, massage, food, tylenol, anything. i got you."

at night he loves to keep his hand on your bump

it's his way of cuddling with you and the baby at the same time

can't stop telling you how much he loves you before the two of you go to sleep

he's never been more excited for anything in his life.