#i want to hug child me and tell them it'll be okay that we're still alive

[thorntopieces]

man

[sschmendrick]

I kinda miss hanging out with old people. All my friends used to be old people.

But the older I grow, and the more I'm expected to behave well like a normal adult, the harder I find it to keep those links. I'm lost between trying to stick to a script I don't know the words of to have a proper normal and interesting relationship for them, and allowing myself to screw up a little, be boring, be interested in stuff they aren't, having opinions they don't agree with (for silly stuff like music, though yk me), not be cool. Cause the latter stresses me out. Cause I see no reason for people to want to be friends with me if not that.

[misotsukiiyeooo]

"Just one more?" Part 3

Pairing:Husband!Father CSC x F! Mother!Reader

A/N: I'M BACKKK!!! After the polled votes came in I immediately started to write lmao! This one will also be a bit longer since it's the last one...or is it? jkkk unless...Enjoy!

Genre: Fluff (Hint of crack)

Word count: 16.6k (Not proofread sry)

Synopsis: After Seungcheol finds out you're pregnant, again, the whole experience has been, tender, lovely, and well....shocking

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

3 Months Later

Everything with Seungcheol has been so perfect. Well, this is your fourth kid but that's what made the experience even better.

He already knew how to help you with your cravings and everything.

Telling the rest of his members was also fun. Of course, Soonyoung, Seokmin, and Joshua ran up to hug you first.

And telling your children was also exciting with Seojun, your oldest son hugging you while Jieun, your second child blabbers on how she's going to dress up the baby. Your youngest, Dohyun just smiles handing you a toy to play with him.

Today, You and Seungcheol are so excited because you can finally find out the sex of your child.

"Babe, we're going to be late!" He's rushing you, clearly he's more excited than you are.

"I'm coming hold on!" You grab your sweater and wave goodbye to your kids and thank Seungkwan once again for watching them.

Seungcheol holds your hand as you walk down the stairs. "I'm only three months, Cheol..." He still treats you as if you were going into labor this instant.

"I know....but we still need to be careful" You look at him while he continues to talk nonsense.

Entering the car, he closes your door; going to the driver's side.

"What do you think the gender is?" You ask him, curiously. "Hm, probably another boy. But whatever the gender is, I'll love them either way." He looks at you fondly.

"You're so cheesy! But I think it'll be a girl because we just had a boy and it seems like a pattern." Seungcheol thinks about it, nodding. "You're probably right, but there's only one way to right out." He starts the car.

As you enter the hospital, you are greeted with warm smiles. "Hi, I had an appointment for an ultrasound today." The nice lady behind the desk looks at you. "Oh yes, Choi Y/n was it? Please fill out these papers and bring them back to me."

She hands you some medical papers and you take them, walking to a seat where Seungcheol's already at.

After filling out the papers you hand them to the lady to take your seat again but before you even sit back down, your nurse calls you in.

"Choi Y/n?" She calls out. "Yes?" You both lock eyes, smiling. "Follow me right this way."

You hold Seungcheol's hand, excited and nervous to find out the sex.

You are seated in the reclined seat while Seungcheol stands beside you. "So you're finally three months! You're here to find out the sex, right?" You nod.

The nurse puts the cold gel on your belly causing you to twitch. You look at the screen above which shows the ultrasound.

"Seems like your baby's doing well." She continues to look at the screen. Her eyes widen, causing you to get scared.

"Is something wrong?" You and Seungcheol both look at her. "I'm afraid I'm not able to say anything. Only the doctor could, and she shall be here shortly." She exits.

You feel anxious, many negative thoughts running through your mind. 'Is the baby sick?' 'Is the baby alright?'. Taking you out of your thoughts, you feel Seugcheol grip your hand.

"Everything's going to be okay, alright?" Just the right words you wanted to hear.

A few seconds later, the doctor enters. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Choi. Is everything alright? I just received some information from the nurse who was here, and I want to check it out for myself."

"If you don't mind me asking, what's wrong?" Seungcheol asked, looking quite nervous himself.

The doctor now looks at the screen. "There seems to be two babies in here."

"What!?" You and Seungcheol both say in unison.

"How's that possible? When I came here two weeks ago they said they only saw one?" You're utterly confused.

"You are quite early in your pregnancy so mistakes like this can occur, especially with the babies hiding and such. But yes, look here," She points to the screen. "There's two babies in here, congratulations. You're having twins!"

You're both left shocked, mouths gaped. "I'm not mad...however I'm just in shock." You let out, not knowing whether to be excited or in tears.

"What are their genders?" Seungcheol pitches in. "I'm sorry I almost forgot to even tell you. This one's a girl and the other's a boy." The doctor points at the screen, identifying each baby.

"A boy and a girl?!?" You still can't believe this.

"Yes but if you'll excuse me, I have another patient that needs to be checked. If there are any more questions, you can ask anytime, take care and remember not to stress too much." The doctor exits and you sigh, now facing Seungcheol.

"You did say you wanted another baby" He smiles. "Yeah, but I didn't expect to have babies!" You both look at each other, breaking the silence with laughter.

"I'm a bit scared though...we have to get two of everything and more stress, more waking up at night, more everything! And no wonder I'm so huge at only three months!!" Seungcheol wants to let out maybe even the tiniest bit of laughter but knowing how hormonal you are, he could never do such a thing.

"It's going to be alright baby, you need to remember; that I'm also here. I would never let you do this alone." He holds your hands.

"Hm...You're right, I'm sorry but still, these are two babies!" You let out. "I can't even imagine the boy's faces when I tell them," Seungcheol said.

Arriving home you see Seungkwan and the kids playing together. "You sure you don't want to have your own kids?" You rest your hand on your hip, smiling at him.

"No, most definitely not. I'm good as a fun uncle, not a father." He lets out a chuckle causing you to also laugh.

"Well, I have some news...we're having twins!!" His face has shock written all over it.

"Twins? Twins!!" Seungkwan rushes over to you, hugging you tightly. "Kwan...the twins, remember?"

He made an 'o' shape with his mouth and then let go, apologizing.

"When are you going to tell the rest of the boys?" Seungkwan asks. "Maybe tomorrow? I can't wait to see their faces!"

Seungcheol comes back from the kid's room after putting them to bed while you are talking with Seungkwan. "Well as much as I love to stay and talk with you, I have to get home. Practice is pretty early for us." He looks over at Seungcheol.

"Right, get home safe Seungkwan." Seungcheol waves as you walk Seungkwan out.

After saying your goodbyes' he left; leaving you and Seungcheol alone. "I still can't believe everything that's happened today..." You hug Seungcheol who already has his arms open for you.

"I know, I'm even more excited now that I know it's twins," he says as he kisses your forehead, then your nose, and finally your lips causing you to giggle.

"Should we get ready for bed? You also have a long day tomorrow you know." You said earning a pout from him. "But I wanted to spend my day with you and the kids tomorrow..."

Smiling at his cuteness, you play with his hair, "How about we visit you during practice? We do have to tell the boys about the twins."

"I do like the sound of that." Seungcheol kisses you once again before you head off to bed.

Next Day

You wake up to an empty bed. However, you do see a post-it note on the side dresser.

'Good morning my beautiful wife, I made breakfast for you and the kids ;)'. Smiling at the note, you get off of bed and freshen up for the day until your kids wake up.

As soon as you got out of the bathroom Dohyun, your three-year-old was walking up to you. Slowly but surely.

"Mama, where dada go? I went to room but no one there" He has his hands in a shrugging position while shaking his head. 'Aw this cutie' You thought.

Taking him into your arms and pampering him with kisses you, finally answer. "I'm sorry Dohyun, dada went to work. Do you want to go surprise him later?"

He doesn't let even a second go by before yelling out excitedly, even waking up the rest of the kids. "Dohyun...you woke me up..." Jieun walks out rubbing her eyes while Seojun's just a couple steps behind her.

"I'm sorry kids, but Dad made you guys breakfast! So after eating, we can get dressed to see him at work."

They both look at each other, then you. "Does that mean we can see our uncles too!!" They say in unison happily.

"Yes, you can but, not if you don't eat breakfast." Seojun and Jieun race to the table to eat the food Seungcheol made in no time.

After driving to get some food, you finally make it to Seungcheol's workplace.

You enter the elevator with the kids. "Mommy, I'm so excited to see Uncle Gyu!" Jieun jumps excitedly.

"Hm, and why is that?" You ask. "Because he's so tall and I can pretend like I'm flying!" She puts one arm up as if she were.

"Well, it's a good thing we're here now." You all exit the elevator and they're already used to the place; running to the practice room before you can even get there.

As you approach, all you can hear are indistinct screams of joy.

Entering the practice room you see all the boys surrounding your kids. Seungcheol notices you immediately and grabs the food out of your hands.

"Babe...why didn't you tell me you were downstairs? I could've helped you with the food." He pouts.

"It's okay, Cheol. It wasn't that heavy." Seungcheol still takes the bags.

"Y/n!!" Mingyu runs to hug you but slows down; eyeing you. "Wow..." You laugh at his face.

"I know, right?" You affirm, moving toward him to offer a reassuring hug because he was too hesitant to do so himself.

"Uncle Gyu! Carry me, carry me!!" Jieun wastes no time asking for what she wanted this whole time.

"Ms.Jieun, please keep all arms and legs in the vehicle at all times." Mingyu bends down so Jieun can go on his back. "Prepare for take off!!" As he runs around the practice room with Jieun, you take the opportunity to head towards everyone else.

"Hey guys!" They all look at you, waving, smiling, and coming up to hug you.

"Thanks Y/n for the food!" Soonyoung thanks you while taking another spoonful. "You're welcome!"

Dohyun walks to Wonwoo- calmly sitting on his lap, you've always noticed Wonwoo was his favorite uncle. Probably because they're both calm people.

And Seojun simply talks with his favorite uncle, Seokmin. He knows how crazy Seokmin is; however, he just finds him enduring.

You sit with everyone, patiently waiting to drop the news. "When are you going to tell them?" Seungkwan whispers next to you. You hit him for whispering too loud, "I'll tell them now..."

You eye Seungcheol, signaling to him that you are ready to tell them. "So guys...I actually have some news." They look at you confused on whether it's good or not.

"Is something wrong?" Jeonghan asks. "Well, no. It's just shocking."

"Tell us, tell us!" Chan grows impatient.

"So, I went to my ultrasound yesterday, and turns out...I'm having twins!!" You finally let out.

Many expressions were shown but you can tell they were all happy; just shown in...different ways.

Mingyu, Soonyoung, and Seokmin literally jump like animals.

Minghao, Jihoon, Wonwoo, and Vernon congratulate you with the biggest smiles.

Junhui and Chan both sit down in shock.

And lastly, Jeonghan and Joshua run up to hug you, again.

"I'm so happy for you!!" Joshua tells you. "Oh my gosh! We can make them just like me and Seokmin!" Everyone pauses; looking at a happy Soonyoung.

"Or maybe not." He shuts up completely as we all laugh.

The rest of the day was spent with the kids playing with their uncles while you talked it up with the ones who weren't occupied.

6 Months Later

Everything has been going well with you carrying twins and all.

Your best friend, Seungkwan threw you a baby shower with the help of your parents.

Your kids felt the twins kick, and Seungcheol almost cried.

Seungcheol even decorated a whole room for the twins. And now you're 9 months pregnant and shopping at the mall.

"That dress in that store looks cute! Let's go Cheollie." You hold your back as you walk into the store.

Grabbing the dress in your size, you head to the changing room, Seungcheol steps behind you.

You managed to successfully put on the cozy dress but taking it off was a hassle. "Cheol? I need help."

He comes into the changing room worried. "What happened?" He asks.

"Nothing too serious I just need help taking off my dress." He lets out a sigh of relief and helps you.

As he lifts up the dress a bit you pause.

"Cheol..stop."

He looks at you puzzled, but lets go.

"Either I just peed my pants or I think my water just broke..." Eyes widening he panics. "Your water broke?!?"

You simply nod, panicking yourself. Out of all places, your water broke before; it's never been at a mall.

You knew you were going to give birth at any point just not right now!

"We-we have to go!" You groan at the contractions. You both try to walk out of the store but get stopped by security.

"Ma'am you can't leave without purchasing the dress." He puts an arm out.

"Add it to my tab, I'll call this place later. It's an emergency." Seungcheol holds you by the waist attempting to calm you before you yell at this man. But the guy once again has his arm out.

"That's what they all say. I'm afraid I can't let you leave without paying."

That's it

"My water just broke and it just so happens to be I was trying on this dress! So if you don't want two fucking babies coming out of me in this store I suggest you listen to my husband and let us fucking go!!" The security's eyes widen, looking you up and down and gulping.

"Well, I'm sorry for not reading the room. Please, go on and give birth to your twins.." He finally moves his hand and you and Seungcheol rush out of the place.

Entering the car, your screams only get louder and louder. "We're almost there, Baby. Almost there.." Seungcheol holds your thigh while driving as fast yet safely as possible.

You make it to the hospital and Seungcheol does the talking for you. "My wife is going into labor." He attempts to stay as calm as possible.

"Come right this way." A nurse brings you to a room while you're very much in pain.

Multiple nurses enter now as your contractions are getting close. "Ms. Choi, breathe, just breathe."

Did she really just tell me that?

"What the hell do you think I'm doing?!?" You counter back. Seungcheol smiles at the lady apologizing for you.

The pain was unbearable, those twins were really doing a number on you.

A doctor finally walks in, "Hello, your contractions are pretty close I see, I'm going to need you to push."

Push!?! Can't she see I can barely even breathe?!?

Seungcheol holds your hand as you are preparing to push.

"And 1, 2, 3, push!" Said the doctor. Only screams were heard; everything felt hazy you didn't know if you could even do it.

"You got this, Babe. Just keep pushing." He never once left your side as you continued to push.

"Just one more Ms.Choi-There we go. A beautiful boy!" The sound of the newborn baby crying calmed you in a way that brought you back to your senses.

The nurses took that baby to clean him while you still felt in pain. "One more Ms.Choi, you got this come on."

"I-I I can't. I can't do it" You felt exhausted, this was serious pain.

"Y/n, look at me- Look at me. You need to push; I know you're tired but there's still our daughter in there waiting to be brought into this world. So push!! I'm right here for you." Seungcheol's words help you realize, you have to keep going.

For the sake of your daughter.

You push as hard as you can, taking breaks, tears leaving your eyes, and even sweat dripping from your forehead.

But that didn't stop you from completing your mission.

And with the last push, your daughter was finally out. "Congratulations Ms. Choi, you did well."

You drop your head on the pillow, and tears of happiness and pain keep escaping your eyes. "You did it Y/n...it's all okay now." Seungcheol kisses your forehead and those are the last words you hear before falling into deep sleep.

After some time, you blink your eyes open only for them to be set on Seungcheol holding two babies in his hand. Tears of joy leaving his own eyes.

"Oh look, mommy's up! let's go say hi." He walks up to you so you can see your children.

"They look perfect, right?" He said as you can't even keep your eyes off them.

"I know, they must've gotten that from me." You chuckle at your newly found confidence. "I think they did." He adds on giggling himself.

"What should we name them?"Seungcheol asks you. "Hm..I don't know yet..."

"How about I name one and you name the other?" He proposes. "But they should rhyme, no?" You ask. "If you want them too."

"Well then, what if...she's Jisu and...he's Jiho?" You pitch in, pointing at each kid, waiting for his response.

He nods, "I think it's perfect. Jisu sounds cute like her and Jiho sounds manly like this handsome boy here." He kisses they're cheeks.

"Jisu and Jiho it is."

Reqs are open!!

This adorable divider is by @dollywons !!

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No Matter What: Chapter 2

Chapter 2 of No Matter What; Arizona gives the Karevs devastating news and they realize they have a village.

Side note: This fic is chock-full of sad, heavy angst, and dark topics. This chapter contains: Discussion of therapy, child loss, injury, depression, anti-depressants, vomiting, and eating disorders/self-purging.

Also, I am 100% aware of the sh*t ton of medical inaccuracies.

No heartbeat. Your baby has no heartbeat. The words Arizona had said hit Jo and Alex like a tornado.

She jinxed them. They were happy, over the moon, and truly, nothing could take it away. Except for this.

"Will you excuse me for a second?" Jo wobbled as she stood and walked across the room into the bathroom. Arizona and Alex could hear her sobbing, then retching, then nothing.

"Jo?!" The worry in Alex's voice was clear, his voice rough and cracking.

"Alex, hey, look at me. You have just gotten the worst news possible news. This is hell for you. But it's worse for her. That shouldn't be possible, but it is so much worse for her, Alex."

"I wish I could protect her. I just- I just wanna hold her and make all of her pain go away and tell her it'll end up being okay. Arizona, I need her to be okay. Luna needs her to be okay. If she doesn't make it through this, I won't. And Luna needs us. She needs her mommy."

"Luna is amazing, she is bright, and funny, and strong, and she'll have her mommy. She'll have her daddy too." Arizona offered a small smile, and wrapped him in a hug so tight, he turned red. Even so, he never said anything, because he could really, really use the hug.

"Okay. I'm going to open that door, but before I do, you will walk out of this room and hug your daughter. Are we clear?"

He didn't respond, and she knew he was spiraling.

"Okay, we're gonna do it like this," she muttered, knowing what she was about to do was her last resort.

She pulled him up onto the chair nearby, and walked away. After two minutes, she came back with Luna, now 4 (and a self-proclaimed big girl), in her arms.

"Stay right there, okay? Play with your daughter."

The rest was a blur as Arizona opened the door, Jo pale and lying on the floor.

Alex was in shock, still as sobs wracked his daughter's body.

"Daddy, help her!" The little girl begged.

"Luna-bug, I can't." He signed.

"But you can always fix her! Daddy, please!" The little girl sobbed and melted into a puddle as she screamed and kicked in her dad's arms.

"Luna Elizabeth Karev, watch it. Mommy is hurt, but me and you and all your aunties and uncles are gonna help her get better. You are allowed to go cry it out, but we do not hit and kick, okay?" His tone was stern, gentle, and sad, all at the same time.

She sobs even more. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I want Mommy to get better."

"I know, Moonshine. I do too," his voice cracking and tears falling from his eyes as he held his little girl as close as he could, sobs wracking both of their bodies as Luna buried her head in Alex's neck.

After about an hour, Bailey came by Arizona right behind her. "She has suffered extensive loss. Her road to recovery will be long, and she will need you."

"She's close enough to term that she should deliver. This is my professional opinion, but as someone who's experienced it before, it'll be the hardest thing you've ever gone through." Arizona says, her voice breaking slightly, mostly for Jo and Alex, but also for what she and Callie had gone through.

He nods solemnly. "How long do you...?" Alex's voice was raw. Bailey knew what he was asking, just that he couldn't bring himself to finish.

"Best case scenario, she'll be in that bed for 4 days. We've put her in a medically induced coma, to let her body rest and recover. When she comes out, she'll probably be emotional, so we can sedate her if she needs it. "

Then, Bailey's voice changed, it became more empathetic.

"I'm asking you to take time off. I'm also telling you to go spend that with her and Luna. I'll be by every so often to check."

Alex shakes with sobs, going to hug Bailey.

"Thank you. For everything."

"Go. I'll come back in an hour. Don't worry, no one will round on you."

He only nods sadly, saying 2 simple words that meant everything in that moment.

"Thank you."

4 days passed by in a whirl. Alex sat vigil by Jo's bedside, leaving only to use the bathroom, pick up Luna, and round on his patients.

He just wanted his wife to be okay. He wanted his daughter to be okay. He knew it wouldn't be easy, he knew this would break her. But, she was strong, he would help her pick up the pieces and eventually, she'd be whole again.

Suddenly, Jo stirred.

"Hey, baby. How do you feel?"

"I'm just tired, and I-," she sighs shakily, "my body hurts."

Alex's heart broke, right then and there.

"You have warm hands," Jo said, clinging to the fact that Alex was always there for her.

"What do you need?" Alex offered.

"Can you just hold me?" She whispered, patting the bed before breaking down.

"Of course, babes." He said, waiting for Jo to lift her blanket so he could climb in next to her, wrapping his arms around her.

"I'm scared to have this baby."

"I know. But you got this. You can hold him, and rock him, and it'll be just like he's sleeping, okay?"

"Okay," she said, curling into his body and burying her head into his neck.

For a while, they didn't need to say anything, they just laid there with each other, watching the world go by.

"I think Luna should get to name him," Jo said, her voice soft, but resolute.

"I think that's a great idea. I'll go get her."

He comes back with a tired, red-eyed Luna.

"Hey, sweet girl. Mama missed you. I'm sorry I scared you," Jo said, taking Luna in her arms.

"That was scary, Mommy."

"I know, but you're so brave for staying with Daddy."

The three of them laid in the bed together for a while.

"Hey, Luna-bug, you wanna name your brother?" Alex said to her, hoping that it would make her smile.

Suddenly, a small smile lit Luna's face, slightly morphing into a focused expression. Then, she whispered a name. "Asher. And his middle name is-" she leaned in to whisper in Jo and Alex's ears.

"But don't tell anyone yet, it's a surprise." She said, very seriously.

"That's beautiful, baby," Alex said, tucking a piece of hair behind Luna's ear as Jo nodded in agreement. Luna was fast asleep when Alex's pager beeped urgently.

"Go. I'll be here, but somebody else needs you right now," Jo whispered.

"I love you. I'll be back before you know it." He kissed her on the cheek.

"I know. Now go." She turned him around before motioning towards the door.

"Wow. Are you trying to get rid of me?" Alex feigned offense, slowly smiling as Jo's laughter filled the room, a sound he hadn't heard in over a month.

"Who would do such a thing?" Jo mocked him, playfully pushing him through the door.

"Okay, alright, I'm going. I'll be back soon, love you, baby." He squeezes her hand.

"Love you." As soon as he walked out of the room, Jo's facade crumbled. She sobbed, and coughed as her entire body tensed and tightened.

Slowly, she made her way to the bathroom, positioning herself over the toilet, sticking her fingers in her throat reluctantly. "I'm sorry, baby boy. Mama's not feeling good right now," trying to cover up the actual reason behind her actions, even though she knew it wouldn't make a difference.

After what felt like forever, Jo could feel the bile rising in her throat, shuddering as it all came out in front of her. She wasn't aware anyone had been watching until she felt a hand rub up and down her back.

"C'mon, let's get you back to bed. Then, we can talk." Bailey voice said warmly, because she knew what Jo was doing.

She'd walked in on Jo purging before, and every single time, it was out of fear or stress. Every single time, Bailey would help her get better. This was her first relapse since adopting Luna, and Jo knew Bailey was disappointed.

Jo just nodded, and let Bailey help her. She went to wash her mouth out and flush the toilet, a ghost of herself as she went through the motions.

"Where's Luna?"

"Robbins took her to daycare."

"Are you mad?"

"No, but you know I need to tell Alex about this."

She nods, like speaking would kill her.

"Thank you," Jo croaked, tears in her eyes as Bailey hugged her.

Soon, Alex comes back, a red-eyed, groggy Luna in his arms.

"She wanted Mommy, and truth be told, so did I." He says, a worried look in his eyes, a clear indicator that he'd talked to Bailey.

"Alex..."

"Jo, we talked about this. You said you'd tell me. I had to find out from Bailey again." Alex said, sadness overwhelming every other emotion racing through him.

"I'm sorry," she says, hoping it would tell him everything else she so badly wanted him to hear.

"Next time, tell me. We'll figure it out. Okay?" He moves to envelop her in his arms.

"Mhmm," she responds, leaning into him further.

Over the next 3 days, Jo began to put herself back together, Alex, Luna, Arizona, April, and especially Bailey, helping her.

Then one day, Jo's world stopped.

As Arizona, Bailey, and April came by and helped Jo feel a little bit better about things, she felt a warmth travelling down her legs.

"I think my water broke." Jo said, her voice tinged with fear.

"It sure seems that way," Bailey said, as she, April, and Arizona rushed to get her ready.

"Let's page the other Dr. Karev," Bailey pauses as Jo whispers to her, "and tell Drs. Grey, Shepherd, and Pierce."

An hour passes before Alex finally shows up, Bailey, Amelia, Maggie and Mer all waiting for him and visibly fuming.

"How far is she?" There's worry clear in his voice.

April and Arizona come out to give him an answer, and both of them are clearly furious at him. Arizona tells him, her voice full or frustration. "She's 8 centimeters dilated." April sternly adds, "You couldn't have bothered to find a replacement?" She puts her hands on her hips and waits for Bailey to come out.

"Where have you been?!?" Bailey all but screams.

"I had surgery and Hayes couldn't cover for me!" He puts his hands up defensively before entering the room.

"Get in there before you never do surgery again!" Alex wasn't sure if she was joking, but he didn't want to find out. All that mattered right now was Jo.

Speaking of which, Alex was glad he entered the room when he did, because Jo looked like she had seen a ghost or... someone else he did not want to think about right now, or ever. He knew Jo was struggling and she was terrified outside of her mind, and if he didn't do something soon, she would be panicking and hyperventilating.

As soon as he was close enough, Jo grabbed his hand, her own trembling until in his.

"Where were you?!"

"Hey, princess. I'm sorry, Hayes couldn't step in during surgery." Alex said as he stroked Jo's hair, planting a kiss to her forehead before he wiped her tears away.

The only response is Jo curling further into his chest, sobbing and groaning loudly out of pain.

"I got you, babe. I'm here." He plants another kiss to her head before moving to rub her back.

"It hurts, Alex. Make it go away, please." She begs desperately.

"I know it does, baby. I'm here." He squeezed her hand, careful not to hurt her.

In turn, she squeezed his hand 300 times harder, and almost broke his hand, but he didn't dare say anything.

Alex wishes so much that he could take her pain away, but they both knew that wasn't going to happen. He hated seeing her like this, but he knew it would be worse after she gave birth, and not just for her.

"One more push, Jo, and then it's over," Carina says, her voice calm, but tinged with nervousness.

"Come on, Jo. You can do it." Alex leaned in closer as Jo buried her head into his shoulder and clutched the scrubs on his chest.

She pushes, hard. Then, the pain stopped. No crying, screaming. Their son was pale blue. The only sounds to be heard were Jo and Alex sobbing, knowing their son never got to meet his sister.

Arizona comes up with Asher in her hands, and she's the only person to not know his full name.

"What's his name?"

" Meet Asher Robin Karev. After the greatest mentor I could've ever asked for, and one of my best friends."

"We were about to ask you to be his godmother, since you and Mer are Luna's but then..."

At this point Arizona has tears in her eyes. The room is empty, except for the three of them, and Mer, who was currently explaining to Luna what happened.

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3 months go by, and Jo and Alex go back to work. She'd regularly been taking anti-depressants, but slowly started needing them less and less.

After Jo finishes her final consult of the day and Alex's shift ends for the night, they're in the elevator together, and suddenly, she presses the stop button. They make eye contact for a few seconds before Alex steps closer.

"Hey, you okay?" He looks at her, his eyes filled with concern for his wife.

"I think I have to go back to therapy," Jo fidgets with her ring, waiting for a 'no' or an 'absolutely not' or a 'why should you?' she never got.

"Okay. I mean, we'll have to tell Luna, but it doesn't matter what I think. If this is something you need, we'll do it."

Jo lets the flicker of shock in her eyes cross before she leans into him, tears silently falling.

"Thank you." That was all she could say, but she knew Alex understood it meant so much more than that.

He moves to press the stop button so they can go home, but doesn't let go until the door opens.

That night was the first where no one had nightmares about what happened.

fin.

------

I finally did it! One month later, but still!

Also:

I know, I'm sorry about this! I promise the next chapter is adorable and minimal sadness ensues, but there definitely will be some next chapter.

In this fic & entire series, and probably all the others one I'm imagining, Jo's in OB, and right now, an attending. She's also in General, which we might see later on. Alex is Chief/Head of Peds, but still also a General Surgery attending. Also, it's implied for most of the story that Luna can't hear very well, but she definitely hears to a degree.

This particular series is set in season 16 (because we're pretending Alex never left and Jo gets Luna earlier.)

Thanks so much for reading!

xo, Nikki

[darksaiyangoku]

RWBY: Grim Tales

A Spooky Night at Haven Academy

Blake: *walks the streets of Vale, book in hand*

Childe: *sneaks behind her* Hey, girlie!

Blake: *sighs* Hello Childe.

Childe: You're looking a little cold today. Why don't I warm you up? *places jacket over Blake*

Blake: What is it you want?

Childe: Only to spend some quality time with you, Girlie and tonight is just that! Me and my friends, the Fatui, are gonna be at Haven Academy hosting this awesome party! *hands invitation* You gotta come. In fact, bring your whole team! Costumes are required. For you *strokes her cheek* I'll be sexy vampire.

Blake: Hmph, fine I'll go. If it'll get you to shut up.

Childe: *smiles* I knew you'd come round. See you tonight! *winks and walks away*

Blake: *sighs* I'm doomed...

[Haven Academy]

Team RWBY walked into Haven Academy and their jaws collectively dropped. The main hall was decorated frightfully with all manner of Halloween decorations, including jack o' lanterns, cobwebs, skeletons, ghosts, spiders and an orange and red disco ball for good measure.

Ruby: *dressed as Ada Wong* Woah!!!!!! It looks so cool!!!

Weiss: *dressed as Silver Sable* Hmmm, not bad. Though it doesn't compare to the parties in Atlas.

Yang: *dressed as Mordred* Eh, I've been to one of your fancy Halloween parties. It's nothing special. Now this? *sees flying witches shooting Dust* THIS is a party!

Thoma: *hugs Yang from behind* Yang! You made it!

Yang: *chuckles* Hey there, Thoma! Ooooh, you look dashing as Zorro.

Thoma: I could say the same about you. Did I ever tell you that Mordred is favourite?

Yang: *smirks* Is it because of my tube top?

Thoma: Maybe.

Blake: *dressed as a witch* Oh for god's sake, would you two get a room?

Weiss: Seriously. We're in public here.

Ruby: Anymore of this, and I'm gonna throw up.

Thoma: Oh sorry! *chuckles* Come on Yang, let's get going.

Yang: Hmmm, I dunno. I kinda like torturing them. *turns and giggles*

Blake/Weiss/Ruby: *death stare*

Yang: Okay, okay. Lead the way, Zorro.

Thoma: My pleasure, Mordred~ *leaves with Yang*

Weiss: How shameless! If you need me, I'll be at the punch bowl.

Ruby: Oh! Kazuha's here! Hey Kaz!

Blake: Hey! What happened to sticking- and I'm alone. *sighs* Okay, Blake just calm down. There's no sign of Childe. I can still some fun here. *awkwardly dances*

Childe: You made it, Girlie!

Blake: ...spoke too soon. Hi, Childe.

Childe: Why don't you come over here and have some snacks with us? The Fatui are looking for a new member and you'd make a lovely Signora.

Blake: Hard pass. I don't associate with criminals.

Childe: That coming from a White Fang member? *chuckles*

Blake: Ex-member.

Childe: Right, right. My apologies. But come on, you have the makings of a great Fatui Harbinger. I'll make sure to take extra special care of you. *winks*

Ren: *dressed as Altair* Blake, I got your punch.

Blake: *turns to Ren and smiles* Why thank you, honey.

Childe: ...honey? W-Who is this?

Ren: The name's Lie Ren.

Blake: *puts her arm around him* And he's my boyfriend.

Childe: B-B-Boyfriend?

Blake: That's right and we have no secrets. So, what's this about the Fatui Harbingers?

Childe: ...you know, we're not looking for members at this time. I'm sorry to have bothered you. *chuckles and runs*

Blake: Sorry for dragging you into this.

Ren: Eh, it's okay. Nothing makes me happier than seeing a clown put in their place.

Blake: Truer words have never been spoken. Thanks for pretending to be my boyfriend.

Ren: *smirks* Do you want it to stay pretend?

Blake: *chuckles* Maybe not.

Ren: Well then, would you care to dance? *offers hand*

Blake: *takes his hand* Gladly.

[thessalian]

Thess vs Regalla

Well, first there was the Stuff at Base to deal with.

Poor Erend. He tries to brush off the squishy stuff but he is just this ... big dumb loyal marshmallow wrapped in steel and I just want to hug him.

I do love the viewpoints and moods we get from this group. Zo is ... I have a suspicion about a thing, but overall she's ... maintaining. Alva ... is probably not used to this level of setback, just because of how setbacks are dealt with among the Quen, so obviously she's entirely at sea about how to bounce back. Kotallo is moving on to the next battle because he can't mourn the dead until all the battles are done, just so he knows how many of the dead to mourn - and besides, that's his people. And Erend ... see above re: big dumb loyal marshmallow.

Zo wants to speak to me before I can do anything else? Okay. So now I get to confirm why she's so relatively calm, because that kind of thing is generally--

...okay, first? There is so much beauty in this game, even in its saddest moments, and I will bask in this until--

Yep. Relatively calm because she carries a piece of him, literally. It'll be interesting to see how that little one is raised. (And as a friend of mine pointed out, Sona's lost both of her children now. Though I guess she probably accepted that she lost Varl when he left the Sacred Lands. That's still kind of a Nora thing.)

Also like I was telling this friend of mine? It did have to be Varl, not only for thematic reasons, but for narrative ones. We needed Kotallo, Zo, and Alva as anchors to the current part of the world we're in. We still need Kotallo because we still have things to deal with as regards the Tenakth. Alva will not only be needed in terms of information about the Ancestors, but may also serve as a link to follow in the next game (assuming there will be one, but this doesn't feel like it's going to be over when we punt the Zeniths off our planet; nothing's that simple in this series). Zo ... well, narrative aftercare at minimum, since she's carrying Varl's child. And Erend? Well, he was a possibility, but he was too obvious a possibility, to start with. I mean, come on; he's a beatstick who deals with problems by charging headfirst into them. He's learning a bit of strategy now, but his death wouldn't have the same narrative weight because it's kind of expected from someone who goes into melee with Bristlebacks and who you know would die for you without a second's hesitation. Varl? He's been with Aloy since nearly the beginning. He taught her so much. He wasn't just a Rost for Beta - he was what Rost should have been for Aloy; Rost just didn't know how to be that. He tried to get Aloy to embrace life with the tribe, but he thought the only way was to separate himself from her entirely. Varl spent the last two games walking the line between "what tradition demands" and "what my friend needs", and choosing the latter every time. His world became so vast when he left the Sacred Lands. There were few enough places with narrative weight left for him to go. I've read at least one review that said they wanted to see more of Varl's character arc and that only annoys me because a) we saw a lot of it anyway and b) the only way we could have seen more of it was if it had been him as the main character and not Aloy.

(Yeah, it felt like half the reviewers at minimum would have very much preferred that Aloy be male. They don't like how bossy she is, they think she isn't likeable ... all these things that just get a pass when it's male characters being like that. I hate it.)

Okay. Let's see if flying on a Sunwing will ease my pain.

..................................WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

(I mean ... it really kinda does.)

I FINALLY GET THAT TALLNECK WOO!

I should take a break but ... no. No, I am going to finish off those rebels. I'm done.

YOINK.

Ooooooooooooohohohoho this is awesome.

Okay, what now?

Melee combat with minimal space, that's what. Oh, get fucked.

Right. A little more space. Not much, but...

...You know what? You don't deserve precision or clean shots. For you, Regalla? I'm bringing out the very well upgraded legendary hunter bow. And the fire arrows. BURN!

It is so satisfying watching her be on fire.

Soooooooooo ... I get to throw her at the Zeniths? Really? Yes. Okay. I will do that. Kotallo can keep her honest, and that's what she wanted to do anyway, thanks to Sylens--

Oh. Speaking of. Message from these Prometheus people, which meeeeeeans...

Hi, Sylens. How's the everything? Your plans went tits-up? Yeah, good, because yours were made of dickhead. AGAIN. You want APOLLO? You follow my plans. Because I have them, yes. And I finally, finally know more than you do.

So I am going to get everybody - friends, foes, annoyances - into my base and we're going to do this shit. But to give everybody time to get there ... I have a couple of flight-related side quests to deal with.

Ah, there are those assholes who attacked Tide's Reach. One just wants to ... die on a tiny spit of rock, okay.

Okay, raider rebel jackasses, what building did you climb--?

Oh, this is going to suck for my usual methods of combat...

Melee combat, on a very tiny ledge, with a very long drop I HATE THIS SO MUCH.

Well, I got through it anyway. Now to that one last shelter I couldn't get because I needed flight--

GREENSHINE SLAB YAY!

Now is a good time to take a proper break. I have one more side quest and then I think endgame. I can wait for NG+ for anything really to do with the arena etc.

Yeah, I require an actual meal, and bath, and all that good stuff. But ... lots of thoughts, lots of feels, and holy fuck I forgot how much I love flying mounts.

[noblest-roman-of-them-all]

Neglect

Another snippet from my Found Family AU. This takes place after Vehicular Accident from day 22

"How are you guys doing in here?" Patton asked from the doorway of Janus and Virgil's shared bedroom.

"He's finally asleep," Janus answered. "How's Remus?"

"Upset, but he's asleep too. For now. Mind if I join you for a minute?"

Janus nodded. "Sure."

Patton nearly collapsed into the desk chair. "How are you doing, Janus?"

The teen's eyes narrowed. "You said that weird."

Patton laughed tiredly. "I did. But I remember what it's like to be the oldest middle child. It's a special kind of neglected and I can say that because I've been in just about every sibling role there is. You get a lot of the same pressure as the oldest, but with almost none of the recognition. You end up picking up a of slack from the oldest, filling in the gaps for them. We try really hard to avoid those kinds of dynamics and not put the responsibility of raising you guys on yourselves, but I know we're not perfect at it. And I don't want you to feel or to be neglected in that way with us. So from one eldest middle child to another. Are you okay?"

Janus was quiet a moment and glanced over at Virgil's form. "I don't know," he said softly. "I'm worried about Logan and Roman and I want them to come home, but...it feels too big to know for sure. Just. Vaguely relieved they're okay."

"That makes a lot of sense. I'm really proud of you for the way you stepped up to help Virgil and even me earlier. I'm really grateful that you did. And I know you've know Virgil since before you were with us and I know you have a good relationship, but it was a very grown up thing of you to do. Which is really why I wanted to come check in with you. You shouldn't have to be so grown up and I'm sorry that you got stuck there today."

Janus smiled wrly. "I do have only just over a year before I'm legally an adult, but I appreciate the sentiment."

"Maybe legally, but we both know you've been grown up for a lot longer than that and I'm sorry for that too."

"It's not your fault. You're right I am, but I've also been able to reclaim a little bit of being a kid here. And sure, you guys aren't perfect, but the one thing I've never felt here is neglected. It's still overwhelming sometimes because I'm so used to the neglect that it's weird when it's not there. I shouldn't be at this point, but I'm kind of surprised you came to check on me. Because I'm just...used to people not caring."

"The tools you used to survive neglect, like maybe shutting down your emotions," Patton said gently, but pointedly, "are still going to be the easiest ones to access when big scarry things happen. I still reach for them. Rewiring the brain takes a lot of hard work and when the thing you're trying to rewire it from is being neglected and ignored, it's really hard to reach out for help. So I know I sound like a broken record with this, but my door is always open to you, at any time. I am here for you, if you need to talk, if you need a hug, of you just need someone to sit in silence with you, I am here. And if it helps, I can do check-ins like this with you more often."

"I would appreciate that. I think it'll be a little uncomfortable, but I think it's the warm water on cold hands uncomfortable."

"I understand that. You can tell me to take a step back if you need too. Is there anything else you want to talk about?"

"I think I'm a little scared. Scared about how Virgil's going to be for the next few days, scared how Roman and Logan being hurt might make things change, especially if...it's more serious than they think."

"Those are really valid worries. Unfortunately, I think that those are just going to have to be things that we deal with one step at a time. We can't really plan for them because they are unpredictable. Logan does have a pretty sever concussion and he's probably going to need a bit of help for a while. Whatever happens with Logan and Roman, though, you don't have to help Virgil on your own. You're right this is probably going to be incredibly difficult on him, but you don't have to support him on you're own. And you don't have to support youself on your own either, okay?"

"Thanks, Patton. I do want to say I'm fully acknowledging the irony in what I'm about to say given the whole 'you're supposed to be a kid thing', but you need to go to sleep too. You look exhausted."

Patton laughed. "Well, at least yourself away."

"I think my therapist would disagree. But really, go get some rest while you can. Sleep while the babies sleep and all that."

"That's kinda mean, but I'll allow it." Patton stood and stretched his arms over his head. "Make sure you get some rest too."

"I will," Janus promised. "Night, Patt. Thanks for not neglecting me."

Patton snorted. "You're welcome. It's literate very least I could do." He kissed the top of Janus’s head. "Love ya, kiddo, sleep well."

"Love you too, Patt. Get some rest."

[bootyyyyshaker900]

Mmmm. Meditation's not really my thing. Tried it, but I don't have the patience for it, I guess. Yeah, Raph has kind of a special "break stuff" room off of the training hall that we had set up for him. So he doesn't cave the walls in or something. Helps when he goes savage mode too, though when we're in the lair with each other that doesn't happen super often. [Leo couldn't help but lean into the hug slightly. Oh. He'd....he'd missed this with his own Donnie. This level of closeness. It felt like they had drifted apart ever since he'd been made leader, and he would have given anything for Donnie to hug him like this just once-- Don't keep projecting onto him, idiot. You said you wouldn't. He shoved it down-shove it down, like you always do-and concentrated on Three's words about them being similar in make and model, chuckling under his breath.] Yeahhh, last I checked my shell didn't have the consistency of a flat tire, bud. I don't think we're the same make, necessarily. ....lemme know if that was too mean. I rib Donnie about his shell sometimes, and he's cool with it because he knows I don't actually mean that shit, but if it's a sore spot for you-- --oh, right. Gift. [He took a moment to root around in his pack before producing what looked like two tiny metal bracelets, giving one to Three before placing the other on himself.] It's a mystic thing. My Draxum's idea. I dunno exactly how it works, but...my guess is that you're probably worried about me after the whole "memory demon" thing, so uh. It has a spell in it. The little light is just steady blue if I'm okay. If I'm under, like, a spell or something weird is happening, it'll flash. And if I really, like, emergency-level need help, it'll go to red. Mine works the same way for you, 'cause....I wanna make sure you're okay, too. ....uh. If it's too forward or something, just. Tell me. I know you're into mystic stuff, so I figured.... I mean, I wanted to just bake you an apology cake or something, but my Draxum said, and I'm quoting the guy here, "child, I am not certain that "sorry I called your dad a cringe fail guy and told him to git gud, can we still be friends?" will fit on a singular cake." [Wow. That was a scarily good Draxum impression.] Also, we kind of both suck ass at baking. So.

Oohoohoohooo!

[He releases Leo with his real arms, a metal one taking their place to continue to hold Leo against him while he investigates the bracelet with his goggles down. It appears fragile, but he's sure he could integrate it into his gauntlet quite cleanly. The spell itself is robust, and with a little poking - he finds it: Draxum's mystic signature embedded within.]

Yours will go off quite frequently I test things on myself. You talked to papa for this- er, your- The Barron, I mean?

[He slips it on and feels safe. He may be around now, but his Barron's mana is still too depleted to do much casting. The familiar feeling of it grazing his own is comforting.]

I like it. Perhaps I'll commission you a cake.

What kind of music do they listen to in space?

Space jams.

Easy.

[sevmch]

hq boys as dads calling you while you're away bc your child wouldn't stop crying

characters: kuroo tetsuro, bokuto koutarou

warning(s): none, just fluff. kuroo is v father material aahh!!

a/n: this was sitting on my drafts for a while now. other characters coming soon 👀

kuroo tetsuro

you were overseas for two days to attend a convention that your job required which meant leaving kuroo and your child

kuroo was admittedly and without a doubt, a really good father so when he told you not to worry about them, you left without any worries at all

kuroo knew everything - how to prepare milk and baby food, changing diapers, how to get them to sleep, how to stop their tantrums, basically everything

still you bugged him all the way to the airport to call if something were to happen or if he needed help with anything such as locating the diaper and milk powder

afterall, he was rarely on baby duty since his job required more of his time compared to yours but he has never failed to provide you and his son the time and affection

the first day went by smoothly and without a problem, that is until the next day. your son just wouldn't stop crying so he had to call you to calm him down

no matter what kuroo did, your son just wouldn't stop crying even when he was cradling him gently in his arms and rubbing his back. their child has been crying for almost an hour now, only getting louder and stronger despite his best efforts to calmly shush him or lull him to sleep.

the morning went by pretty fine; kuroo fed, bathed, and played with their son - even changed the diapers twice. their son seemed to be in a pretty good mood throughout the morning but apparently, babies get mood swings too, and that's when the crying started.

kuroo tried basically everything from trying to get their son to drink milk, to giving the pacifier, and humming baby songs he could think of but all his attempts failed. their son wasn't bored nor hungry and was definitely not sleepy so it was starting to worry kuroo.

"hey bud, you're scaring me now," kuroo cooed, softly pressing the back of his hand against their son's forehead but the temperature was fine. kuroo knew all the baby stuff without sweat, even the signals of what they needed but this was entirely different. it was only when then their son pointed to the picture of the three of you framed on the wall that kuroo got his answer. pressing a soft kiss against his son's temple, he whispered softly, "i know bud, i miss mommy too."

kuroo grabbed his phone from the couch and called you, chuckling when you instantly answered on the first ring with a hint of worry in your voice. "tetsu, what's wrong? are you both okay? should i get on the next flight?"

"relax kitten, we're fine. we just miss you."

"awe, i miss both my boys too."

"mama's on the phone bud." kuroo switched to loud speaker, smiling widely at their son who looked at him with wide, doe eyes upon hearing your voice. the crying eventually died down as you kept speaking through the phone with your cute, tiny baby voice until your son fell asleep in his arms.

"is he asleep?" you asked.

"yep. hey, you should use that baby voice often. it's cute," he teased, grinning ear to ear.

"shut up."

the rest of the afternoon was spent at a mall near the airport, buying toys and new clothes and stopping by for ice cream before waiting for you at the terminal.

"look bud, there's mommy!" kuroo crouched to level with their son, pointing at your figure from a distance. their son's eyes lit up when spotting you, giggling and reaching out his other hand that kuroo wasn't holding.

"awe, it's my two favorite boys! i missed you both so much!" you said sweetly, dropping your bags to hug your son.

"i missed you so much, love." you hugged kuroo tightly when he stood up only for him to hug you tighter, peppering kisses on your cheeks.

"missed you more, kitten," he said softly, pressing a light kiss to your lips before carrying your son. you really had nothing to worry about.

bokuto kotarou

you were a little bit worried about leaving bokuto and your child even if it was just for a couple of hours. you had to visit your parents in kyoto and dropby for groceries on the way home

it's not that you didn't trust him, you were just not quite sure if the house would be exactly the same as when you left knowing how bokuto and your child loved to play A LOT

you considered calling akaashi to babysit the two lmao

bokuto matched your child's energy so while you're incharge of all the serious baby duties, bokuto was incharge of playing and goofing around with your child while you rested

really, your child got their hyperactiveness from bo

you were also the one who dealt with the tantrums while bo assisted, so when bo was left to deal with your son's tantrum alone, he panicked and was about to cry himself because your son was crying and it made him sad :(

you left the house around 6 am after preparing breakfast for your husband and son as well as the other things that bokuto will need for the day. althought bokuto spent a lot of time with your child, it didn't always include the serious baby duties so you knew for sure if you hadn't displayed the diapers and vitamins on the counter in advance, he'd be flipping the house upside down searching for them.

you also left a note on the fridge that consisted of all the instructions and reminders to serve as a guide. you trusted bokuto, of course, but you really just didn't want to come home to a mess.

bokuto's arms snaked around your waist and squeezed you lightly in his hug, nuzzling his face at the crook of your neck. "can't you just take us with you?"

"i'd love to kou, but our son just recovered from a fever so it's best if he stays home for now."

he nodded, visibly frowning. you cupped his cheek to get him to look at you. "kou, baby, i'll be back before you know it."

bokuto pouted, looking at you with puppy dog eyes and it took everything in you not to cancel your plans. "call me if there's a problem, okay?" you kissed him goodbye and left.

with the note you left him, bokuto had no troubles throughout the morning routine even during bathtime. he would send you pictures and videos from time to time so you wouldn't have to worry, also because he loved sharing things with you.

bokuto loved playing with your son, loved seeing the adorable smile and hearing the soft giggles during their playtime even if it meant having to crawl on the carpet with his son on his back like a horse.

bokuto was filming him walking around with a huge smile on his face, "come to dada, little guy." your son just recently learned how to walk on their own so their steps were still unstable and wobbly and this resulted to your son tripping on his own feet.

bokuto could shit his pants right now, quickly fumbling to his now crying son to comfort him.

"hey little guy, it's okay you're good, dada's here now." he's whispering comforting words while gently rubbing on their back but the cries only got worse, the tears streaming down the little guy's face nonstop and this made bokuto's heart sink, feeling his own tears pool in his eyes. "shh i'm sorry, i'm sorry... you're okay, i gotchu."

his hands hesitantly reached out hug your son, so fragile it scared bokuto. he was calling you now and thank god you answered right away.

"kou?"

"he won't stop crying and i don't know what to do, can you come home now please? i think i just made our son hate me."

you sighed, "he doesn't hate you, kou. can you tell me what happened?"

"i was taking a video of him while he walked around but then he tripped and i swear i was watching over him! he won't stop crying, oh god i'm gonna cry too."

"did he hit his head? is he seriously hurt anywhere?"

"no," bokuto mumbled and you sighed in relief.

"okay that's good. it'll be fine babe, kids fall sometimes, okay? especially at this stage where they're learning how to walk. just carry him around for a while and he'll eventually ca-"

"what if i drop him?! should i ask akaashi to come over??" he pressed the phone between his ear and shoulder, gently and carefully lifting his son from the ground, pressing him close to his chest despite being nervous.

"you won't drop him kou, i'll punch you if you do, and no, do not call keiji. you got this, babe, you're his dad and he needs you not his uncle."

it took a while to convince bokuto that he was going to be find and to get off the phone so he can start comforting your son. bokuto did as you said, cradling him in his arms while he walked around the house and pointing to the pictures on the wall until your son finally calmed down. the only problem was that his son would start crying again whenever he attempted to bring him down, tiny hands clinging around his neck and onto his shirt.

you arrived home around 8 pm, announcing your arrival only to be met with silence at the door.

"kou?"

your eyes softened as soon as you found him asleep on the couch with your son on top of his chest, his strong arms wrapped securely around the tiny human being. you quietly kneel beside the couch, stroking bokuto's hair which slowly woke him up.

"i'm home." you smiled.

bokuto brought a finger to his lips and you pressed your lips together, taking your son away from his arms so you can tuck him in for the night.

"i'm sooo tired," bokuto whined, resting his head on top of your chest and cuddling close to you as soon as you joined him in bed. "it's my turn to be baby."

you snorted, bokuto's soft snores filling the quiet room in just a few seconds. "goodnight baby."

reblogs & feedbacks r appreciated<3

2021 (c) sevmch | do not copy or repost.

[adelior]

Name: Unconditionally

Author: R. Adelio

Genre: Romance, Minecraft, Comedy, Fluff

Main Lead: Technoblade, Dreamwastaken, DreamXD

Female Lead: Reader

Chapter: 3

Special Addition: Tchnomaid, Blob Dream, Accidental Marriage To Technoblade

Letters: 8,087

Tag: Territorial Behavior, Delusional Behavior From Wilbur, Wilbur Slowly Tipping Away Into Madness, Fluff, Possessiveness, Deep Kisses, Blob Dream

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Wilbur stood up, his fists clenching. You noticed the odd behavior coming from the brunette, it was unusual for him to look so stressed, and on top of that bothered. "Wil, what's wrong? You can't just lie to me if something is happening" You caught the way his fists tightened. "Don't worry, it's nothing."

He gave you a reassuring smile, turning to the door and leaving you behind with a questionable expression on his face. Wilbur looked pissed, but what could it possibly be that made him this distressed.

° ° °

"M-Mm.." You whimpered, eyes closed as the being kept exploring your mouth with its tongue. His eyes narrowed, enjoying the way your body reacted so naturally to his. "So obedient even in your slumber." The blonde complimented but stopped in his tracks when he sees a man in the corner of his eye.

XD quickly became defensive, hiding your unconscious body under his cloak. "What the.." Wilbur's eyes widened, teeth pulled back into a snarl. "LET HER GO-" The God chuckled, softly patting your head from above his cloak. "A mere human, ordering me to submit what is mine? How ridiculous." He said as he looked down, admiring your kissable lips.

"I'll fucking kill you if you don't let her go."

° ° °

Even thinking back to what he saw gave him the shivers. A God, specifically DreamXD being infatuated with a human? And not just any human, but it just had to be you, someone who he sees as more than just a friend. "Fuck." He cursed under his breath as soon as he exited your room. Once he was far away he punched the nearest wall. "DAMNIT."

"Wilbur..-?" Tommy's voice softened, he was about to call out to him but decided that maybe it wasn't a good idea. "What do you want Tommy?!" Wilbur screamed, stepping back once he realized that he had raised his voice. "Sorry, I'm just.. Stressed from all of this" He chuckled, stroking his bangs back with a sigh.

"That's.. fine? But enough from that man, what are we gonna do about the problem? We can't fucking contact Techno or Phil without actually going to where they are"

"Tommy, I'm well aware that it'll take days for us to get there but it's alright. As long as we resolve this problem we shouldn't complain about it."

"What about [Name]? Will we bring her along?" The kid asked, a hopeful look in his eyes. Soot knew how much Tommy wanted you to experience the world, more than anybody else. "We aren't bringing her, neither are we bringing anybody else. It'll just be us two."

"WHAT? Bro, I'm gonna fucking starve out there. Not to mention it's gonna be cold as fuck in that damn tundra." He complained, childishly stomping his feet on the ground. "Tommy, it's for the sake of everyone, for us. Now, will you join me or not?"

Tommy pondered but eventually gave in with a grumble. "Fine, we better stop by at Tubbo's place when we're heading out"

"Deal."

° ° °

"If you need anything just let me know," Niki said in a soft voice, pressing her hand against your neck, checking if you have a fever. "Niki- I'm not sick so it's okay!" Despite your words, she still looked somewhat puzzled. As if she couldn't connect something but was restricted to tell you. "Well, alright! I'll be at my cottage so just ping me whenever"

"Alright" You responded. "I'll make sure to keep that in mind" She smiled, turning to exit your room. "Is she doing okay?" Tubbo asked in a worried tone, earning a nod from the passing female. "Thank god.." Sighing, he walked in once Niki left the room. The goat hybrid came closer to where you sat on your bed, his hands behind his back.

"Tubbo?"

"Yeahhhhhh?" He dragged his words along, smiling happily as if he's waiting for you to ask what he was hiding, it made you laugh. "Haha, what's in your hand?"

"Oh, this?!" Tubbo happily revealed the flower crown, one that he crafted himself. It took a few hours, but he was able to pick out your favorite flowers on his way back during their exposition. "Wait... Is that for me-" He nodded, gently placing the flower crown on your head. "It suits you! I hope you like it"

"Like it? I LOVE IT TUBBO! Thank you! When did you even have time to make this?" You asked, earning a confident 'hah' from the boy. "I was able to pick out a few of your favorite flowers on our way back. I saw them so I asked Wilbur if I was allowed to bring them home"

Too sweet, you thought. Tubbo was a child who always looked at you with stars in his eyes. It was as if you were one of the many thousands of pulsars that adorned the limitless sky, something that he always admired. "Look I even made one for me, so now we match," He said as he showed his own, one that was decorated in yellow, black, and white flowers.

"How does it look?" Tubbo asked with a sheepish smile. "It looks amazing" You returned the same expression, causing the boy to laugh in satisfaction. "Fuck yeah!"

"Tubboooooooo" Fundy said as he peeked from the door, waving at both you and the male. "We gotta go out now, didn't you say you wanted bees for your bee farm?"

"OH YEAH!"

"Bee farm-" You stared at the brunette with a baffled look on your face. "Oh sorry I didn't tell you, but I'm planning to make a bee farm! I love bees"

Smiling, you waved both of them off. It was always nice to hear Tubbo express his liking for bees. You couldn't blame him for liking them, after all, they were cute when they didn't viciously attack you. "Man now I feel fucking old" You muttered, falling back onto your pillows. "Not to mention, everyone has something to do apart from me"

'Damn that just makes me seem like a freeloader' You thought in your head, smirking at how stupid it was. "Wait I could help farm the Nether Warts-" With that, you quickly changed your clothes and head towards the Nether Portal room. 'I could at least do this. And if I get caught I could just say that I'm preparing ingredients for future potions that I'll be brewing.'

You praised yourself, patting your hand against your right shoulder with a smug smile. 'I'm so smart'

Minutes passed, and you've been working away with growing the Nether Wart farm that's been installed beside the Portal. You managed to harvest at least a stack or two before you became tired. It was more tiring than you expected, but you didn't care. Being able to move around was better than sitting in a singular spot.

"Farming Nether Wart sure is tiring huh?" A male voice asked. "It sure is, takes a lot more strength to pull them out compared to normal crops." You replied, groaning. "That may be true but did you know you could easily harvest them if you heated the roots with lava?"

"Oh, rea- WHAT THE FUCK" You realized how familiar the voice was once your brain started to regain energy after all the moving. "You scared the shit out of me Clay-"

"My bad~" He smirked, pushing himself off of the Nether Portal that was.. lit again..? But how, how did the portal appear again? "Since when did that portal reopen?" You questioned, walking past the male who was outstretching his arms, expecting a hug. "How the hell is this..-"

"Rude, I didn't even get a hello how are you hug?" You glared back at him, nodding to the portal that you were curious about, silently telling him to explain himself. "I wanted to see you again, so I thought I should light it."

"Light it? Are you saying you were the one to destroy that portal in the first pla-"

[SLAM]

You stiffened in your spot, back pressing against the wall as you feel Clay's staggered breaths fan over your face. "You know... You should be grateful I came all the way here just to see you, on top of that with an.." He stumbled forward, body leaning over yours as he continued to breathe heavily.

"Hey, are you oka- CLAY YOU'RE BLEEDING-"

"It's fine." The man breathed out, lips dangerously close to your neck. "What do you mean it's fine?! Let me heal you with potions are you insane?!"

"Just.." His voice softened, body slowly getting smaller and smaller. "Let me rest.."

[POOF]

'Huh' You stood there confused, a gust of wind blowing in your direction. He was gone, and what was left was a white blob that happily pressed its cheeks against your neck. "What the- FU-"

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Mini Fanfic #1018: Home At Last (Sonic)

4:23 p.m. at the Crocodile's Residence.........

Espio: Ah....Ahh...AHH-

Cream brings a tissue in front of Espio's nose in time for him to sneeze on it before sighing again.

Espio: Thanks again, Cream.

Cream: (Smiles Brightly) You're blessed and welcome!~ (Takes the Tissue to a Nearby Trash Can)

Silver: (Has His Hand Onto Espio's Forehead While Sitting Next to Him on One Side) Your temperature doesn't seem to being heating up too badly compared to yesterday.

Blaze: (Sighs in Relief While Sitting Next to Espio on the Other Side) That's good to hear at least....(Gives Espio a Motherly Glare) Still, what on earth were you thinking fighting this Master Zik person in a middle of a rainstorm? Without wearing a coat nonetheless?

Cream: (Crosses Her Arms While Pouting at Espio) That's what I've been wanting to know. So reckless....(Turns to Blaze) Did you know he used to meditate in the rain when we was a child?

Silver: (Eyes Widened a Bit) Really?

Charmy: Yeeeup. Even tried meditating under a waterfall too.

Cheese: (Nodded in Agreement) Chao.

Blaze: (Already Pinching her Nose) Okay, meditating in the rain is one thing, but under a waterfall!? (Turns Back to Her Boyfriend) Seriously?

Espio: I was young and clueless at the time. (Looks Away While Blushing a Little) Besides, Master has already scolded me about my recklessness afterwards, so it shouldn't be that big of a deal to begin with....(Hears a Few Giggles From Before Sighing) What's funny?

Blaze: Oh nothing~ (Smirks Playfully at Espio) Just admiring how cute you look when you pout~

Silver: (Giggles Softly) Yeah~ Hence why you will always be the cute one in our relationship~

Charmy: (Laughs While Singing and Pointing at Espio) Espio's the cute on in his relationship!~

Cheese: (Tease Along With Charmy) Chao Chao Chao!~

Cream: He gets it from mommy and me~ (Smiles Proudly While Pointing Up a Bit) Us Rabbits have a very unique talent of making ourselves look cuter than we already are.

Espio: How do I even- (Sighs Once More Before Facepalming Himself) You know what? Forget it. I am too sick to even try and argue at the moment.

Blaze: (Rolls her Eyes) You only have a cold, dear. It'll come to pass eventually.

Silver: (Turns to Cream) By the way, were you three able to tell your mom and dad about what happened the day before?

Cream: (Nodded To Silver) I told daddy about the showdown before we left the house that evening. He said him and mommy were already packing up to leave their honeymoon trip. The boys and I were so busy taking care of Espio that I didn't have the time to call them again this morning. ('Sighs a Bit Worryingly') I hope they make it back here oka-

'DOOR CRASH'

A loud crash suddenly echoed in the living room as the gang turn their head see to the married bride herself, Vanilla, wearing her biker suit and holding her newly husband, Vector, in her arms while panting.

Vector: Uhhhh....(Slowly Spread his Arms Out With an Awkward Smile on his Face) Surprise!.....

Cream: ('Gasps') Mommy!~ Daddy!~ (Happily Rushes Over Towards the Older Couple to Hug Them Along With Charmy)

Charmy: You're back!~

Cheese: (Happily Flies Over to Join the Group Hug) the Chao Chaochao!~

Vanilla: (Smiles Brightly as She Lowers Her Husband Down on his Feet as She Receives Their Group Hugs) Oh my sweet little angels~ It's so great to finally see you all again!~ We're sorry we didn't come here sooner. The traffic here have gotten a lot more busy as of late.

Vector: So we decided to take a few shortcuts along the way. Some of which......preeetty scary to go through to be honest.

Vanilla: (Frowns Sadly) Sorry.....

Vector: (Immediately Grabs Vanilla's Hands With a Reassuring Smile on his Face) But it's okay! We still managed to get here without any police cars stopping us. (Turns to Vanilla) You did great, honey.

Vector kiss the top of his wife's head as she smiles and hugs him in a very loving manner.

Espio: You two need to be more careful around road next time. There's no telling what kind of wide open accident you'll get yourselves into.....

Vanilla: ('GASPS') Espio!~ (Immediately Rushes Over to The Living Room's Sofa and Picks Espio Up into a Tight, Loving Hug) My sweet baby boy, you had us soooo worried!~ (Gently Lowers the Ninja Down in his Feet Before Placing her Hand Onto his Forehead) How is your temperature? You don't feel too woozy and light headed, do you?

Silver: (Smiles Softly at Vanilla) We've already checked his temperature, Mrs. Rabbit. He's doing a lot better now.

Blaze: (Smiles Brightly at the Newly Wedded Couple) Or should we say Mrs. Crocodile!~ How was your very first honeymoon together?~

Vanilla: (Went Back to Smiling While Claspingher Hands Together) Oh Blaze, it was such a wonderful first experience!~ The lovely scenery of the towns, the exquisite desserts and four meals-

Vector: Which cost a crap ton by the way!

Vanilla: (Smiles Sheepishly) T-True.....But at least the meals we ordered there were still delicious. ('Sighs Dreamingly') There's so many breath taking things to see in Spagonia that I can't even decide which one I adored the most......

Charmy: You got any pictures for us to see?

Vector: Oh yeah. Lots of them. But before we do that, you kids mind giving your mother, brother, and I some private? We have a lot to talk about today.

Espio's eyes begins to widen a bit by Vector's slow glance towards him

Silver: Oh! Uh....sure. We'll....(Gets Himself Up From the Sofa He Was Sitting on) get out of your hair. (Whipsers 'Sorry' to Espio as he Gives Him a Good Luck Kiss on One Cheek Before Walking to the Kitchen)

Blaze: (Gets Up.From the Sofa as Well) Kids, it's time we give them privacy! (Turns to Espio and Whispers) Best of luck, dear. (Kiss Him in the Other Side of the Cheek Before Walking Away) You are going to need it.....

Cream: Poor Espio.....

Charmy: We know him well....

Cheese: Chao.

With one final stare, the trio finally turn away and follows Blaze into the kitchen, leaving the ninja and the married couple alone in the living room in a few seconds of silence.

Espio: (Tries to Process What is Happening)

Vector: (Turns Back to Espio) So are you really feeling better from that cold of yours, champ? No headaches or anything else out of the ordinary?

Espio: (Immediately Comes Back to Reality) Oh! Uh....('Clears Throat') Yes. Other than a few random- (Quickly Squeezes Onto his Robe Before Looking Back Up at Vector) sneezes that occurred every so often, I say the road of recovery is going smoothly for me so far.

Vector: (Smiles Brightly) Good, good. If that's the case, then I guess that means I won't have to feel guilty for what I'm about to do next!

Espio: I.....(Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) beg your pard-

Before Espio could even start finishing that sentence, he sudden felt a sharp smack by his longtime detective partner/father-figure, much to everyone, sans for Vanilla's, surprise.

Espio: (Winces a Bit in Pain While Holding his Head)..... Okay. I'll admit.....I deserve that.

Vector: (Growls While Glaring at Espio in a Fatherly Yet Comedic Fashion) YA DAMN RIGHT YOU DESERVE THAT ONE! Making the two of us worry about your hide for two and a half days of getting here!

Vanilla: (Crosses her Arms at Espio With a Worried, Disappointed Glare on her Face) Using a shadow clone to watch over the kids while you go out fighting someone, in /he middle of the rain-

Charmy: (In the Kitchen) Without wearing a coat!

Vanilla: WITHOUT wearing a coat, Espio! What were you thinking throughout all of that!?

Espio: (Sighs in Defeat While LookingDown on the Floor in Shame) Not in a clear manner unfortunately....I was too hellbent on challenging Master Zik again after all these years, that I didn't bother to care that much about the consequences that comes my way.....(Looks Back Up to Vanilla and Vector) Or the people I would end up worrying.

Vector: See? And that's a another thing: Who was thar Zik person fought anyways?

Vanilla: He hasn't been bullying you this entire time, without any of us knowing, has he?

Espio: (Shakes his Head) No, no. It's nothing like that. My reasonings for fighting him are more or less deeper than that.

The couple look at each other for a brief second before nodding, making their way to the sofa and sitting next to Espio on each sides.

Vanilla: We're all ears, dear.

Vector: Whenever you're ready.

Espio: (Looks Back and Forth at Vector and Vanilla Before Taking a Deep Breath) Okay. So my master, Hoshimaru Hisashi, and Zik has been friends for very long time, long before he took me to his home in my younger years. Some say their bond and rivalry for one another were very strong at the time, that either led to great fortune or pure destruction to everyone involved.

Vector: Damn. So they're like Sonic and Shadow in a way?

Espio: To some extent. But less chaos powers, and more beyond our years in experience and discipline.

Vector/Vanilla: Uh-Huh..../ Ohh I see.....

Espio: But anyways, one day, when Zik and his students came to visit our temple for tea, he challenged my master in a sparring match. It went along normally at first, but it wasn't long till for the fight itself to become more intense as time passes. It was impressive that our eyes were able to keep up with each movements they take, natural speed and all.

Vector/Vanilla: (Starts Nodding in Understanding)

Espio: (Starts Frowning and Looking Down on the Ground) However.......

Vanilla: (Immediately Starts Getting Worried as She and Vector Catches One Glance of their Boy in Distress) Espio?

Espio: It would only last about a few minutes or so until.......

Flashback

One strike. One, single strike. To some, it would be wishful thinking to rely on doing something so simple. But for Zik..... It was more than enough for him to claim his victory, as he sends his rival down to his knees.

'Thud'

Espio: MASTEEERRRR! (Quickly Rushes Over to his Master's Side Along With a Few Guests)

Guests: Are you okay!? /Try not to move too much!

Hoshi: (Places his Arm Around his Chest While Standing on One Knee Panting) My.....apologies everyone....(Quickly Uses his Other Hand to Cover his Suddenly Coughing Before Sighing) It seems.... my careless thinking.....has.....('Cough') gotten the better of me this time around......

Zik: (Stares at his Opponent Calm, Yet Victoriously) Indeed it has, my dear old friend. But suppose it goes to show how different our skills in combat has gotten over a decade or few. (Walks Away Before Turning his Head Back to Hoshi With a Small, Yet Evil, Cocky Smirk Creeping on his Face) Yours is simply lacking.

The young chameleon's eyes begins to widens as the feeling of anger slowly begins to creep up on his. As his hands begins to form into knuckles, Espio begins run over to the old zeti in question, that is until five of his much younger students suddenly appears to block his path.

Long, Pink Zeti: Mess with our master and you mess with all of us, PUNK!

Buff, Red Zeti: (Crosses his Arms While Glaring at the Young Chameleon) If you know what's good for you, runt, then I advise you turn back your master.

Pretty, Green Female Zeti: Pleeease?~ I really don't wanna punch that handsome face of yours.

Buff, Red Zeti: (Turbs at the Green Zeti Beside Him With a Glare) Zeena!

Zeena: Whaaaat? He's a cutie!~ And like so my type too~

Buff, Red Zeti: ('Groans While Rolling his Eyes')

Espio: ('Growls in Anger') Get OUT of my way before I-

?????: ESPIO!

The young Espio eyes widens once more as he turns his head back to his master glaring at him as two of their guests helping him get back up on his feet.

Hoshi: Stand down.

Espio: (Stares at Hoshi in Disbelief) B-But Master, you're hurting because him!

Hoshi: I am- ('Winces a Bit in Pain') aware of my current state. But like I said before, my carelessness has led me to this. And whatever tactics he schemed during, doesn't change the fact that he has beaten me fair and square.

Espio: But-

Hoshi: Calm yourself, my pupil. Do not let today's match cloud you in anger. Learn from this. And see it that you don't make the same mistake I di- (Suddenly Felt a Another Sharp Pain in his Chest) ('Nrghh')

Guest #1: Let's get you back to your room now, master.

Espio: (Watches his Master Being Carried Back to his Room Before Sighing and Reluctantly Bowing Down to Him) Yes, master.

Zik: (Slowly Shakes his Head) Poor Hoshimaru. Always knew he was a naive fool since day one, but his foolish has reached to great heights today. As expected. (Turns and Start Walking Away) Alright, children, let's moseley our way out of-

HEY!

Zik and his students turn back around to see the young chameleon staring at them woth fierce anger in his eyes.

Long, Pink Zeti: ('Groans Loudly in Annoyance') Ugggggh for the love of- WHAT NOW, SQUIRT!?

Espio: (Ignores the Pink Zeto Entirely as He Has His Focus Primarily On.....) Master Zik!

Zik: (Raises his Eyes in a Bit of Curiosity) Yes, boy?

Espio: I.....(Takes a Deep Breath Before Speaking) I know master said nort to be angry.....And I know that I still have a lot to learn to be a strong shinobi......(Begins to Point His Finger at the Old Zeti With Determination) BUT THAT WON'T STOP ME FROM FROM AVENGING HIM BY BEATING YOU ONE OF THESE DAY, SO YOU BETTER PREPARE YOURSELF BY THENNNNN!

'Silence'

Buff, Red Zeti: (Glares Menacingly at Espio) You dare ask our master to your pointless challe-

Zik: I accept.

Buff, Red Zeti: (Eyes Widened Before Turning Back to his Master) You what!?

Zik: (Turns to His Student) I said I accept his challenge. (Uses his Pinky to Dig Through his Ear Hole) Is your hearing not working correctly, Zavok my boy? (Finds Ear Wax in his Pinky Before Blowing it Out)

Zavok: ('Sighs Heavily') No, master, my hearing is just fine......And you shouldn't be accepting this runt request. It's beneath you.

Zik: Oh come now. You and I both know that I hardly back down from a challenge. And besides, I think the boy has enough potential to begin with.

Zavok looks back Espio who is currently muttering and geeking out at the fact that elder zeti has accepted his sudden request.

Zavok: (Rolls his Eyes) Riiiight.....

Zik: (Tap his Cane to the Ground) ('Tap Tap') Young man.

Espio: (Immediately Stops his Rsmblings and Gives Zik his Full Attention in a Straight Form) Y-Yes?

Zik: If you are fully certain about the choice you just made.....If you have that much faith in your current growth and skills.....(Smiles Brightly) Just say the word. And I will be glad to take you on anytime, so long as you actually give me a good challenge that is. (Laughs Wholeheartedly)

Espio: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Awe) Master.....(Went Back to his Determined Look Before Nodding in Agreement) Right. I'll do whatever I can get stronger, to avenge master's name. You'll see.

Flashback Ended

Espio: Then after that, I took my words to heart and begin practicing and took every opportunity to fight him wherever him and his students comes back to visit the temple. It.....(Starts Looking Away in a Bit of Embarrassment) went as well as you expected as the time.

Esipo begins to remember all times he challenged Zik to a fight in this youth....and all the time the old Zeti easily beaten him every match easily. Sneak attacks, charge in rush assaults.....you name it and Zik would find some way to defeat the young chameleon at his own game.

One time, he was able one shot the poor ninja in training, effortlessly while drinking Hoshi's newly made Herb Tea at the time. It wasn't much to most, but to him, It was best tea he ever tasted in years.

Vector: You were one persistent little twerp, weren't you?

Espio: Master did say I have the tendency to not quit when it's necessary. It's incredible how far I've come since then....

Vanilla: And we couldn't be any prouder. But speaking of which....(Starts Getting Worried Again) How was that master of yours after the match? The attack didn't damaged him too much, did it?

Espio: It didn't fortunately. Granted, it took a while for him to recover and he had to face a few setbacks since then, other than that, he's fine. At least I hope he still is......

Vanilla: (Gives Espio a Reassuring Smile) I'm sure we'll have the opportunity of visiting him one of these days.

Vector: (Happily Nodded in Agreement) Yeah. He seems like a pretty cool guy to talk to.

Espio: (Smiles a Little) He is. (Went Back to Frowning While Sighing) But back to the topic at hand, whatever my reasons for doing what I did the day before doesn't excuse the fact that I've cause you all concerns and grief. (,Bows at the Married Couple) I apologize greatly for that, as well as making you two leave your honeymoon early.

Vector: ('Scoffs') Oh please. Your mother and I were already planning on leaving Spagonia behind early before Cream even made that call.

Espio: Wait. (Eyes Begins to Widened in Genuine Surprise) You were?

Vector: (Smiles Softly) Yeah, man. I mean, sure, we had a really great time there, with the place being romantic and all, but we've already missed the hell out of you kids the moment we stepped in that limousine.

Vanilla: (Nodded in Agreement) It's true. There's not a day in the world that we don't think about you four. You're our heart and soul.

Vector: And we're never gonna stop worrying about any of you even we start having gray hair. Which would look great on your mother by the way.

Espio: (Simply Nodded in Agreement) I can believe that.

Vanilla giggles and bluhes at the compliment as She wave her hand down.

Espio: (Smiles a Little) But still, we appericate the care and effort you have given us thus far. We love you guys.

Vector: We love you guys too, Espio. (Crosses his Arms) But don't think for a second just because we're having a sentiment moment, that you're automatically off the hook!

Vanilla: (Places her Hand onto her Chest) As much as it pains me to say, I'm afraid the two of us here must punishment you.

Espio: ('Sigh') Very well. I accept any punishment you have in store for me.

Vector: Really? No complaints?

Espio: No complaints. I worried you all. So naturally, it's only fair that I face the consequences of my actions.

Vector: ....Well shi-I-I mean! (Clears his Throat Before Crossing his Arms Again) Alrighty then. Well, first and foremost, you're hereby grounded for two to three weeks. The only time you're allowed to leave this house whenever you and I go out for another case, your mom wants help getting groceries, or when your siblings want to go out and play. Other than that, leaving here is off limits.

Vanilla: And while we're on the topic of that, I hereby forbid you from training out there by the tree until your punishment is over. You've done enough hand-to-hand combat for one day and I think it's high time you need to take a break from it for a while.

Espio: (Simply Nodded) Fair enough. I...take it that means that I won't be seeing Blaze and Silver for a while now, huh?

Vanilla: (Shakes her Head Happily) Nonsense. Those two are always welcome to come by our home anytime.

Vector: But you three are not allowed to leave out of here together until your weeks are up, got it?

Espio: (Nodded Once More) Right. Is there anything else?

Vector raises his finger up to say something....then starts crossing his arms again to think....only to realize that he couldn't really think of anything else.

Vector: Uhh...(Shrugs) Yeah. I got nothing else.

Vanilla: I have a suggestion. Starting today, here and now, I want you to stay in the sofa.....(Grabs a Blanket And Covers herself and the Boys in it) and get yourself nice and cozy as we have ourselves a family movie night.

Vector: (Calls Out to the Gang) KIDS, GET IN HERE! WE'RE HAVING MOVIE NIGHT!

Espio: (Raises an Eyebrow) In the afternoon?

Vector: Afternoon, night. Who cares? I wanna watch stuff on our screen.

The kids, Silver and Blaze rushes our of the kitchen to join the trio in the sofa together. Cream, Cheese, and Charmy sits down together on the floor, in front of the coffee table,as Espio's lovers sits right back next to him, hugging their boyfriend lovingly.

Espio: (Chuckles Lightly) Not my idea of punishment, but i suppose it will do for now.

Silver: I wonder what movie we'll be watching first.

Blaze: There is a lot to choose from.

Vector: Don't know about you guys, but I wanna give that Chip n' Dale movi e a watch!

The gang, except for the kids, look at each other with uncertainty uncertainty each of their faces.

Vanilla: Um....Vector, dear....Perhaps we'd be better off not watching that one for now.

Vector: How come? Is it because of the whole translation to live action or something?

Vanilla: Not entirely. But....well....(Starts Whispering into Vector's Ear)

Vector: Yeah, I know Peter Pan is in this one-(Continues Hearing His Wife Whispering in his Ear Before Having Eyes Slowly Widens by Every Detail Given to Him) Oh.....Oh.....(Slowly Turns his Head to Vanilla) You....don't say.....

Vanilla: (Simply Nodded) I'm afraid it's true, dear. Oh! And also....(Went Back to Whispering)

Vector's eyes begins to widen again, only this time it's in disgust.

Vector: Oh god. THAT thing is also in there!?

Vanilla: (Nodded Once More) Mmhmm.

Vector: ('Ugh') Screw that noise. Kids, we're watching through Toy Story 1-4. And maybe the Buzz Lightyear one too if we're lucky.

Cream/Charmy/Cheese: YAY!/CHAO CHAO!

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CRYSTAL SNOW ❄ MYG

SUMMARY: Christmas has always been a stressful time for Yoongi: buying presents, decorating the tree, baking cookies, you name it-Yoongi does it. It wouldn't be so difficult if Yoongi had someone to help him, but all he has left in his life is his beautiful daughter Ara.But maybe this year, he won't be all alone.

GENRE: christmas fluff  ❄ a bit of smut

WORD COUNT: 7,3k

WARNINGS: f l u f f, single parent yoongi, kindergarten teacher y/n, oral, satoori, domestic christmas vibes :(, mentions of death

AUTHOR’S NOTE: the secret collab is finally here! thanks @kimtaehyunq​ for letting me join💞 i’m so excited to read the other fics as well! & thank you Mags for doing this amazing banner I think this is the prettiest banner I've ever had. 🤧 Tysm love💞

MERRY CHRISTMAS

People usually say she looks a lot like her father, but all Yoongi sees in Ara is his wife. Wherever his daughter goes, his wife's ghost follows, the memory of his teenage love and the wonderful years they spent together until she left their lives.

Min Dasom died almost one year after Ara was born, her death coming too sudden for anyone to bid their last goodbyes-leaving her husband and baby heartbroken and alone.

It was awful, Yoongi won't be able to forget that one night the police called him, telling him that his precious wife drowned in the ocean during her monthly trip to the beach with her friends. 

Ever since that call, Yoongi has never stepped near a beach again, never felt hot sand between his toes again, never went swimming again.

It was hard, being a single parent and Yoongi was tempted to give up many times, but seeing Ara grow and bloom into the beautiful girl she is now, Yoongi is beyond thankful that he survived the pain and sorrow.  

He never drowned his thoughts in alcohol because his sunshine always looked at him with her sad little eyes, almost as if she knew what he wanted to do and hugged his legs tightly until Yoongi set the bottle away and picked Ara up and spent the night cuddling her.

Things got easier as soon as Ara was old enough to finally go to kindergarten, allowing Yoongi to work more hours and on a daily basis again. It's not like he needed a lot of money, it's just that Yoongi needs to work. 

He's used to working all the time, he's always been-because working doesn't give him time to think about the tragedy that is his life.

Money wasn't an issue for the Min family, Yoongi used to be one of the most successful pianists and producers in South Korea, but he gave up on that as soon as Ara was born, just to have time for his family.

His friend Hyunjin offered him a job as a songwriter and composer at his own label JinHit Entertainment. 

Yoongi could work from home whenever he wanted and needed to, but the studio Hyunjin set him up was way better and filled with new technology that Yoongi loved playing and experimenting with.

The acclimatization to her new daily routine wasn't easy for Ara because she wasn't used to having women in her life-until now, it has always been Yoongi and Ara. They ended up switching kindergarten two times before Ara came into the one that you've been working at for a while now-instantly falling in love with you.

The first few days with your new reference child we're quite… interesting because the little girl was full of action and so curious about every little thing in the room that you couldn't sit still and talk to her father for a while because Ara grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the next game she wanted to play.

Her father, Min Yoongi, sent you an apologetic smile as he watched you play with his daughter from a distance, giving you time to get used to each other and build a bond. You winked at him as you took a seat next to Ara and started to explain the rules of the board game to her-impressed about how well she was understanding them.

It didn't take Ara a long time to send Yoongi home, waving him goodbye and pressing a loud kiss onto his lips. "Go and work, Appa! Uncle Hyunjinnie waits for you to make good music!"

Yoongi looked at her with a pout, crossing his arms over his chest. "You're telling me to leave? Just to go and work? That is rude, princess."

You giggled and hugged Ara as she ran over to you, Yoongi long forgotten.

"Would you like to bring your dad to the door, Ara? I think he might be sad if you won't. Remember: he won’t see you for a few hours and you don’t want your dad to be sad during lunch, right?"

Ara giggled but nodded nonetheless and grabbed Yoongi by the hand. "Hurry!"

Yoongi looked at you in shock, desperately trying to hold in his laugh. "I think you gave me Ara's evil twin instead of my sweet little princess! Where is my nice girl that always kisses Appa goodbye?"

You shrugged your shoulders playfully as one of the other kids asked for you to help him with building a big tower out of building blocks. "Have a nice day, Mr Min. Oh and make sure you won't forget about our appointment on Thursday! I don't think it'll take longer than an hour, it's just to talk about Ara's development so far."

Yoongi was one of the few parents that were always punctual, not even a minute too late-and the only parent you've never felt any kind of rage towards. Not only that, but he attended every kindergarten fest, always prepared little cupcakes for Ara's birthday to bring with her to kindergarten and share with her friends.

May was rolling around quickly and you were as eager as always to craft some little gifts for the children to give their mothers. 

You prepared some candle wax and melted it so the kids could fill it in plastic forms and add glitter and scent to their preference, just to have a nice little gift to give. 

Most of the kids had fun, some of them were a bit grumpy because they got glitter all over themselves, but there is one little girl pouting and trying not to cry in front of them, not even touching the wax.

Ara.

It breaks your heart every time, knowing that Ara's mother died years ago and that she probably had no other woman in her life because you’ve already heard that her father works quite a lot. 

Squatting down next to the little girl, you gently pinch her stomach just to hear her little giggles. 

"What's wrong, sweetheart? Don't you want to make a nice candle?"

Ara looks up at you, one single tear slipping out of her eye. "I don't have a mom, so no candle for me."

You coo, playing with Ara's hair as you stand up again, leading her towards the crafting table.

"That doesn't matter, Ara. I think your dad will be happy to get a candle too! We can pick a different color than pink, what do you think does he like the most? I’m sure we will find something!"

Ara taps her chin, smiling slightly as she thinks about Yoongi's favorite color. "Black! He wears black clothes! Always! Do we have black glitter, Y/N?" 

She scrunches her nose at the first few oils, but one scent really lights up her face. "This smells like Appa! Can we use this?" 

"We do, I didn't put it on the table because usually nobody wants it so it sits on the shelf, all by itself. I think the glitter finally deserves to be used!" You smile at the kid, grabbing the small container of glitter from the shelf and handing it over to Ara.

"We do have a few scents, would you like to smell them? Choose whichever you think smells the best and we can put a few drops in the wax,' you offer the bowl of different oils to Ara and help her open the lids.

Ara holds up the little bottle of rose oil and you smile to yourself. Black roses, that really seems to fit the impression you have of Mr. Min.

"Of course. Now, let's mix the glitter with the wax and we can put it into the mold. Alright, now stir it while i put in a few drops of the rose oil, okay?"

You guide her through the process, talking to her and listening to her rambling about the piano lessons Mr. Min gives her on a regular basis, just because Ara wants to be like her favorite man in the world.

"He is a great dad, Ara. You're so lucky to have him, I know that he must be sad sometimes too, but you're such a sunshine and help him as much as he helps you," you hug her from the side, enjoying the way Ara leans into the hug as well.

"I want a mom, but Appa is almost like a mom! He lets me paint his nails, goes to ballet with me and always bakes princess cookies for our tea parties!"

Ara giggles as she dips the wick into the liquid wax.

"Appa needs a woman to love, the only dates he goes to are work-dates with uncle Hyunjin," she says.

And yes, you think so as well.

One day around September, you decide that it’s definitely hot enough to prepare the blow-up outside pool for the kids, allowing them to change into their swimsuits and let them play around, even adding some bubbles to the water to let them experiment.

Mr. Min smiles at you, his gums fully showing and you can’t help but smile as well as you hear his words.

“And I think there’s no job that you could do better than this one.”

You’re sitting next to the pool on a bench in the shadow, reading some books to those few kids that don’t want to hop into the water as Ara jumps out of the pool.

“Y/N, come inside as well, it’s so nice!” She jumps up and down, her wet ponytail dripping onto her shoulders.

You pout, pointing to the kids next to you. “I can’t, you know that some of the kids are still afraid to go into the water with so many other children around. Maybe next time. Now, go and enjoy it, it’s super hot and I don’t know when autumn will come around and surprise us with bad weather!”

Ara nods quickly, hopping back into the water and continues splashing some water around with her friends, but she glances at you every few seconds. Then, she whispers with her two best friends before all three of them nod as they look at you.

Suddenly, they run towards you, surprising you with wet hugs and loud giggles, leaving your white summer dress almost see through.

Suddenly, there’s someone clearing his throat right behind you and you wish you could sink deep down into the pool once you see that it’s Mr. Min. 

“Girls!,” you can’t help but yelp, the cold water causing you to jump up from the bench. Yet, you laugh with them, the cooling really helping you with the heat.

“You can’t just do that, Ara. Look at my dress now, you can almost see through it, you’re lucky that the parents won’t come in within the next two hours, otherwise they would see me like this,” you try to look stern, but to be honest: you would have done the same if you were Ara.

“Ara, why did you do that?,” he asks with his calm voice and tries his best not to look at your hardening nipples under the dress. 

Ara’s bottom lip trembles as she looks at you with sad eyes. “I’m sorry, Y/N. I just thought it would be funny…”

Mr. Min turns to you and bows slightly. “I’m sorry, she shouldn’t have done that. And well, I came to pick her up earlier because we will visit her grandparents over the weekend. I should’ve informed you earlier. Is there any way I can help you with your… erm, dress?”

Mr. Min nods at you, picking up his-still wet-daughter as he looks you up and down slow enough to leave goosebumps all over your skin once again. 

You blush, shaking your head as you grab Ara’s clothes and hand her to her father.

“It’s alright, Mr. Min, it’s not your fault-and a water fight is too much fun to just not do it, right, Ara? It’s sunny enough so I’ll just bring the bench into the sun and I’ll be dry soon enough! I hope you’re having fun with your grandparents, Ara! Have a nice weekend, Mr. Min.”

“It’s alright, Mr. Min, really. You don’t know how many children happen to call one of us mom without realizing it. It’s nothing too wild, I’ve gotten used to it and I think especially in Ara’s case… It was supposed to happen, you know? I mean, I don’t want to intrude on your private life, but I suppose you’re not seeing another person and Ara isn’t growing up with other females, so she takes those she sees here as a female person to bond with, you know?”

“Thank you, mommy! Oh… I mean Y/N..,” Ara quirps as he turns around in her father’s arms, even though it doesn’t look like she’s really sorry at all.

“Ara!” Mr. Min gasps as he looks at his daughter. 

Yoongi shakes his head. “I haven’t seen another woman ever since my wife died. Ara is the only woman in my life, the only one I give all my love to. She deserves it,” he sighs. “But you’re right, I think another female person would really help her with growing up. I just don’t want to introduce her to some random woman I might not even want to spend the rest of my life with. Is this egoistic?”

His honest words hit you, knowing how lonely he must be, all alone with his little girl and a bunch of work he has to do. “It’s not, Mr. Min. You don’t have to date just because you think it would be the best for Ara. There are many single fathers that raise their kids perfectly fine and I think you’re one of them! Ara never tells bad stories about you and I think you’re doing a really good job, spending all of your free time with her and allowing her to experience so many fun things. I’ve met so many ‘happy’ families that didn’t even manage to pack breakfast for their kids, so really, don’t break your head over something like this! I’m happy that Ara accepted me so much and that she always comes to me whenever she has a problem. This is why I chose my job.”

Over the next few months, Mr. Min is all that’s on your mind, even though you know how unprofessional it is, but he’s even kinder to you than he’s been before. You usually have a small chat with every parent whenever they bring or pick up their children, but Mr. Min makes sure to always catch you and ask you about your day, if there’s anything new in your life and you can’t help but ask him about his work and the songs he’s been working on as well.

“Ah, it’s really stressful right now. I’m working with this band that’s debuting soon and we have to prepare and finish the entire album I wrote about five songs for. They’re really good but still so young, I think the oldest is 16? Or was it 17? Whatever, that’s like ten years younger than me! I think I’ll grow grey hair soon when I keep on working with such young idols,” he sighs playfully as he helps Ara to put on her shoes and jacket. 

“I mean, you’re not that old, Mr. Min. Don’t worry-as long as you keep that handful smile you will look like you’re straight out of some perfume poster. But I’d love to listen to one of your songs! I mean, if you’d let me,” you smile with honesty as you hand Ara her backpack. 

Mr. Min shrugs, pulling his phone out of his pocket as he opens his Spotify account. He types something in and turns the screen towards you. AGUST D, it says. You scrunch your eyes at the name, trying to remember where you’ve known it from, but it doesn’t ring a bell right now. 

“I’ll make sure to listen to some of your songs, I hope they aren’t too sad though, I prefer my music to be more… pop and rock?”

You cringe at your own words, hoping that the man knows what you were trying to say. 

And fuck, you did like it. Turns out that AGUST D wasn’t some softie that plays guitar lullabies, no. 

Yoongi cracks a grin, then winks at you playfull before he takes Ara’s hand after she said goodbye to you.

“I think you’re going to like it.”

AGUST D seems to be one of the best rappers in the music industry that you’ve ever been listening to. He sounds so aggressive and fast that you needed to listen twice to some of his songs to understand what he was saying, but you ended up adding much more songs into your playlist than you’d like to tell him.

But you did tell him.

“Oh, I’m not doing that crazy rap thing anymore. It was a phase, I guess. By now, I use the name to help smaller musicians and trainees, produce their songs and write their lyrics. It’s better to do so with a bigger name, but AGUST D died a long time ago, I guess I killed him.” Mr. Min says the next day.

"I mean, as long as you keep all of them on Spotify, I'm alright with that. Most of those songs match my aggressive driving vibe and I can't imagine driving to work without it." You try to joke before you realize what it must've sounded like. "Oh lord, I didn't mean it like that!" 

You blush, trying to hide your reddened cheeks in your palms, but Mr. Min just laughs it off.

"Don't worry, I get what you mean. I usually play Love Talk as soon as i leave this building."

He even has the audacity to wink at you before he leaves with a grin, causing Ara to coo.

"Appa really likes you if he teases you!"

And the teasing goes on and on, there’s almost no day without a snarky comment from Mr. Min or a sarcastic comment from you-but neither of you takes those words to heart because that’s what you need in your lives, someone to laugh with, someone to make jokes with.

Even though there are plenty of other children in your group and so many parents you talk to daily, the only one you’re happy to see in the afternoon is Mr. Min.

The summer is long gone and fall said goodbye a few weeks ago, December came around and your little crush on Mr. Min isn’t as little anymore-and you can’t help yourself but wonder if he might be into you as well. You’ve shared a few noons talking about Ara’s development and if she’s ready for school next September, but most of the times you didn’t talk about the girl for more than thirty minutes before one of you switched the topic to something more private as the man leans closer to you and locks his gaze with yours.

You’re not as nervous around him as you were before and you can feel him starting to open up towards you as well. Yet, you’ve never met outside of the kindergarten, knowing it would be way too unprofessional and you’d never want to ruin the wonderful bond you share with Ara just because you’re desperate to jump into her father’s lap and call him Daddy too.

You’re not one of those women to go into a club and have a dirty one night stand with a random stranger, but you’ve been too busy to actually go and meet people, so you’ve kind of gotten used to being alone, even though you’re really missing late night cuddles and Disney marathons.

It’s Saturday afternoon and you’ve been strolling through the mall for a while now, looking for some christmas presents for your friends and family-but also wanting to treat yourself because work has been more than just exhausting lately.

You’ve been handling the entire group alone, having a lot more smaller children because new kids have been coming to kindergarten and having to deal with so many parents alone can be pure hell. Sadly enough you’re living all by yourself, only having a few close friends that don’t understand why you’re even doing this underpaid job and your last relationship crashed almost two years ago.

The mall looks amazing, beautiful christmas ornaments are hanging from the ceiling and there must be someone playing the piano somewhere because the soft melodic tunes fill the entire mall, reminding you of Mr. Min once again.

You just stepped out of a lingerie store, something you’re really passionate about even though nobody but yourself sees you in it, but you love the feeling of lace on your skin, love how beautifully the soft colors compliment your skin and love imagining Mr. Min ripping the soft material off you.

The small paper bag in your hand, you look around for another shop that might hold the next christmas present for one of your friends. 

“Appa, please! I already have a picture but we need you to have one too!”

You know that voice too well to ignore it, searching the area for the small owner of it, giggling as you found her. Ara and Mr. Min are in the Santa area of the mall that gives you the ability to sit on Santa’s lap and take a picture with him as you tell him your biggest christmas wishes.

But the little girl is not sitting on Santa’s lap, she’s trying to push her father towards the man with the fake beard, clearly wanting him to sit down on that lap.

You giggle, walking towards them just to find out what’s going to happen.

“Ara, I’m too old and heavy for poor Santa, I think he prefers girls your age-wait, no not like that. I think he likes boys and girls-ugh. You’re driving me crazy, princess. Look, there’s a few other kids wanting to have their time with Santa as well, why don’t we just leave and try to find some more presents from the giftshop here, hm?” The man tries to talk his daughter into leaving the uncomfortable situation, but Ara is as stubborn as ever-she always gets what she wants, especially from her father.

“But… I want you to have pictures with Santa too!” She pouts, looking over at the confused Santa before she hears your giggle. “Y/N!”

Mr. Min turns around, a shocked expression on his face and a soft pink tint on his cheeks.

“Oh, Ms. Y/L/N. What a surprise.”

You giggle even more, stepping closer towards them. “Hello Ara, good afternoon Mr. Min,” you bow slightly before accepting the little girl’s hug. 

“I see, you really want to sit on Santa’s lap, but Ara doesn’t want to let you because she’d be embarrassed.” 

Yoongi hums in agreement. “Horrible, those children. I mean, I just want a nice christmas picture with Santa, but you know how they are… right before puberty hits them.”

“Y/N, Appa doesn’t want to take a picture with Santa, would you sit on his lap and take a picture for me?” Ara looks up at you with her big eyes and like always, you can’t say no. Instead, you hand Mr. Min your bags-not thinking about the fact that one of them is from the lingerie store-before taking Ara’s hand and walking over to the smiling Santa.

The picture is quickly taken and not even five minutes later, Mr. Min hands you your bags, whispering, so Ara wouldn’t hear you. “I think the peach one will suit you the best.”

Ara nods and rips the bags out of Mr. Min’s hands to show you her cute dresses and bows while the man just stares at you with an open mouth. Did you really just say that to him? 

You gasp, hiding the bags behind your back but who are you to deny the fact that this man is the exact reason you stepped into the store?

“Thank you, I hope someone will get to see them before Christmas. It would be a shame to waste those pretty pieces for some lame mirror selfies,” you smile innocently before squatting down next to Ara. “Did you buy something nice yet?”

“Appa, we wanted to get hot chocolate, can Y/N come too please?”

Yoongi is speechless once more as he quietly follows his daughter and her kindergarten teacher towards the mall’s cafe-realizing that he shouldn’t have chosen his tightest pair of skinny jeans because somehow, they got quite uncomfortable as soon as you arrived.

Yoongi raises an eyebrow at his daughter before he picks up all the dresses that Ara tried to shove back into the bags. “If she wants, she’s welcome to join, but I think you should ask her first, maybe she is busy.”

You blush at the invitation, not sure whether to accept it or not-but you’re not one to decline on hot chocolate. Smiling at Ara, you nod. “Show me where to get the best hot chocolate, I’m craving something sweet and thick down my throat.”

He watches you as Ara grabs your hand and swings them around with a soft giggle, heart warming as he sees your fond smile.

Ara talks about you a lot-hell, Yoongi asks about you a lot whenever Ara doesn't want to talk about you but watch her favorite show.

It's unprofessional and probably not allowed, Yoongi knows, but Ara leaves for school in March anyways, so who cares? 

It's obvious to the both of you that you're interested in each other, the flirting and teasing coming to a point where Yoongi can't wait for another snarky remark of yours.

And now that he has the chance to sit and talk with you outside of your workplace, you just chose to buy a bag full of fucking beautiful lingerie (yes, Yoongi looked inside, no, he doesn't regret it).

Ara leads you into this beautiful cat cafe that apparently has "The best hot chocolate and bubble tea, but it's too cold for bubble tea… Can they make hot bubble tea?" as Ara says, earning a harsh "no" from Yoongi, because that's something he wishes for as well.

"Go find a place with Mr. Y/L/N, Ara. I'll get your order, yeah? What can I order for you?" Yoongi looks at you as he pulls out his wallet, giving you some time to read the menu.

"Oh, the candy cane hot chocolate, please! And please, as long as we are not talking inside the kindergarten, call me Y/N. I mean, you've seen my underwear, I think you deserve to call me by my name."

Yoongi blushes, nodding and rushes towards the cashier to order your drinks. You smile at the man, then at the cats-they look somewhat similar-before you sit down next to Ara who is currently petting four cats on her lap.

"They're adorable," you coo, "Do you have any pets?"

Ara nods with a big smile and hands you one of the cats, a pretty one with orange fur and big eyes. 

"I have a turtle! Gukkie gave it to me and Appa didn't like it first, but I love her!"

You enjoy the cat's purring as you gently stroke her chin. "A turtle sounds lovely, I hope you can show it to me one day."

"Oh, that won't be a problem, I can invite you for dinner and Appa will get shy and red in the face, but he wouldn't say no because he's super soft for-" "ALPACAS! I'm soft for alpacas, haha, here we go, three hot chocolates."

Yoongi appears with a pained expression as he places your hot chocolate right in front of you.

"Thanks, Yoongi," you smile at the man and Yoongi swears that his heart stopped beating for a second. "I'm soft for Alpacas as well."

Right after you all finished your drinks, Ara decides that it’s time to walk through the mall once more, just to make sure that Santa is still there and will take another picture with hot chocolate-filled Ara. 

“Did you enjoy your date with Y/N, Appa?” She looks up at her father as you walk towards the mall. Yoongi trembles, blushing brightly. “I’m pretty sure this wasn’t a date, Ara. Don’t assume things like this, it’s rude,” he mumbles as he gently pets her head to make sure she isn’t hurt by his comment.

You giggle, whispering loud enough for Yoongi to hear. “I really liked it, Ara. Your Appa can be funny if he wants to.”

The picture with Santa comes out pretty, even though the man groaned as two grown adults decided to sit on each of his legs, the bright smiling Ara kneeling in front of them. But it’s really worth it, because Yoongi’s smile never leaves his lips this evening, gums showing beautifully on the picture and you quickly make sure to get a copy of that picture as well.

Yoongi’s eyes widen. “So was this a… you know?” It’s endearing, how shy he suddenly seems to be. You’ve never seen him like this. Stressed, overworked and happy - yes. Shy and blushing? Never.

You nod with a soft smile as you lay your hand on his shoulder.

“Yes, I’d like that to be a ‘you know what’, Yoongi.”

You can't even tell when the two of you officially started dating, but you'll never forget the first kiss you've shared during one of your walks-thanks to Ara for snapping a picture of it. Yoongi's hands wrapped around your waist, eyes clenched shut and lips curled in a soft smile as fresh snow fell down on you.

Seeing Yoongi at work wasn’t as weird as you had expected it to be, it’s quite the opposite. He’s attentive and lovely, bringing you fresh croissants or donuts every morning or puting little chocolate for you and Ara in his daughter’s lunchbox.

He’s caring, picking you up after your shift to invite you to dinners and walks through the forest with Ara, because that little girl just loves walking in the fresh snow that has started to fall recently. She takes pictures of your footprints with Yoongi’s phone and makes him promise to print it for her to hang up.

“Of course I can, Ara. You’re already wearing your sleeping clothes and you’ve brushed your teeth with Appa, so hurry up and pick out the book you want me to read!” 

Ara grows closer and closer to you, until that one day where you stay over the Min’s house for dinner, she asks you to bring her to bed.

“Can she, Appa? I want her to read my favorite bedtime story to me! Please, Y/N,” Ara looks up at you with a pout, her beautiful eyes-that remind you of Yoongi-sparkling with admiration. 

That girl really makes your heart melt, combined with the soft smile that Yoongi gives you. And suddenly, you feel like you’re meant to be here, helping that man that you’ve grown so close to, helping the girl that lost her mother way too early and maybe even helping yourself with accepting that love really comes unexpectedly.

You gently tuck the soft blanket over Ara and place her favorite stuffie next to her as you smile at the girl fondly. "Sleep well, Ara," you whisper quietly, trying not to wake her up.

"Kissies, please," she mumbles sleepily and makes grabby hands towards you.

"Ara, I-" "Please," she whines and opens her eyes, tears starting to build up.

"Okay, it's okay, Ara." You swipe her hair out of her face before you plant a soft little kiss onto the girl's forehead. "Good night, sweetheart."

"Good night, Y/N. Will you be there tomorrow morning?"

Your smile fades, unsure if you really want to tell the little girl the truth. 

"Probably not, I have to get ready for work. You know that I love to wear dresses on Thursdays and I didn't bring mine. But we will see each other in the kindergarten!"

"Okay," she whispers before she falls back into a quiet slumber.

Yoongi has cleaned the kitchen in the meantime and poured more wine for the both of you to enjoy in front of the fireplace.

"She really adores you," he says as you sit down next to him, sipping the rosé Yoongi bought just for you.

"And I adore her. She's an angel. Thank you for allowing me to spend so much time with her, Yoon."

Yoongi blushes again, shaking his head. The greyish blonde hair got messier as the evening passed. "No, Y/N. You're the first mother-figure Ara has, I have to thank you in both mine and Ara's name. I know that dating a single father is a lot, but you're accepting my family so well… I never thought I'd find another woman in my life again. Ever since my wife died, it was hard for me to even look at other women, let alone build up something like a relationship with them because I always felt bad. But that's what she would have wanted for me. To love again, to not waste my last handsome days," his lips curl into a smirk before he shakes again. 

Then, his sharp eyes met yours and soften within seconds. 

"I… I don't know if it's the right time, we've known each other for two years, we've been officially dating for only three weeks, but I think I won't change my mind about it-no I know that I won't change my mind. I love you, Y/N. And I know that Ara loves you too."

You gasp, lips beginning to tremble once your eyes meet Yoongi's. "Yoongi…," you whisper before you place your glass on the table and basically jump onto his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. 

"I wanted to be the one to tell you first. I love you so much, Yoongi. I've had this stupid crush on you ever since you saw me in that wet dress, ever since you've shown me your music. Ever since I've seen you being the wonderful father you are-and that's so sexy, you can't even imagine."

Yoongi smirks as his hands find their place on the curve of your ass. "Sexy, huh? Me, doing the laundry and cooking dinner? Or me walking Ara to kindergarten with the homemade lunch boxes? That turns you on?"

You laugh, hiding your face in his neck as you lean closer to press your lips against his ear.

"All of that-and the way that you love Ara with all your heart, that's maybe the sexiest thing about you."

The man groans as he grabs you even tighter. "I never thought that sweet talk would turn me on even more than dirty talk," he laughs shakily as he wiggles his hips slightly to get into a more comfortable position that won't suffocate his hardening erection.

You sigh, sit up and run your hands through his hair. "Isn't all of this too early? I always tell myself that I shouldn't fall so fast, but here I am, ready to go every step with you."

Yoongi nods before he presses a peck on your nose. "Same, but we have all the time on earth. Ara wants us to get married by tomorrow, but I'm sure she'll survive it if we decide to postpone it for a few weeks."

You giggle as you look over your shoulder to the fireplace. "Did someone ever suck you off in front of a fireplace? Isn't this the definition of Christmas?"

The man underneath you gasps in shock. "No, but… I mean, I… You don't… have to?"

Laughing, you slide out of his lap and onto the floor, thankful for the soft carpet. "I want to, bubs. I wouldn't do something either of us isn't comfortable with. I assume you're alright with it?"

"Of course, but… I guess nobody ever did it because they wanted to, but because they feel like they had to?"

You raise an eyebrow at him, obviously disappointed in his previous partners. 

"It's as much fun and pleasure for me as it is for you, believe me, Yoon. Now lay back and enjoy, yeah?" You give him a calming smile as you open his pants carefully, then sliding them down his toned legs.

You press kisses all around his thighs to warm him up to the feeling, knowing that it has to be overwhelming to have some that close after all that time. Then, you gently remove his boxer shorts as well, leaving him bare and proud in front of you.

You groan as you start to stroke his cock, earning a low growl from Yoongi. "So beautiful," you whisper, then you take him into your mouth, getting a feeling for the weight on your tongue before you start bopping your head. 

Yoongi tries to contain himself, knowing that Ara could wake up every second, but alone the sight in front of him could make him come with a scream.

Instead, he cups your cheek, feeling the bulge that he causes there. Another groan leaves his lips. 

You look up at him, smirking-or trying to, with a mouth full of cock-and leading his hand into your hair, using it to push you down even more.

Yoongi's eyes lighten up. "Really?"

You almost laugh out, but you're doing your best to contain yourself and nod, placing your hands on his thighs to stop whenever you can't take it anymore. Yoongi is long and thicker than the average you've had before, but it's a challenge that's worth it.

He pushes you down slowly, enjoying the hot warmth of your mouth and then your throat as he pushes in-surprised that you didn't really gag around him.

Spit trickles down your chin as he moves faster, thrusting his hips to meet the movements of his hand and enjoying the gurgling sounds you make.

He comes far to quick for his own liking, shooting his load down your throat with a quiet groan. "Fuck."

You giggle as you swallow what he gives you, standing up to sit back on his lap to kiss him.

"You're welcome." 

Then, before you can grab your wine again, he flips you around and goes on his knees in front of you. "My turn," he smirks, eyes shining dangerously behind his fringe. 

"Yoongi, I-," you try to say, but he shushes you with a sloppy kiss.

"I know that I have to, but believe me: I love giving pleasure more than receiving it."

You pout, hands running through his soft hair.

"I didn't shave…," you whisper, a bit ashamed because you didn't come prepared, not thinking that this would be happening today.

The man in front of you raises an eyebrow.

"Do you think I am a 15 year old, pre puberty fuckboy that cares about shaved pussies? It's natural, love. Even if you can't believe it: I grow hair too, nobody is freshly shaved every day. I don't mind that, okay? Now, stop pouting and let me do my work, will you? Can you be a good girl and do that for me? All you've got to do is lean back, open your legs, throw them around my shoulders and let me devour you."

His shameless words turn you on, you can't even deny it-especially not when your panties are that damp. So, you naturally obey and help him to remove your pants.

"I told you, peach is your color," Yoongi groans in his deep Satoori as he looks at your clothed core. The peach colored lace has darkened from your arousal and the man can't help it but press his face against the material, licking one bold stripe over it.

Nobody has ever done that to you, rather pulled them off in a hurry because they thought that body fluids were disgusting, but Yoongi didn't seem to mind as he gently bites your folds through the lace. 

"God," you moan in pleasure as Yoongi finally pulls your panties to the side and spits onto your pussy, making it even wetter.

You're a whimpering mess as soon as Yoongi's tongue is on you, flicking and playing with your clit, collecting your juices and spreading them all over your pussy. You've read about that before; men eating pussy like they're starving, but Yoongi is somewhat different.

He eats pussy like he wants you to always remind it, to make you obedient and never being able to enjoy anyone else doing that job.

He does it well-of course. His tongue is as fast as he's been spitting rhymes on his mixtape, and you're more than thankful for that.

He doesn't even get to use his fingers before your orgasm approaches you, strong waves of pleasure hitting you as Yoongi keeps on kissing and slowly licking you through your high.

Then, he grins at you. "Round two, here we go."

And this time, it's not only his tongue working wonders, but also his fingers stroking you on the inside until they found your spot. 

You press your hands on your mouth to keep yourself from screaming out loud, hips bucking wildly as you come for a second time within less than ten minutes. And again, Yoongi guides you through it and softly caresses your stomach.

"Fuck, I love you," you pant as he comes back up and steals a kiss from you.

"I can't wait to have you in my bed properly," he whispers and takes a large sip from his wine. 

You can only agree.

You've started to spend the nights at Yoongi's more often, bringing Ara to work with you and helping Yoongi with her and the household whenever you can. Your relationship blooms beautifully and Ara is the happiest little bean when you're around.

Obviously, you spent Christmas with Yoongi and Ara as well, buying little presents and enjoying the comfortable atmosphere with the family.

Yoongi gave you a spare key to his house, so you're always able to visit them, spending the nights there and soon enough, you moved in.

❄❄❄❄

The Christmas after that, you surprised Ara with the adoption papers, telling her that now that she's in school and not one of your kindergarten kids anymore, she'll be able to finally call you Mommy (not that Ara minded before, you just felt weird and guilty about it).

And here you are now, preparing the huge breakfast for your third Christmas around, smiling at the ring that adorns your finger. 

"Smells fabulous, Mama," Ara says as she runs towards you and falls into your arms.

"Do you want me to help you with dessert, Mrs Min?" Yoongi asks as he presses a kiss onto your cheeks. You lean into his touch, shaking your head. "It's almost done. You can go into the living room, I'll be there in a minute to open our presents, bubs."

Yoongi prepares the fireplace, lightens some candles with Ara and lets his daughter hand out the presents. 

"I have one more for you, Yoon," you whisper as you hand him a small box.

"Oh? Can I open this first?" He tilts his head curiously, shaking the light box.

"Open!" Ara squeaks and sits down between her father and you. You nod with a fond smile as Yoongi lifts the top. Then, silence.

"Really?" He whispers with teary eyes.

"Yes, finally," you smile, "Ara, you'll become a big sister!"

Yoongi sniffs, hugging his family tight.

"And she'll be the best sister in the world. Merry Christmas, loves."

[hot-wiings]

The One Where Prohero!Deku Says He Won't Be Home The Night Before Christmas, But Suddenly Santa Claus Shows Up At The Door, Flirting With His Wife And Frightening His Daughter.

Edited: 12-16-2020

You folded one leg over the other as you sat on your couch in front of the TV. With a glass of pinot wine in one hand and the remote in your other, you flipped through the channels, looking for a better news outlet that was able to get closer to the current ongoing fight. The fight of a villain versus Pro-Hero Deku. Tragically, this was a nightly ritual for you. Every night after dinner, after dessert, after you'd gotten your daughter settled in the bath or bed, you would pour a glass of wine and watch your husband on national television. With a pinched heart and high nerves, you would watch him duel it out with some new villains, all the while hoping like crazy he was okay. All the whole praying to God he made it out alive. 

This was the life of being the wife to the number one hero. You knew what you were getting into when you began dating. You knew it would be hard being quirkless and helplessly watching from the sidelines as he rose to fame, close to being more needed and out in more danger. You the costs, you knew the risk, and while you wouldn't change any of it, it didn't make it any less hard to see him go, it didn't make it any less hard seeing him on the television, fighting for citizens. Fighting to make the world a safer place, for you and your daughter.

"Mommy, is daddy gonna be okay?"

Your daughter clutched onto your arm, pulling on your shirt to try and get your attention desperately as she watched her father battle live. She had a scared expression on her face, the expression you hid every time your husband walked out the door each morning. You sat your wine down on the lounge table in front of you before turning to her with a smile.

"Oh, sweetheart... Your father is always gonna be okay, he's the number one hero! He's good at what he does, and you know why he does it?"

"Why?"

"He does it for you, and he does it for me. He does it so we have a safe world to live in. He goes out there because he loves us, he's gonna come home every night because he loves us. Don't worry your pretty little head, alright?"

Your daughter turns her attention back to the TV, a smile on her face making the scared look disappear. You hated letting her watch Izuku's fights with you. While you did it to see him, to make sure he's okay, you didn't want her seeing that violent aspect in his life. You didn't want her seeing her father beat the living shit out of a villain, but how could you tell her no? You could remember watching All Might on TV as a child along side your brother Katuki. Watching the symbol of peace keeping the world safe installed you with a sense of hope as a quirkless child. He inspired you to be a hero despite being quirkless, he inspired you to be a hero support device inventor. It was your support items that your husband wore, and that kind of inspiration and hope was not something you could prevent your daughter from. Especially not when her father was the current symbol of peace.

You watched fondly as your daughter smiled up at the TV, as she smiled at her father fighting the villain. She was so immersed in the fight, such a fan like her father. Punch after punch, and swing after swing, using his shoot style, Izuku took the villain down. The heavyweight in your chest was lifted as he got to work on helping any civilians that got injured. Your daughter turned to you with a huge smile present as she started yawning through her words.

"Mommy, I wanna be just like daddy when I grow up. He's so awesome, he could defeat anybody."

"If that's what you want, then you can be a great hero when you grow up, just like daddy is."

You turned the TV off before lifting your daughter into your arms with a hefty sigh. She was getting older every year, older and heavier. While she wasn't extremely heavy, she wasn't a baby anymore. Soon the years of youth would fly by and you wouldn't be able to lift her. Your husband would have no problem, but you weren't built like that. It wasn't good to put so much stress on yourself. Desperately fighting off sleep, she rested her head on your shoulder as she tried to keep her eyes open. 

"Mommy, will daddy be home to tuck me in bed?"

"Not tonight honey. He's still got some stuff to do, probably won't be back for another hour or so, and you're already falling asleep as it is."

"Awe. I wanted to tell him that I wanna be him when I grow up. I miss him."

You placed your daughter on her bed and wrapped the blankets around her, tucking the covers under her body and feet, cocooning her in and prepping her for a chilly night. You turned around and grabbed her favorite stuffed animals off the shelf as you bit your lip. You missed him just as much as she did. Sometimes it was hard when he was gone for days on end fighting a villain and tracking them down. Though he always made up for it to you both, it always hurt when he was gone. You felt so emotional tonight. You wiped away a few stray tears and turned around with a smile so you could tuck her stuffed bunny under the blanket next to her. 

"I know baby, I miss him too, and he misses us just as much. But you know what? Tomorrow it'll be Christmas, so you, and Mister Bun-Bun need to go to sleep so Santa can come."

You booped her nose then proceeded to boop the stuffed bunnies nose so she wouldn't think he was disincluded before tucking them both in under the blankets again to make sure she was extra warm. The heater in the house broke so you were currently living off of heat from the fireplace until Izuku or the repair people could come, but that wasn't until after Christmas, and you weren't sure Izuku knew how. You knew sometime in the night your daughter would climb out of bed and come to your room to try and snuggle with you and Izuku, not that either of you minded. 

"And when you wake up daddy will be here, and he'll give you all the attention you want."

"Okay... Can he still come in and give me a goodnight even if I'm asleep?"

"Absolutely, Mister Bun-Bun too."

You pecked a kiss against your daughter's forehead, then you turned her night light on and shut her closet door, knowing that she would get scared. You made way to her bedroom door and looked over your shoulder to check on her. She was still fighting off inevitable sleep, nodding off and jerking her head up, trying to be awake, undoubtedly trying to stay awake until her father came home. 

"Mommy, can Mister Bun-Bun have a kiss too? He also wants the bedroom door left open... He gets scared."  

"If it makes Mister Bun-Bun feel safer I'll leave it open, but Mister Bun-Bun needs to know that I and daddy will always keep him safe just like we keep you safe."

You walked back over to her bed and placed a chaste kiss on the stuffed bunnies head before moving over to her head and giving her another one. You pulled back and smiled at her. 

"I love you, [D/N], never forget that."

"I love you too momma, good night."

You chuckled at her slurred words, sleep overtaking her body as you walked to her door and left it open just enough for the right amount of light to flood in and make 'Mister Bun-Bun' feel safe, but not enough to prevent her from sleeping.

You made your way to the kitchen and placed your phone onto the wireless charger that you kept on the window sill. You opened the notification bar searching for a message or missed call from Izuku to see none, he must still be out at the fight scene. With a pinched heart, you turned your ringtone to high just in case your husband did call. 

The hour slowly started to slip by as you made yourself busy with cleaning up the house. What started as dinner dishes turned into cleaning the oven, which then progressed into dusting all the fans and wall decor. Your mother-in-law and family would be coming over tomorrow anyway, so if you didn't do it now, you would be stressed about it tomorrow. From your spot in the living room, bent over and stripping down the couch cushion seat covers so you could wash them before tomorrow, you hadn't even heard the knob on the front door turn. You hadn't heard a male presence enter the house, much less directly behind you. In your utmost defense, he was trying especially hard to be quiet, and you had soft Christmas music coming from the stereo. 

With one arm swooping down and wrapping around your waist, the other went over your stomach while his head rested in the crook of your neck. You knew the hands, having felt the callused working fingers every day of your life for nearly the past decade, these hands were very familiar. However, despite the familiarity, when you were home alone, had been home alone with no one but your daughter for company, the touch of a male was very startling and scared you. You let out a little shriek as you let your body weight drop, bringing you to the floor with protective hands over your tummy. Your husband came tumbling on top of you due to his arms being wrapped around you. His chuckles resounded in your ear, warming up a pool in your stomach. The sound of his voice would never cease to bring butterflies, no matter how many years of marriage you had under your belt. It almost momentarily made you forget and set aside the anger of him scaring you. Almost.

"You jerk."

"Merry Christmas to you too."

Izuku adjusted your bodies so that he was no longer crushing you, but rather so you were both on your sides holding each other. After a week apart he wanted nothing more than to hold you, he wanted nothing more than to make up for the lost time. 

"You know I hate when you do that."

"Well, you know I hate when you stay up for me so I guess we're even."

"We both know you love it. You love coming home to me, love getting to kiss me, hug me, and cuddle me."

You let your head roll against Izuku's chest as he pulled his arms around you tighter. The feel of being together again in your cold home, warming you both and riding those sad feelings that haunted you both every night apart. 

"I'd still love coming home to find you asleep and well-rested, kisses can wait."

"Mm, I lucked out in the husband department didn't I? [D/N] wants a good night kiss even if she's already asleep."

You detangled yourself from Izuku and used the edge of the sofa to pull yourself up and prop yourself onto the edge of it. It was then that you noticed Izuku was wearing a Santa costume, belt, wig, beard, and all. You nibbled on your lip as you watched him stand up and walk closer to you. Your sexual drive was crazy as of late, leaving you with an insatiable horny hunger and no husband to cure it. This was something you could have fun with. 

"Although, I think I'd rather keep Santa all to myself for a moment."

"Yeah? Do you like it? I was trying to escape the fans and ran into a mall Santa, traded him an autograph, and twenty bucks for his suit." 

"Hmm, lose the beard and wig and you just might be on Mrs. clauses nice list."

Izuku chuckled as he pulled his beard down and made his way over to you. He pulled you up from the couch and wrapped his arms around you, one hand lingering further, wandering to your butt and grabbing. Call it the distance he held from you for so long, but he was feeling frisky. 

"What if I like the naughty list better?"

His voice was warm and desperate as he whispered down your ear, maybe you would've played along with him and gotten him to the bedroom had you not seen [D/N] in the living room entrance, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"Santa? Mommy, what are you doing?"

That anger from him scaring you, that anger you put aside for a later date came back. You weren't in a state to be scared like that. A devious smile made way to your face as you pulled away from Izuku and feigned shock. He still had his wig on, and you doubted that two a sleepy five-year wouldn't think he wasn't Santa.

"Ho-Ho-Hold on there one minute Santa. I've got a loving husband and a child. You better mosy on home to Mrs. Claus before she puts you on the naughty list."

Izuku turned around, a smile on his face to finally see his daughter after a week. He frowned as he saw the scowl on her face, no doubt a horrendous trait passed down from you. Though, he expected no less from a Bakugo.

"Sweetheart, it's me, daddy."

"What? No, you're not my daddy. My daddy's big and strong, and he'll hurt you for trying to touch my mommy."

"Yeah, don't fib. Are you are fibber, Santa?"

Your daughter tugged on you and took a hold of your arm. She quickly ran to your room, pulling you along with her. Once inside she slammed your door shut and tried to barricade it, leaving a flustered Izuku standing outside. He knew this was your form of payback, playback for consistently startling you whenever he came home. He couldn't help it, he liked seeing your shocked face, he liked getting a rise out of the Bakugo he knew wouldn't bash his face in.

In this instance, it was the only time he ever partially regretted marrying you. You never fought, and when you did he had to deal with your brother instead of you. As a Bakugo, you took more after your father, but the personality traits from your mother came out when you felt payback was necessary. You would go to great lengths for payback over the littlest things, although this one was mediocre for you. One time he went a week with pink dyed hair and another time you kept moving things from around the house out of their usual places and refused to tell him where. Leave him flustered with a hard on wasn't that terrible.

Behind the closed door, you felt slightly bad for playing along with the whole Izuku is Santa thing. Like most times, you thought it would be funny. Make your husband flustered, it'll be cute. That was before your daughter freaked out thinking it was a villain who could steal identities. Of course, your daughter wouldn't believe that Santa was a sleaze, there had to be some explanation. This was starting to backfire, very fast. It was in your lineage not to back down. Your momma didn't raise a quitter, and it would be bad parenting to raise your daughter to be a quitter. What were you supposed to say anyway? Santas not real, I was just trying to fuck your father? No.

"It's okay mommy, daddy will protect us." 

As if on queue your bedroom door busted open from Izuku using full cowling shoot style with his legs. He no longer wore his wig or Santa suit but a t-shirt and pajama pants. With messy mangled hair, he ran towards your daughter and tried to pull her into his arms, missing her after a week apart but she squirmed and tried to pull away. 

"How do I know your my real daddy and not a copying villain!"

"Would a copy villain save Mister Bun-Bun?"

Izuku placed the stuffed rabbit inside his daughter's arms as she broke into a smile. Throwing the rabbit on the floor in favor of her father, she wrapped her small child arms around her father's neck. 

"Daddy! I knew you'd protect us! You're so strong and cool." 

"I'll always protect you from imposter Santas, always."

"Will you protect mommy too?"

"Hmm..."

Izuku picked up his daughter and carried her back to her bedroom so he could tuck her in for the second time that night. He hummed in response, pretending to think to himself as if saving you was a hard decision. You followed behind him with a slight scowl on your face. He placed his daughter in her bed and wrapped the blanket around her and Mister Bun-Bun before pressing a kiss against her head. 

"I guess even if mommy can be mean sometimes, I'll always protect her too. You, mommy, and Mister Bun-Bun." 

"Daddy?"

"Hm?"

[D/N] was lightly nodding off, content that she got to see her father before she fell asleep, but she fought it off as she grabbed her dad's arm to stop him from going away. 

"I think Mister Bun-Bun wants you to leave the door closed. He's not so scared anymore."

"Okay, darling. If Mister Bun-Bun wants it closed that's okay, but if he gets scared at all, it's okay for him to open it back up. Okay?"

"M'kay. Good night. I love you both."

You and Izuku left her room and he closed the door behind you, both of you had heavy hearts, sad to see your daughter slowly growing up. It felt like just yesterday you gave birth, it felt like just yesterday Izuku was holding your hand, comforting you as you pushed. While it was years away, you felt like time was going by too fast. Plopping down on your bed together, Izuku kept his distance, still bitter you left him out there horny and alone like that.

"She's growing up so fast, I miss her being a baby."

"Yeah, but look at it this way, there are still so many things we get to do and teach her. Right now she wants to be you when she grows up, you can start worrying when she's a teenager and discovers boys." 

"Mmmm, no. She's never getting a boyfriend. Not when she's sixteen, not when she twenty."

"You can't prevent it, babe. She's gonna want a boyfriend, one day when she's fourteen and god, why did you marry me? I never should've procreated, I was a monster at fourteen." 

You scooted closer to Izuku as he pulled the blankets over you both. You smiled at Izuku as he slid one arm under your head letting you use it as a headrest, and let his other arm rest on your side, rubbing little circles in your hip.

"I'm not saying never, I'm just sayin' our daughter isn't going to have male friends, and when [D/N] turns fourteen and decides to bring home a boy, well... Who's to stop someone from giving said boys name to someone like, say, your brother?" 

"Mm, that's evil."

"You call it evil, I call it a genius solution."

"Did you mean it when you said you'd always protect me?"

Izuku presses a long kiss against your lips before pulling back and nodding as if it wasn't even a question. 

"Always. Always and forever."

"Even our baby?"

"Of course I'd protect [D/N]."

He says it like it was unquestionable. Like it was the natural order of how things should be. That wasn't what you meant. You chuckled as you smiled at Izuku and grabbed his hand that rested on your hip. You guided it towards your stomach and pressed his palm against your tummy. Your tummy that would soon be swollen. Your tummy that carried his seed and offspring.

"No, our baby Zu'. Baby number two." 

"[Y/N], you're pregnant again?"

His eyes lit up like a Christmas tree as he peppered your face with kisses. Joy and pure happiness spread in his orbs, delighted at the prospect of having another child with you. Realization dawned on him as he rubbed your stomach with his hand.

"Oh gosh, this is why you were so mad I scared you. I could've crushed him, or her. I've gotta be more careful."

"Mm, I'm eight weeks along and you know the best thing about it?"

"What's that?"

Your hands trailed up Izuku's shirt and ran up his skin as you bit your lip.

"Makes my sex drive go like crazy."

"Did you talk to the doctor?"

"Yup! We're good to go until the end of the second trimester."

Izuku pressed his lips to yours and you felt complete. You never thought you'd marry your brother's enemies, much less carry not one but two of his kids. You wouldn't change it for the world, you wouldn't change your little family for the world.

[bloodlinesbabe93]

Two is better than one~ Poly Young Bucks Fic

Chapter 1:

"Emmy we're home," Nick calls out, I come out of my shared bedroom with Matt and see them standing in the hallway.

"I've missed you," I say, giving each of them a tight hug.

"We missed you too, Em," Matt says

"I wish you could have went with us, but I know you weren't feeling the greatest one Monday," Nick says

"I still don't feel good, the two days you were gone, all I did was lay in bed or get sick,"

"Babe you should go to the doctor, something isn't right," Matt says

I could tell that they were both concerned, but I knew exactly what was wrong.

"I'm fine, there's nothing majorly wrong,"

"How do you know if you won't go to the doctor?"

"I don't know how to tell you guys this, but I'm pregnant,"

"You're pregnant?" Matt asks excitedly

I nod, "and there's two babies,"

"Whose are they?" Nick asks

"I don't know, I mean I did stuff with you both in the time they were conceived,"

"I guess we'll find out at some point," Matt says

"I think you each have a baby inside me. The doctor said they are fraternal,"

Nick looked a little sad when I mentioned not knowing. I knew he wanted a child with me more than anything. Matt and I had mentioned waiting for a little while.

I wrapped my arms around Nick giving him a gentle kiss. "It'll be okay love, I promise. How about I sleep in your bed tonight?"

He shook his head, "I just want to be alone right now,"

[carlycmarathecat]

Speechless

The opening sequence started with an abandoned warehouse, boards filling in the way inside mostly on the windows. There came moving noises and shouts from the inside and out popped our four favorite turtles one by one, Leo in the lead. The dust settled down slowly as they each tried to catch their breath. Eventually, came the half-hearted laughs.

"Okay...that was kinda fun back there." Leo piped up.

"Risky, but yeah, not bad for first-timer, Leo." Raph's arms crossed in pride. Mikey nodded in agreement and looked towards Donnie, already hunched over his wrist device tapping away.

"And you said I couldn't handle leadership." The red-eared slider smirked.

"W-What, I never said that?"

"Not out loud anyhow."

While the older brothers slightly bickered among themselves, the box turtle turned attention towards the middle child of the family. "Donnie? Yo, Donald." He reached to touch the other's shoulder. The softshell in question slightly seemed startled turning towards the baby brother. "Leo did a pretty good job leading us, didn't he? You didn't have that much doubt in him as you did from the start, right?"

Donnie gaped a little before pressing lips into a thin line, giving off a quick nod. He appeared a little pale all of a sudden.

It didn't get past Orange as he collected Purple's hands in his own, "Hey... what's up, bro? You act like you've seen a ghost so suddenly." His brow curved into one of worry, "You can tell us anything, you know?"

This caught the attention of the older brothers as they faced the two younger siblings. Donnie began opening and closing his jaw but hardly made any sounds, slowly reaching to feel his Adam's apple... something wasn't right.

'It feels like fire...why can't I say anything...??'

"Donnie- whoa!" Mikey yelped as the softshell launched forward, hand over mouth as one cough after the other poured their way out in a painful manner. Leo grew in panic, making his way over quickly.

"Mikey, the hell is going on...??"

"He-He won't say anything to me!" Mikey was getting a little scared, "I don't...think he can say anything."

Blue bit his lip hard, "You're not suggesting that...?" But he had to brush it off, for now, turning to his twin who was trying to collect his breathing, tears in his eyes from the coughing fit that kept building up. "Donnie! D-Donnie, just take it easy. Deep breathing, just breathe deeply and slowly, you hear?" The softshell did his best to follow said instructions. "That's it, just like you do with your panic attacks..."

"I'm gonna ring up Pops, maybe he can help!" Raph wasted no time in bringing out his phone to do so.

"Yeah, you do that!"

Donnie eventually got his breathing under control, but it still felt hot to the touch... it was making him dizzy. Leo calling out his name was the last thing he heard before passing out.

It could've been minutes or hours even, but Donatello slowly woke to find himself in the den laid on the couch. He felt something cool and wet around his throat, still felt warm from the inside regardless. He pushed himself into a sitting position...

"Hey, bro."

There was Leo, approaching him into a kneel beside his disaster twin. "Try not to talk right now, you'll end up with another coughing fit. Is there anything you need?"

Now that he mentioned it... Donnie did his best to gesture like he was drinking. Leo nodded in understanding, bringing up a glass of water, ice cubes bobbing about in it. The softshell took slow sips of the beverage and eventually looked towards the slider turtle silently asking;

 Have they figured out the problem?

"Well...it should be obvious what the cause is." Leo tried to laugh but it faltered, "At least... that's what I'm hoping anyway..." He felt Donnie's hand slowly take a hold on his own and he squeezed in return. The snapper and box turtles made their way into the den.

"Ah, good. He's awake." Mikey sighed, relieved. "Now remember, Raph-"

"I know." Raph approached the other two, a somewhat frown in the genius's direction. "You've got a pretty bad habit of scaring us half to death, don't you?" Donnie pouted; was he really gonna do this now?

"But the problem's been figured out, right?" Leo wanted to know. Raph and Mikey took concerned noticed how the slider kept hold of the other's hand.

"...Right?"

"Uh, yeah, kinda." Mikey cleared his throat, "The way Draxum described it... that dust we dealt with has a bigger effect on some more than others from the looks of it. And those who have had it say it's like having a fever of 100 except it's within your neck. Just some soft foods and liquids, he should be good in no time."

This somewhat settled relief for Leo. Donnie, however, wasn't sure about not being able to speak for a long period of time.

"And we're all gonna pitch in and do our best to help you get better. The only difference being you won't be able to protest against us." Raph's little joke was answered with Donnie's elbow connecting with his ribcage. "Oof!"

Mikey giggled sadly, "Actions still speak louder than words, you know that, Raphie." Leo would've laughed too, he just felt too glum to follow through.

"It's okay, boys." Splinter entered the room, "I'll take it from here, you're all free to go now."

"Sure, pops."

"Yes, daddy."

The rat turned to the slider, "That means you too, Blue...Purple will be alright."

Leo wanted to protest, say anything but Donnie's hand upon his shoulder and a sad smile aimed at him... Blue sighed in understanding, getting up and slowly following after his other brothers. As Splinter changed the towel from Donnie's neck to replace it with a fresh one, he took fatherly notice how the twin kept his gaze where Leo had walked out.

"Try not to worry about him right now, my son. He'll be alright, you'll see."

Leo paced in the other room while Raph and Mikey were doing their own things to pass the time. How could he have been so stupid, so overconfident, just so... with a grunt of frustration, he grabbed a cushion and tossed it across to the other side.

Raph couldn't help taking notice, "It didn't really do anything to you, Leo..."

"You can say it." Leo frowned, "You both can just say it already, get it over with."

"Say what?"

The slider growled annoyed, "You know what I'm talking about, damn it! I'm the one responsible for what's happened to Donnie! He's like this cause of me! Who knows how long it'll be before he's up and chatting again, maybe to even rub it in what I could've done differently!" He paused to catch his breath after his vent.

"Look, Leo-"

"So what're you saying?" Mikey glanced from his comic, "You'd rather be the one with the hurt throat while Donnie's blaming himself instead?"

Leo's brow curved in concern, "What, no, I'm not saying that..."

"Hey, none of us knew the dust in that house would have that type of effect but we made it through as best as we could. We've at least made it out alive, right?"

His fists clenched tightly, "I know that... but I just..."

Mikey, now marking a spot in his comic, approached his older sibling in blue resting his hands on his shoulders. "Leo, I don't know if this will be any help, but... you shouldn't consider your mistakes as failures but as lessons instead." He smiled, "You at least have an idea what to do for next time we approach a situation like this, again, don't you?"

Leo bit his lip... and nodded. Raph joined in, "And like I said, we all pitch in, Donnie's gonna feel better in no time."

"...thanks guys." Leo embraced both his siblings in a group hug.

Mikey eventually broke away, "So... which one of us should take turns with Donnie first?"

Blue smiled, "I've already had my turn, you guys can decide among yourselves."

The next few days flew by faster than you could blink. Mikey helped out with whipping up soft recipes that Donatello could easily swallow, Raph assisted with telling some of his middle brother's fave stories (preferably ones that didn't involve too much magic). And as for Leo, he simply shared episodes of Jupiter Jim, some of them being Donnie's favorites too.

Purple was eventually able to speak again once the burning in his throat went away, but he and Leo didn't have to share an apology/forgiveness between them; it felt on that day after that mission, they already have both said their peace.

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metanoia 0. | Prologue

PAIRING: Peter Parker x Superhero!Reader

SUMMARY: After Tony Stark’s sacrifice to save the world, Y/N and Peter make a promise to one another.

WORD COUNT:  1754 words

WARNINGS: Angst, crying/ sadness and a funeral 

[NOT MY GIF] 

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After the Battle of Earth - October 2023

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Silence.

Even with every single hero that fought in the battle against the Mad Titan all in one place, complete and utter silence embodied them all as they stood in remorse and sorrow, mourning for their fallen avenger.

Tony Stark.

That name had many names, is known by many and will single handily be named as one of the world's greatest defenders; the man who sacrificed his life so that his loved ones and that the Earth could go back to the way things were, the ways things were meant to be even though he wasn't going to be there.

The Avengers had won this battle this time but at what cost?

You still couldn't get the image out of your head; a tarnished battlefield, Thanos's army disappearing one by one, the genocidal warlord turning to dust and Tony.

"And I... am.... Iron Man." Tony breathlessly let out and letting all of his strength go into snapping his fingers, the one desire and wish on his mind, hoping the stones will go by his will. Just once.

You wanted to cry to him, scream or just anything but even if you did, Tony knew the sacrifice had to be made, for you and for the ones around him.

You took small, staggered steps towards Tony, reaching and praying the universe would show him mercy, that everything could be okay and normal.

Through misty and weak eyes, you spotted him kneeling on the cracked ground, determination in his eyes, staring straight into the eyes of the enemy.

But as close and and as far away you were from him, the familiar snap of fingers rang through your ears.

"Tony-" You croaked out, fear burying itself inside of your subconscious, mind building unwanted thoughts and concerns of the worst, you tried walking toward him, still weak from the fight but a bright, piercing white light blinded your vision right before you could make it to him.

A hand on your shoulder startled you and you were brought back into the reality you wished wasn't real.

Turning around, your eyes met with none other than Peter Parker's soft, puffy chocolate brown one's. His eyes weren't full of innocence and happiness as you were used to seeing them

Peter gave a sad but yet comforting smile to you, afraid if he were to say something he would just choke up so he didn't.

His miserable smile somehow comforted you; he always has been able to make you feel secure and safe even in times where it seemed like nothing could overcome whatever you were going through.

But despite it all, Peter was your life-line, the one thing keeping you sane from all this madness.  

Without him saying anything, you knew what he was asking you; the pained and concerned expression over his face.

You couldn't answer him though. All you could do was emit stingful tears and cross your arms around you, clinging onto yourself so tightly.

As Peter inched closer to your side, you looked up and saw how much agony he was in and your heart shattered even more just by knowing how close Peter truly was to Tony.

Hesitantly, you started leaning into Peter because his face and body was screaming 'Y/N I need you.' so you took the opportunity and laid yourself into his right side, a sense of relief and a ripple of reassurance rushing throughout your body as he allowed you to fall into his.

Peter jolted slightly when he felt you but he responded as quickly as you acted, automatically snaking his arm around your waist, hugging you firmly to assure you that you're not alone and that he is there for you when you need him.

You could easily tell that he was thinking from the way his eyes stared so intensely at the ground; he's been in this position so many times from his parents to Uncle Ben and knowing Peter, you knew he was blaming himself, wishing he could of done more to prevent this but both of you knew there was nothing anyone could do to stop Tony.

The light startled you so much that you stopped straight in your tracks and your arms enveloped over your eyes to protect them from it but as soon as it appeared, it vanished.

Standing tall and in your masked suit, you noticed a piece of dust landed on your arm, the dust like substance you were so familiar with when yourself faded away from Thanos's actions.

Observing the area you saw that one by one, the numbers from Thanos's army decreased as his troops began to disappear from existence.

Everyone looked around at the enemy disintegrating away into nothing, looks of triumph and reassurance that shone on each Avenger's face; after 5 years, they had won the battle.

But with this victory, all you could do was worry about Tony; he stood frailly before loosing all his strength and leaned against rubble, sinking down in defeat.

This isn't happening, this isn't happening, it's going to be okay.

With all your intrusive thoughts swarming and attacking you, growing bigger and bigger by the second, you spot War Machine followed by Spider-Man aid his side.

"Mr. Stark?" such a weak voice calls.

Now that voice you know too well. That's the same voice you've heard explain to you the homework due, the same voice that argued with you for hours about Star Wars, the same voice that reminds you of the better days.

"It's Peter."

Oh god...

Peter Parker; you always knew he was meant for something greater in this world but you never would of expected him to be Spider-Man. It never occurred that sweet, innocent Peter had experienced all the perks of being a superhero or that he knows what war truly is like and the consequences that come out of it.

Yet here Peter was, kneeling in front of his idol, whispering words of support and sympathy.

Before thinking your instincts kicked in and your foot rose from the ground, you were sprinting toward your best friend. Feet harshly stomping on the Earth's ruined terrain, breathing heavy from the burning in your throat from the despair inside of you.

You ran across the planet in a matter of what seemed like a life time and finally came to a halt when you saw Tony; his skin like charcoal, pale and lifeless eyes stare straight into your soul causing you to loose balance and fall on your knees.

Peter jumped from the noise of machinery scrapping the ground and turned to you. His face is bloody and bruised and has no glow like it always did before; Peter feels numb and nothing just like you are.

You looked into Peter's scared eyes and swiftly pulled him away from Tony and into a crushing hug as he cried into you.

He can't see me. With a mask over your face, he doesn't know who and what you are; no one does, not even Tony.

Give me a sign he is okay please.

But no sign is given; Pepper is now by his side and for a second, a brightness sparks in Tony's eyes when he sees her but dims just as quickly.

The look in Pepper's eyes and the nod of approval gives it all away and with the revelation that this is fact is real and better yet happening right in front of you, with nothing you could do to stop it.

Peter, you and everyone looked at Tony, filled with remorse, knowing that it was the last time they would see him friend but yet, he was a blur from all the tears that surrounded their eyes.

"We're going to be okay." Pepper assured him.

No we're not-

"You can rest now." Her voice trembled slightly as a subtle smile swept across her face, planting a final kiss on Tony's cheek.

Tony didn't say anything after that; he gently grabbed Pepper's hand and guided it to his heart and kept it there, arc reactor so small, so broken and so quickly departing.

Everyone around him stood to a standstill; the planet stopped orbiting, their hearts stopped beating but yet, their sorrows and tears began.

Say something Y/N.... say anything to him this is it.

But no courage or strength could even make you stutter a final goodbye and closure to him; he was already gone.

"He loved you, you know that... right?" Peter broke the silence.

You once again came back into reality and saw that now Pepper, Rhodey, Happy, Steve and Morgan had placed themselves on the dock and all were standing together in remembrance.

"He loved you too Pete... and was as equally proud of you as well."

Peter gripped you tighter after your statement and you felt a teardrop soak your black dress.

He's been through so much already; who knows when he'll break. Jesus Christ Peter needs a break...

"Y/N?"

"...Yes Peter?"

"I-I know you weren't there when he- passed but just p-promise me that you'll stay by me... please? I just need you and you're the only one remotely close to my a-age who was close to To-"

"Peter." You huff out and interrupt his rambling, "You're my best friend, I'm here for you and I hope- no I know that you and I are going to be okay as long as we stick together."

"Just Y/N p-please promise me-"

"I promise you Peter. I'm not going anywhere."

Peter loosely released his hold on you and as you look up, you see his smile; oh boy that smile you've longed to see for a long time but you notice he is pointing his pinkie at you.

"Pinky promise Y/N?"

You can't help but actually and genuinely giggle at him by his child like antics but it all disappears when you notice again his puffy, bloodshot eyes full of worry and regret.

"I promise." Peter interlocks his pinkie with yours and for the first time in a long time, you both smile.

Hopefully Ned and MJ can help me with Pete... May and even Happy too; he needs support; he can't be left alone.

Peter Parker is Spider-Man... what is everyone going to do to him after Tony's gone... will they look to him?

And what about me and being Saviour? No one knows not even Peter.

I can't let Peter know I'm Saviour; it'll ruin him...

I won't let him find out.