#if you dont pick him up he cries like a puppy

[sarin-somnisea]

being Such A Little Guy has downsides including not feeling included in the conversation. fortunately, there is a very easy way to fix this.

it is important you hold your Chilchuck at eye level every once in awhile.

[d10nsaint]

HOW YOU COMFORT THEM WHEN THEY CRY | Kdj, Yjh, Lgy, Lys x fem! reader (platonic for the minor)

request: here !

saint, stfu?!; dtop my inbox id rotting I need to write fastar

KIM DOKJA

when Kim Dokja cries, its bound to be in an isolated place late at night, so nobody can find him. he wouldnt want to worry anybody with his ‘stupid’ feelings.

The sound of sniffling awoke you, making you step out of the tent that you slept in. When you fully stepped out and looked around, you saw Dokja sitting on a log by the fire.

“…Dokja? Are you alright? Why are you still awake?”

He jolts as he notices you, and quickly wipes his eyes. He turns around at you and smiles.

“..what are you doing awake, (y/n)? Is everything alright?” He asks, his eyes red, but heavy with confusion and comfort.

“I could ask you the same thing…” You say, walking towards him. You sit on the log next to him, and he watches. He thinks of a response to satiate your curiosity, but cant come up with a good enough excuse.He sighs and looks at the fire.

“It was nothing. I was just thinking.” He says, resting his head on one of his hands.

“I mean, you can talk to me if you want. I wouldnt mind,” You say, putting your head onto his shoulder.

He smiles at you and sighs attentively. He felt so lucky to have someone to talk to.

YOO JOONGHYUK

When Yoo Joonghyuk cries, he suppresses the tears, making them drop slowly like faint rain before a storm. He tries his hardest to hold his tears back, keeping his head down so nobody can see him cry.

As you finish a monster, you look over at Joonghyuk, ready to smile at him, but then you realize something.

Hes just standing there. In the rain.

He would usually usher you to get ready to move on and fight another monster for the benefits, but he just…wasnt saying anything.

“Are you alright, Joonghyuk?” You say, walking up to him with a hand out steadily, trying to reach his shoulder.

As your fingers slowly touch his coat that was soiled by the rain, you realize his broad shoulders were shaking and he flinches, then quickly swats your hand away. You sigh, pouting, watching him turn around and mutter a quiet “m’ fine.”

“If you ever need anything, you can talk to me. We’re friends, after all. Im here for you.” You say, as you pick up your equipment and look at his back.

“..we dont have time for this.” He says, walking away, expecting for you to follow. Little did you know, he wanted to take you up on the offer.

LEE GILYOUNG

when Lee Gilyoung cries, it’s bound to be after a tough encounter with a monster, or after a nightmare. He hyperventilates—unable to breathe or focus on anything.

You deliver the final blow on a monster, out of breath. You stand there for a few seconds, trying to atleast regain some of your stamina. It was a close fight.

You turn around to check on your crew, firstly checking on the youngest, Lee Gilyoung.

When you reach him, you quickly realize the little boy was shaking.

“Gilyoung?! Are you alright?” You say as you go down on your knees and look up at the boy. His eyes were red and his shoulders shook, with a quivering lip.

He tries to respond, but his words come out in hiccups, and he takes sullen breaths of air as he tries to breathe.

“slow down, its okay,” you say, rubbing his shoulders, trying to calm him down. You take a water out of your inventory, then look at him.

His breath slows down back to normal, and he drinks some of the water, as his lips stop quivering.

“..i think im feeling better now.” He says, looking up at you. His eyes were puffy and he sniffled. He looked downwards, ashamed.

You gave him a hug.

“Im so glad you’re alright, Gilyoung.” You say, as you rub his back. He reluctantly hugs you back, but then quickly melts into the hug.

“Thank you, Unnie.”

LEE HYUNSUNG

Lee Hyunsung’s tears are big droplets, flowing from his puppy eyes. His eyes get extremely watery, and he sniffles a lot when he cries.

After a tough day, Lee Hyunsung comes home to you and sulks, his big eyes watery and his mouth pouty.

You drag him to the bed, and he tells you about his day, all while sniffing. When he gets to the worst part of his day, he fully breaks down in your arms. You stroke his hair, telling him that everything is going to be okay.

As he slowly stops sobbing, he immediately apologizes—he says that “no man should cry to his wife,” and that “he should be comforting you, not the other way around”.

His eyes are red and puffy, and his lips are pouting as he looks down as if he’s disappointed in himself. You put a hand on his cheek and kiss it.

“Honey, it’s alright. There’s no reason to feel this way,” You say, smiling at him. “I’ll comfort you, and you’ll comfort me. Simple.” He smiles down at you, then wraps his arms around you, nuzzling into your chest as you two lay down.

“How did I get so lucky…?”

[aerisssblog]

"Promise to find me" - (Lucifer x MC)

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Tags : Angst, Tears, Gnreader

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"This rose color is so beautiful," MC picked one of the red roses and smelled it while smiling at Lucifer. "Just like your eyes."

Lucifer sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "You're always like this, MC. Stubborn and never listening to me."

MC chuckled. "So, you hate me?"

"You know that's not what I mean," Lucifer cut off MC's words. "You know how much I love you. You know how much I adore you. You know how much I'm afraid of losing you." Tears flowed down Lucifer's cheeks despite his cold expression.

Lucifer closed his eyes. "You know how much... how much I miss you." The tears continued to flow, and Lucifer fell to his knees, sobbing. This was the first time he had ever broken down like this since becoming a fallen angel.

MC lifted up Lucifer's chin and softly caressed his cheek. Lucifer held MC's cold hand and pressed it against his cheek, like a puppy missing its owner. "Why... Why did you leave? Are you still mad, aren't you? Are you still mad about what happened back then at the Reaper's cave? I'm sorry... I'm really sorry."

Lucifer began crying like a baby and tightly gripped MC's hands, not wanting to let them go. "I promise I won't do it again. What do you want? Money? Jewels? Power? Anything, I'm willing to give you."

Lucifer brought MC's hand to his chest. "You can even kill me. You can hate me as much as you want. You can despise me, but please... please don't abandon me. Please don't leave me. You should stay by my side, even if it's painful. I'm begging you..."

MC smiled warmly. "And you know, Lucifer, that no matter what you do, no matter how many times you hurt me, I always forgive you."

MC wiped away the tears and gently kissed Lucifer's eyelids. Lucifer closed his eyes, feeling the tender kisses. Gradually, he felt as if nothing was there. When he looked up, he saw rose petals and a radiant light surrounding MC. It seemed as though MC was slowly fading.

Desperately, he tried to grab MC's hand once more, but it was futile. He couldn't touch it, couldn't feel it anymore. Lucifer cried out and begged loudly.

“Please I need you too! Not only him! Not only the ‘future’ me!”

“Find me Lucifer”, MC spoke while gazing into Lucifer tears’s eyes. “Promise to find me and brought me back here. Back to you. Back to our family”.

Lucifer get up slowly and looking at MC. “You dont have to ask. I will. Ill brought you back no matter what happen even though I have to pay it with my life. Once I find your soul, dont you ever think to dissapear again.”.

MC smiled, and for one last time, they touched Lucifer's face, even though it passed through their hand. "I love you, my Lucifer."

“I love you too, my MC”

[jeon-ify]

that night : j. yunho - pt 2

a/n: HELLO!! thank you all for the love you’ve shown me in the last fic— actually all the love you’ve shown me since i started my account!! part 1 was crazy. what do we think? will reader forgive yunho???? idk girlll its crazy out here :3 on a serious note yunho does not look like the type to ever do things like this. it was originally supposed to be a san fic but san is too possessive and clingy so i decided to make yunho seem like he has a different side to him.

based on ‘you broke me first’ by tate mcrae

warnings: yunho is a crybaby, reader gets kinda mean, wooyoung gets horny, flirting between y/n and mingi, yunho cries a lot, reader cries a lot, mentions of violence, mingi appears, swearing

this ones a bit of a shorter chapter.

part 1 here.

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to: woo 🧍🏻‍♀️

y/n: im not opening the door

y/n: i dont wanna see his face

y/n: this is so UGHSKEJD

*seen*

woo 🧍🏻‍♀️: its not that serious just see what he wants

then think it over l8r

woo 🧍🏻‍♀️: show me the fit

woo 🧍🏻‍♀️: u better dress accordingly

*seen*

y/n: FUCK fuck the doorbell just rang

y/n: brb

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*ding ding*

(***)***-****: i’m outside

(***)***-****: hope i’m at the right place

your heart drops to your ass. you walk down the hallway and to the bathroom, looking over the way your tinted pink balm looks on your lips, triple checking the placement of your perfume, and the way your hair sits on the nape of your back. as you peek through the door, your throat falls dry.

his pretty black hair— the way it’s parted on his forehead, the way his sideburns lay on his cheekbones so delicately. his cheekbones you missed so much, it’s all hitting you so hard that he’s here— but not in the way you wanted him to be. the black crewneck he’s wearing underneath his silver chain hugs his chest so comfortably, almost making your heart hurt from how you can’t lean on his chest the way you used to.

your feet finally move themselves to walk over to the door once again— this time, to open it for the man on the other side. his breath nearly stopping from how scared he is to face you. how guilty he is that he’s doing all this because he fucked up your 6 year relationship.

he has nothing in his hands but his heart and an apology to hand over to yours— the hands that carried him when he couldn’t carry himself— the hands that you used as a weapon to fight for your relationship— the hands yunho loved to hold.

he does nothing but look. he watches the way your breathing changes. he watches the gloss in your eyes start to increase; but you’ve held back your tears tonight (hopefully).

“h-hi, y/n.” is all he manages to say. he’s taken aback from the way you look right now. the victim eyes, the sadness that he’d poured onto you years ago that he didn’t get to clean up.

“you can come in, i don’t bite.” you respond. you move to hold the door open as he takes off his shoes and hangs his car keys on the hook on the wall. you close the door behind the both of you, as yunho looks around, admiring the way you decorated your apartment. he looks like a lost puppy, waiting for you to say something.

he notices that you’ve moved on. how you have your life together. it hurts him knowing that you did this without him, and that you never needed him to love yourself, carry yourself the way you’ve always wanted. he wanted to be a part of the way you are today.

he sits down on the fluffy white couch, fiddling and picking at his nails, trying to find the words to initiate the conversation. you sit across from him, watching the way his face shifts and his mouth opens to say something, but taking back the thought.

it’s been 10 minutes. not a word was exchanged.

“yunho, why are you here? you’ve said all you needed to say over the phone.” you started. you really don’t know why he’s here, not saying a word at all. he looks up at you, having found the response to your question.

“i-i don’t know. us talking over the phone isn’t as important. but what i would like to start off with is by apologizing to you. y/n, i know that there really is nothing that would change your mind, or anything that would— you know— make you forgive me. i want to know how you’re doing in life, how every thing is treating you. how’s your lash thing going? i remember you talking about it before.”

he slurs on his words, nervousness ravishing his entire body. you notice the way his cheeks flush into a coral toned shyness, as well as the way his crewneck is slightly bouncing on his left side. his heart is beating out of his chest.

“yunho, please. i really don’t mean to disrespect you right now or devalue what you’re trying to say, but this right here isn’t gonna fix anything. if you’re trying to make things right and have me back as what you did before, it’s not working. so please, if this right here is an act, or if you’re just trying to win me back by this whole ‘sorry i fucked up take me back’ kinda thing, i’m not having it.” you already have too big of a headache for games, yunho not noticing how tired and afraid you look to face him again— to face the problem again. he nods, taking in a deep sigh of regret, knowing that he shouldn’t have shown up tonight.

you run your fingers through your hair, attempting to relieve the tension in your frontal area. yunho keeps his head down as you talk, his knuckles turning pink as he scratches and peels at the skin shielding the bone. you walk to the kitchen while yunho watches you try to get away from the conversation.

“did you want some water, or coffee or wine? any preferences? just trying to break some of the tension here is all.” you say, pouring yourself a glass of water. you’re dehydrated, your throat dry since you’ve checked yunho’s texts that night.

“i’m okay. thank you for offering. i appreciate you.”

i appreciate you.

“uh- y-yeah, you’re welcome.” you stutter, the last three words catching you off guard. you still pour him a mug of coffee, with 2 creams and no sugar, the way he used to drink it every morning with you.

his eyes are damp, glossy and emotional. you can’t tell if he’s putting on an act, or whether or not he’s actually sorry. he looks down, you hear him sniffling, trying to control his breaths. you sit down, your hand has a mind of its own, catching yourself before almost going to rub at the nape of his shoulders.

“yunho, why are you crying?” concern masks the weary and vulnerable expression displayed on your face, while yunho finally breaks.

he always hated when you asked him that. he’d never stop crying the minute you’d ask how he was or what was wrong.

“fuck, i’m sorry. i’m really sorry. i shouldn’t have come here.” he sobs. he stands up as you follow, confused as to why he’s the one hurt.

“yu, don’t leave yet. we’re not done talking.” his eyes lit up like a puppy with treats. he stops in his tracks, turning to look at the way your eyes turn soft, still wanting to talk to him. he sets his keys back down, leaving his car to run, not having a care at all.

“what made you do it?” is all you say after 6 minutes of him adjusting to the situation you’re both in.

“i’m not gonna make up a shitty excuse like oh i was drunk, but i wasn’t. i don’t understand what was going through my mind when they stopped by. they both came by and asked for you and i said you weren’t home. they asked if they could wait here and it was around the time you were almost off work.

they sat down on their phones and i was sitting in our— my room, and they called me over to sit with them. i didn’t think any of it but they kept talking and asking why you weren’t home. i told them you were just getting off work and that they should call you, but sara got up and sat right by me and started talking shit like ‘she can’t handle someone like you’ or that i deserve better.” he talks slowly, taking his time explaining, making sure nothing goes unnoticed. he’s trying to recall the moment to the best or his ability.

“did you believe any of it? did you try to tell them that you didn’t wanna do anything with them? or that maybe i could be home any second? did any of that occur to you?” you argue. right now, he’s explaining and not answering what you want him to.

“i started to, since we literally hadn’t had sex in like 4 months. you were caught up with work and i started to feel like you moved on. it’s not your fault, it never was.

but they started feeling up on me and laughing with each other about how stupid you were to think you could have someone like me— which already pissed me off. they just got super touchy and i guess i started letting go of myself and do things with them. one thing lead to another and i you got home. i wish you’d gotten home sooner that night.”

his eyes water, the deep sigh he elicits ends the conversation at that. it doesn’t feel like he’s been gone for somewhat years, it hurts like it just happened yesterday. a million thoughts at once cloud your brain until you don’t catch that his head is in his hands, tears pooling between his feet on the freshly mopped ground.

you can’t help but cry with him— an experience you both needed for a while. you feel yunho stand up from the spot next to you, kneeling before you and holding your hands in his large ones. he cries and cries for minutes on end, his eyes puffy and red. his nose crimson red and shiny. you hold his face to meet your eyes, the mutual sadness flooding the room around you.

“i’m so, so fucking sorry, baby. i’m so sorry. i never deserved you. i never did.” his eyes meet yours as tears fall down his red flushed cheekbones. he moves the both of your hands to bring them to wipe the tears on your dolled skin.

“my baby, my star, my heart, i would kill for you, i would do anything you tell me. i don’t know how to make you feel how much i regret doing this to you. you’re doing so good, you’re so independent and you don’t need me— and that fucking kills me. i was supposed to be with you. i was supposed to be by you the entire time. i fucked that up for th-the both of us.” he cries. his heart feels drained of everything, his chest empty and his eyes burning from the tears he’s cried.

“i don’t know, yunho, i need time to process all of this. i know you’re sorry, but i just don’t know what to do. what if i forgive you and you make the same mistake?”

you feel like the world stops when you watch yunho cry. it’s the worst feeling seeing him cry, because he’s just so pretty. his crewneck darkens in color from the tears he’s wiped.

“y/n. don’t feel like you need to forgive me. i want you to do it out of your own heart, i want you to readjust to me the way you did when we first met, hm? take all the time you need.” he stands up, planting a kiss on your forehead. your heart sinks as he walks out the door. your head falls into your hands, sobbing even harder than what you held in minutes ago. you don’t know what to do from this point on, leaving the situation up to the universe, or if you should start by being friends with him, then see if it would move up from there.

your phone dings twice, interrupting your crying session. you thought yunho sent you a text already, but you notice that this number isn’t familiar whatsoever. you click on the notification displayed on your lockscreen:

Today at 8:20PM

(***)***-****: hey its mingi

(***)***-****: wyd

*seen*

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HI!!! THIS CHAPTER IS SO SAD ☹️ what do we think?? should reader forgive yunho? should reader tell yunho mingi texted???? idkkkkkkkkkkk 🤞🤞

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[kairiscorner]

Can I request miguel with an insecure reader? :( like they wonder how he even fell for them or what they see in them... and maybe doesn't want kids because they're scared that they look like them and hate themselves as well

Sorry if it's too much and it's OK if you dont do it, love your blog ❤️🫂

AAAAAAAA I LOVE THIS !! no bc i get those feelings sometimes too :'(( i hope this provides you all the comfort you might be needing, and remember, you're all perfect just the way you all are 💓

❝i love you as you are.❞ — miguel o'hara x insecure!reader

there are times when you'd often go quiet randomly, no matter if the moment was lively and fast-paced–or even happy–earlier, you'd go silent all of a sudden and just kind of recluse away on your own without saying a word. you couldn't help it, the inner turmoils and nervous overthinking would always plague your mind and cause you to want some peace and quiet–even if you could never catch a break nor a moment of silence with those raging thoughts in your mind that refused to shut up and quit hurling insults at you that... you believed for a time to be true. you gripped at the blankets and tried blinking away the tears that formed in your eyes as you mumbled out a breath of, "stop it" at your mind; hoping against all hope that through your resistance, your brain would stop filling your head with distorted images of you that you couldn't even recognize. you soon let the tears fall as your mind kept asking you just why miguel was even with you; he's expressed before how much he yearned for kids of his own indirectly, hinting at some other dreams he wanted to live out that you couldn't provide for him.

"...i don't want to have kids, they... oh, they'd... they'd look so..." you whimpered out as you sobbed, choking on your words as you shook out the thoughts of your kids in your mind. you personally couldn't share the same vision as miguel, you didn't want kids—you wanted to live you life to the fullest, and you didn't feel that having kids was the end all be all of your existence, you just wanted to be you and live your life. and yet, you felt so inadequate at not even being able to share the same enthusiasm as miguel for wanting kids. you wept and cried for a few minutes, until a knock at the door was heard, and you sniffled back your sobs. "mi vida, are you in there? amor... can we... talk? i-i'm... i'm worried about you." miguel said with a soft, gentle voice that made you tear up again. how could you ever tell him when he's wanted children of his own for the longest time? wouldn't you seem selfish to him, for not being able to give him just this one thing when he's given you his everything? this made you think back as to why he picked you out of everyone else—there were many other people who wanted miguel, and... many of them were vocal about their desires to be parents–the one thing you were frightened of and had no interest in being.

they were all the same as miguel, eager to have their own families and didn't care about what others thought of them, they moved to the beat of their own drums and didn't stop for anybody, unlike you, who was so self-conscious and anxious about everything, especially yourself. you didn't respond, making miguel open the door out of concern and peek his head in through the crack of the door. miguel walked over to the side of the bed and sat next to you lying down, looking over at you with a saddened gaze, as if he were a lost puppy–sad and alone. "cariño, talk to me... please? if you don't wanna talk, though, that's okay. just, please... don't be scared of me, don't be scared of what you think i'll say or do, i love you, mi vida–i would never hurt you or try to hurt you, i could never."

his words of reassurance were so powerful, so genuine that you felt every word vibrate in your bones and sink deep within you, reaching your heart and piercing it like a dagger. you couldn't keep your feelings in anymore and rolled yourself over to his side, where he saw your eyes wide and swollen–sobbing and wet, your eyebrows crinkling upwards as your lower lip quivered. you apologized to miguel for the mess you were becoming, but miguel ran his hand through your hair and shushed you, saying it was okay, you're okay, you have no fault in anything. "mig, i... i can't make your dream come true." you choked out in a sob. "what could you possibly mean, mi amor? of course you can, you already have..." "no, i can't... i-i don't... i don't..." you stuttered, unsure of how to fully tell him in a way that'll lessen the blow, but you had no other way–you had to tell him, right now. with one decisive breath, you decided to just be honest with him, right here, right now.

"...i don't want kids, miguel..." you murmured out in a whisper, sobbing and gripping at the sheets as your tears stained them. you shook your head and sniffled back your tears, yet nothing stopped the tears from flowing as you kept repeating your truth: you don't want children of your own, and you don't want them to even resemble you. you found it a curse your children would inherit if they looked anything like you, because in your mind, you looked less than desirable; you believed miguel was simply holding out for you and secretly losing feelings behind all his caring smiles and sweet kisses. you apologized to miguel over and over, but miguel reassured you it was... okay. he rubbed your arm gently and shushed you.

"cariño... i love you either way. you don't need to be a parent for me to keep wanting you, i just want you to be you." "and why do you want to be with me?" "because i love you, and that's final. i love you, mi vida... you don't need to bear my children or be a parent, i love you for you, and that'll never change. you already made all my dreams come true by loving me back, and i'll do everything in my power to keep that smile on your beautiful, lovely face. you're perfect, amor, eres perfecta como eres." he whispered to you as he wrapped his arms around you and held you closely and tightly; he kissed the top of your head and rubbed up and down your arms all comfortingly. you cried into his chest and clung on to the front of his shirt while he shushed you and kissed your tears away. though it'll take a long time of undoing the way you saw yourself, the way you couldn't accept many things about you, it comforted you somehow that miguel loved you—for your perfections and flaws, for your strengths and weaknesses, for your comfort and discomfort. he loved you with a love that transcended love, and you didn't feel anything apart from a weight being lifted off your shoulders, bit by bit.

he loved you, and that was all he knew.

tags !! @miguelswifey04 @hearts4gabri @hisachuu @wreakingmarveloushavok @fictarian @yuridopted0 @simsrandomstuff @luvstarrstruck @popeheywardssecretgf @meeom @arachnoia @melovetitties @fable-library @ophanimgold @smokeywhalee @capnshtfce

[nichoskittycorner]

See normally I get the early morning brainrot out early but Sub!K keeps coming back for me-

So yes another no proofread smut drabble about the yandere Sub!K ( So like, cw: smut and car sex)

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Imagine having to work several long consecutive days at work, pulling extra hours you dont expect and it leaves you exhausted.

You always come home sluggish and too tired to play with K. All you do it shower and go to bed for the next awful day. And quite frankly, he was getting sick of it.

He loved you and couldnt be away from you for too long- but your job is the one place he couldnt follow you into. So he had to wait.

Well because of this stupid job the most attention hes gotten the past week has been soft kisses and head pats. This wouldnt suffice. He was being the best boy he could and barely had your attention!

Not like he wasnt jerking himself multiple times a day at home- you had given him full permission to play with himself and cum when he wanted until this bloated work schedule would end.

But K didnt want to wait until this was done to feel you again. He missed the taste of your juices, your warm gummy walls that hugged his cock tightly and always had him melting- he missed your praise and lewd sounds of pleasure when he did something right.

He was starting to get antsy and desperate for you. So maybe it was short term thinking, but today he was sitting in your car, waiting for you to go on your lunch break.

Yes, your car that he wasnt in when you left for work and he didnt have the key to. He knew you were smart, grateful to have parked in the shade so he didnt need to roll the windows down.

And like an obedient puppy, he waited for you. He knew you came to the car and called him during your lunch break. Eventually, you came into view, getting in your car and groaning loudly in frustration once the door was shut.

They were lucky this job was paying you greatly or you wouldve left this place once this mess started. Without thinking, you reclined the seat back and got ready pull out your phone to call K- but screamed when you saw his large frame hovering over you.

"K?! What are you doing here?! How did you get in here!?"

"Surprise! I thought you could use a little pick me up at work!" He puffed his lip out like he always did when he wanted a kiss, which you gave but were still bewildered.

"O-oh alright then- what's this pick me up?" You raised an eyebrow before his hands started to roam your body, climbing into your lap and removing your bottoms slowly.

He lowered his lips to your ear and spoke lowly, his fingers finding your now bare cunt with ease. "I'm going to make Mommy feel so good. Can I Mommy? I'll be quick I promise."

"Okay puppy, you can. But you have 30 minutes."

He didn't need the 30 minutes. In no time he presses your legs back so they were against your chest, opening you up wide to him. Just from this position alone you were already eager.

He kissed you slowly before ditching his own bottoms and pressing his length into you, filling you out and making your eyes shut.

Like the good boy he was, he didnt delay in thrusting and grinding his hips, pulling out loud uncontrollable moans from your body.

You looked so good as he fucked into you, nuzzling his head into your neck and placing hot needy kisses on your skin.

"Ah-! Fuck K, just like that, keep fucking Mommy like that-" And he obeyed without question. His whimper of acknowledgement resounded as he kept going.

As your cries of pleasure echoed in the car, you realized just how long it had been since you last touched each other. Your heart ached for your puppy. And never once did he complain or start a fight because of it.

He just did all he could to make you feel great at home. Is that what you call love? A tear slipped from your eye, both from pleasure and the thought breaking your heart.

K noticed and kissed the stray tear away, burying himself deep into your soaking cunt. "Are you okay Mommy? Did I do something wrong?"

You shook your head no and took his face into your hands, kissing him deeply and ordering him to continue. "No puppy! I just love you so much it made me cry."

Having sex in your car wasnt where you ever planned to pronounce your love for him but here you were: Getting drilled by his cock in your front seat on your lunch break.

His whole world flipped upon hearing those words, and it only made him fuck you harder. K's brain reduced to only pleasuring you. Kissing, sucking and fucking his hips into you as you cried out his name and held his hand.

Clenching around his cock as the car shook with each movement. You were able to pull him into a tender kiss, sending you both over the edge and cumming.

Your seat now a mess of sweat and cum as you rode out your high. With your eyes shut, you held onto his and best you could. "Good boy K, fuck- good puppy."

His hips rocked slowly, subtly trying to push whatever cum spilled out back into your cunt. Your body trembled as he finally pulled out and got you cleaned up. Letting you relax before your break was up.

He pulled you into the backseat with him, holding you lovingly in his lap until your phone alarm went off.

"Damnit. That's my break. I'll see you back at home puppy, okay?" You sighed but kissed him all over his face, showering him in another round of praise before stepping out of the car.

He did whine a bit and try to hold on but you only giggled and handed him the keys. "Go home pup. Mommy is expecting round two when you pick me up later."

And like the good puppy he was, he obeyed- and made good on that promise.

[itty-bitty-mess]

TW: BITTYBONES AB//USE, BITTY WHUMP, BITTY T*RT//URE

Pip was a little pygmy lamia and, like almost every individual of his breed, he was quite the ungrateful brat. He had been adopted from the bitty adoption center and then returned by his previous owner who had spoiled him rotten, making him believe he was the most important thing in the world and that everything had to revolve around him. His brattiness had gotten so bad, that his previous owner returned him without a second thought despite the little pygmy’s empty “apologies”, a futile attempt to not lose the luxurious and comfortable lifestyle he had been so accustomed to.

One day, a young woman entered the establishment in looks for a small companion who could add some sort of excitement into her life. Pip’s eyes landed on that woman and he immediately got to work to be as “cute” and “charming” as possible, playing up the “widdle baby” act as much as he could. Trying to charm his way into a new home and back into his beloved comfortable lifestyle. The woman wasn’t entirely convinced on Pip at first, but after a “cute” tantrum full of crying blue tears and puppy dog eyes, she ended up adopting him with a simple shrug.

Pip was over the moon once he arrived to his new home, slithering everywhere, exploring every corner of the small apartment, calling dibs on the places he would soon mark as his property. The woman or, as he began calling her, “Mommy” didnt really seem that bothered by Pip’s behavior. When night arrived, she prepared him a small makeshift bed with an empty shoebox and some tissue paper and socks. Pip straight up refused to sleep in the box, demanding Mommy to let him sleep on her bed instead.

“Eh, im not doing that but if you don’t want the bed then suit yourself” Mommy said with a shrug as she picked up the makeshift bed and put it on the closet. “But I gotta tell you the floor gets really cold at night and I tend to lock my door.” Pip was a little taken aback by her reaction. He had expected her to beg him to sleep on the box, or to comply and let him sleep on her bed. He tried throwing another tantrum, this time trying to be clear about what he wanted.

“WAAAAHH!! BUT MOMMY I DONT WANT A STINKY BOX, I WANNA SLEEP WITH YOU!!!! IM SCARED OF THE DARK!!!!” Pip cried, his fake little tears and screams falling on uncaring, deaf ears.

The woman just shrugged and responded with a “sucks to be you, buddy” and went to her room. Pip followed her and tried slithering as fast as he could to slip into the bedroom before she locked the door but all he managed to do was hit his face straight into the hard metal door. She had entered and immediately locked the door shut, and Pip was way too big to slip through the gap between the door and the floor.

But he wasn’t gonna give up so easily! He started banging on the door nonstop, his tiny gloved hands barely managing to make any noise against the metal door. He tried screaming, directly demanding Mommy to let him in immediately. But what Pip didn’t know was that she was wearing sound proof headphones, allowing her to have a good night’s sleep. He ended up sleeping on the cold, hard floor, trembling and shaking with tears of rage in his eyes. This wasn’t over yet, he was gonna make Mommy’s life a living nightmare and she would have no option but to treat him like the king he was.

From that day onwards, Pip tried almost every trick on the book to make Mommy do what he wanted. He started pissing and pooping on her clothes to “teach her a lesson”, but she simply shrugged and said “Cool, I was gonna throw those old rags away anyways”. Whenever she fed him “cheap and disgusting” Bitty Kibble, he would throw the little food bowl back at her but his aim was so pathetic that he barely managed to flip the bowl. He tried stealing her food which only caused him severe food poisoning because the idiot stole and ate a moldy piece of bread that was many years past its expiration date.

He demanded Mommy to buy him a control remote car and other expensive toys but she just threw a crumpled paper ball on his direction as said “There, play with that instead lol”. He threw constant tantrums but she completely ignored him or just didn’t seem to care enough. Even when he had planned on scratching or biting her, his pathetic and useless little fangs and his weak little “claws” did absolutely no damage

He even tried stealing Mommy’s phone and trying to break up with her boyfriend through text. However, the boyfriend could tell that wasn’t how his girlfriend texted, he could tell that it was Pip by the terrible grammar and childish word usage so he sent Pip graphic images of bitty gore which deeply traumatised him. He told Mommy about this, hoping that maybe she would craddle him on her arms to comfort him but all she did was laugh at him. Pip felt humiliated, he couldnt believe she didn’t even comfort him or tried to pamper him after such a horrible thing!

Tears welled up in his little eyes and he went to the corner to fake cry again, looking behind his back every few minutes hoping to see Mommy looking back at him with a guilty expression, but all he saw was she had left for work again. This wasn’t fair! How could Mommy not care about him! He was Pip, the great and magnificet pygmy! The most specialest lamia of all, who deserved all the love and attention in the world!

Pip suddenly got an idea, he was gonna go to Mommy’s workplace and demand her, in front of everyone, to give him what he wanted, like fancy human food, expensive toys, a shiny new bandana and to let him sleep on her bed! Mommy could sleep on the floor if she wanted! Perhaps he could even make up some lies about him being “abused” and “neglected” to ruin her reputation with her colleagues. Yes! That was a great idea! Mommy would surely listen to him if he isolated her from everyone! Pip was sooooo smart!

Pip spent the entire night planning how he would take his plan into action. The next day, when Mommy left for work once again, he swiftly slipped through the closing gap of the door, trying to no be seen by her. Then, he silently slipped into her car and hid there, standing as still and silent as possible while she drove. Then she finally arrived to her workplace and entered the huge, shiny office building. Oh, this was Pip’s chance! This was gonna be so good!

He got off the car and slithered around, following silently behind Mommy, he was waiting for the perfect oportunity to strike and humiliate her. However, as they entered the building, Pip was immediately greeted with a massive crowd of people walking in all directions like busy bees in a hive. It was overwhelming and loud for the little lamia and, in a moment of disorientation, he lost sight of Mommy!

He panicked and looked in all directions, slithering through the squeaky clean, polished floor and trying his best to dodge the passerby. He tried screaming and calling out to Mommy, surely she would hear him and go to his rescue! Mommy would never abandon such an important lamia like Pip! Surely Mommy would show up and sweep the little lamia in her arms and take him to a warm and cozy bed full of toys and yummy food like he deserved!

However, his squeaky little yells were drowned out by the constant noise of the office building. People calling out each other’s names, machines working and beeping nonstop, loud clicking of keyboards, etc. All louder than Pip’s weak little voice. Pip tried moving through the crowd, and soon he spotted a stranger who had stopped walking to watch their phone. He got an idea and tried making a “cute” teary eyed expression as he approached the stranger, knowing that his cuteness would be enough to capture the stranger’s attention and get them to help him.

���UM.. EXCUSE ME, IM WOST AND TOO WIDDLE TO MOVE THROUGH THIS CWOWD. CAN YOU HELP ME FIND MY MOMMY PWEASE?” Pip said, pouting and about to start fake crying again. But the stranger didnt seem to hear him. Instead, they started to walk back to their office.

“WH- UM, EXCUSE ME?? HELLO??? DID YOU EVEN HEAR ME???? IM A WIDDLE LAMIA AND I NEED HELP!!! ARE YOU DEAF?? HEWWO!!!” Pip yelled, the baby act completely dropped as he was ignored. He was extremely angry so he raised his voice, damaging his throat a little but continuing regardless. “I AM PIP, THE GREATEST AND MOST IMPORTANT PYGMY IN THE WORLD!! HOW CAN YOU NOT HEAR-“

And then another person immediately walked by and “unintentionally” kicked Pip on the rib, breaking it and sending him flying all the way across the lobby, making him hit his head against the marble floor. Pip laid there against the wall, in too much pain and complete shock, trying to process what had happened. Never in his life had Pip gotten harmed before, his previous owner was always so careful and caring, making sure he was always safe and protected. He had never known pain until that moment.

Little blue tears fell from Pip’s eyes, the difference this time was that they were genuine and not fake. He wanted to go back to his first home, where his owner gave him a whole human king-sized bed just for him. Where Pip could cheerfully slither across the long table full of all kinds of delicious food and pick what he wanted whenever he wanted. Where Pip had an entire miniature theme park just for him to play in. He regretted being so ungrateful, he regretted pissing and pooping everywhere to get his previous owner’s attention, he regretted rippin apart his previous owner’s nice chairs and couches whenever he threw a tantrum, he regretted interrupting others and yelling and manipulating his previous owner to get his way, he regretted insulting his previous owner multiple times and calling them horrible things.

Pip started crying, sobbing even. He regretted everything he did and how much of an unbearable brat he had been. He wanted his comfortable life back. He wanted to feel pampered and like the center of everything again. He tried screaming, calling out to Mommy again, he desperately needed her to hold him or at least pat his back or something. But nothing happened. So despite the pain of his now cracked skull and broken rib, Pip pushed himself up and tried slithering around again. Calling out to Mommy and crying non stop, not caring about the ammount of snot that now dripped from his nose cavity.

As he slithered around, Pip didn’t watch where he was going and another person walked by and harmed him. This time, they stepped on his tail, causing the internal tail bone to shatter and the ecto-flesh to rip open, beginning to bleed. Pip let out a loud, ear piercing scream, hugging his tail in pain as he curled up into a fetal position. Then another person walked by and kicked Pip once again, the force of the kick itself caused another couple of ribs to break. Pip could not stop screaming, the pain was too unbearable for him.

Even with his damaged tail, Pip tried dragging his body across the floor, trying to escape the crowd. But another pair of seemingly giant feet crushed his little arms. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!”. He screeched, but the person responsible for it kept walking as if nothing had happened. He tried using his body and his tail to push himself forward but another couple of people walked by, kicking him around between them as if he was a pingpong ball. Every time he tried getting out of the crowd, people would suddenly walk by and either step on him or kick him back to the center of it all. Tears fell from his eyes as he recieved another kick, then another, and so on.

He cried, he screamed, he yelled as loud as he could. Maybe if he was loud enough, people would realize he was there and maybe even help him. But no, nobody cared and they continued on with their day. Now, compared to the treatment he was used to, Pip felt insignificant. He was no longer “The Great and Amazing Pip, The Specialest Pygmy Of The Entire World!”, he was just a worthless little thing, lost in an office building, getting kicked around as if he was nothing but trash.

Finally, Pip caught a glimpse of Mommy in the distance, she was talking with another woman as she held a cup of coffee and a clipboard. Tears of joy formed on Pip’s eyes. Maybe this nightmare would finally be over! Maybe if he screamed loud enough, Mommy would recognize his voice and immediately go to his rescue!

With anticipation and hope in his eyes, Pip took a huge chunk of air and prepared to let out the yell of his life. But life had other plans as a woman walked in. She was wearing tall heels, clicking and clacking against the floor. Without a care in the world, she walked by and interrupted Pip mid-yell as she stepped on his spine. Pip felt the sharpest and strongest pain of his life coursing through his entire body. He wanted to screech in pain but he couldn’t, he couldn’t talk, he couldn’t scream, he couldn’t move the lower half of his body…

Tears fell from his eyes, panic surged through his body as he saw Mommy about to ride the elevator. He used his broken arms and tried dragging himself in her direction with all the strength he had left despite the immense, agonizing pain he felt.

“MoMmy- Mo- ahk! moMmy! hElp mE! It hUrtS.. HURTS! HELP! MO-“ but Pip couldn’t even finish his sentence as a floor scrubber passed by. Polishing and sweeping the floor and picking up Pip along the way. The little pygmy was trapped alongside the dust and trash. Pip could feel everything despite being unable to move. He felt his tiny little body being ripped apart and crushed piece by piece. His arms were first, then his tail, then finally his torso and head detached and nothing but dusty, bloody remains mixed with garbage and dirt were left.

When Mommy returned home that afternoon, she didn’t seem surprised that Pip was nowhere to be found. Instead of panicking or worrying, Mommy just shrugged and started to put away the groceries. Maybe Pip had slipped out and died as he fell from the window, or a stray cat got inside and ripped him apart. Whatever had happened to Pip, Mommy didn’t really care, she had better things to do and she had already been considering returning Pip back to the adoption center anyways.

And so, with another bitty gone, life on the big city continued, for nobody would care about an insignificant and worthless little bitty.

The End.

[mirror-is-distured]

Hear me out, Rain tied up on the groun in the common area or ghoul den, being forced by Swiss to ask everyone for permission to cum, and he's desperate, practically having to beg for yeses.

*mcdonalds intercom noises* would you also like some praise kink to go along with that?

@riverghoulsworld @deadthings-pdf @terzosboyfriend

[Group bonding time]

Polyghouls yay, nsfw under the cut

"Please sir please can i cum.." rain whimpered out, breathless and desperate. Swiss had been teasing him for an hour now and all he would do was beg. "I dont know why you're asking me darling, im not in charge" swiss growled "if you want to cum you have to ask them." Swiss grabbed rain face and lifted it up to see the other ghouls. They all looked down on him, squirming against the thick ropes tied around his soft body.

"Well go on then, beg." Swiss' voice stung in rains ears, less of a suggestion and more of a command.

"Fuck... please can i cum i-i need it please.." rain cried out, digging his knees into the hard floor and looling at the ghouls above him with tear filled eyes. Swiss still hadent stopped jerking him off, letting his fist fall over rain in long, slow, strokes.

"Hmm, i dont know~ i think he looks pretty like this" Cumulus cooed, her eyes wandering down to rains dick, "he wants it so bad~"

"Its pathetic really, i mean look at him. Hes like a dumb puppy" Dew said, not paying any attention to rain as he pleaded.

"fuck i-i cant d-do it.. just l-let me cum please you have to-" rains begging was cut off by a loud sob when swiss tightened his grip around him. "Why dont you ask nicely pretty boy, we wouldn't want our guests to think you are rude now, would we?"

"N-no sir.." rain mumbled, tears splashing down onto his thighs as his head dropped.

"Thats better, now be a good toy and ask nicely." Swiss growled, picking up the pace again. "Please... please ive b-been so g-good please let me cum please" rain whimpered softly, in any other situation he would have hated himself for being this pathetic, but he was so close couldnt even think.

"What was the doll? I dont think we heard you. " aether said, grabbing rains hair and forcing his head up.

"Please... please can i-i cum.." rain cried, tears and sweat rolled down his face, his cock was dripping precum down onto the floor underneath him.

"I think hes earned it, look at him, he cant even think. Such a pretty little slut for us." Cirrus said, crouching down to cup rains cheek. "Do you think you deserve to cum?"

Rain nodded frantically, eyes wide and breath shakey. Swiss only moved his hand faster, dragging his rough hand along the sensitive underside of rains dick.

The other ghouls murmured in agreement, watching every twitch or rains body under the ropes. "Well you heard them, you can cum" swiss whispered into rains ear, dragging his fist faster and faster over him.

Rains breath hitched and he let out a loud moan. His orgasam hit him like a bus, ripping through every fiber in his body. His muscles went taught and his thighs shook as spurts of hot cum leaked from him. Swiss still kept going, only slowing his hand when rain started sobbing from overstimulation. Rain slumped back against swiss's chest, panting and shaking.

"Oh, that's such a good boy... fuck you did so good baby" swiss mumbled, placing kisses down rains cheeks and his neck. The ghouls all piled up around them, cuddling against each other and whispering praises to rain.

_________________________________________a/n so sorry if this is bad it's really rushed lol and I'm on my phone :p

[a-rogue-god]

i think each of the shoreside boys is incredibly touch starved and desperate for affection in different ways

John to me would be the grumpy "i dont like this" touch starved. Dove hugs him or simply holds his hand and he's all hmph. annoyed on the outside, but secretly wants it. finding himself slowly inching up closer to dove when they're standing together, eager just to feel her shoulder against his arm. so used to his walls being built so high from his attitude and his work, he doesnt like just how badly he actually craves her affection. to be touched lovingly and gently, to be talked to sweetly. i can imagine dove being a more physical affectionate person and when they're friends her hugging him, and this probably freaks him out a little and he's like "dont do that again please" so she listens and stops, but he's literally dying inside because AAUGHG GOD its so nice to be gently hugged!!! later when they're actually together weakly, quietly asking dove beneath his breath if she can hug him again, and just melting into her embrace.

Leland with Dove is probably the "im so touch starved if you show me affection im never letting go" holding onto her as if he were to let go she would disappear from him forever. probably cried at finally having someone around him to show him affection. leland probably would looove being snuggled up to Dove and just relaxing with her and let his troubles melt away. (100% he's the little spoon despite being 6 inches taller than dove lmao) following her around like a sad lost puppy, probably would prefer holding her hand whenever they're not like hugging or cuddling. very very sweet their relationship! And Dove is moreeee than happy to always be near him and give him the affection and love he craves.

Noah would be so embarrassed with how much he craves affection I think, vascillating between the extreme desperation of craving someone's touch and also being all do not touch me. but actually do. but dont. having your uh. parents brutally killed at like 15 would do that to you i bet. probably the least vocal when it comes to wanting someone to hug him and hold him imo? just from the sheer embarrassment ig. if dove/someone in general got with him and broke down his walls he'd be the type of person to text randomly and be like "can you come over and hang out" and use that as an excuse to see them probably. He'd probably be the type of person to NEVER ask or initiate physical affection himself, choking on his words out of again, being embarrassed by it. I'm sure the way he holds himself when he's in this state is a silent cue for his partner to pick up on what he wants subconsciously so they can hug or hold him. (Cue Noah sighing a breath of relief where he can finally hug back and reciprocate lmao)

[theatrekidstatus]

Chapter 4: TW:too much rizz and s/h (fr)

Y/n pov: i wake up and I'm the first one I hide Greg and get changed into this

Not the book,candle,phone, "cute fit" "thanks" i turn around and see

"can-t sa-y th-e sa-me" god why did I try to be a smart mouth "can't say much can you" (a/n:bully rizz) "🙄" "no finger?" "🖕🏾" "nah I ment your ring finger" "smo-oth" "like your lips" "ok ca-lm do-wn" "shit my bad" "you're good" "aww there flirting" lin took a pic of us "what the fuck are you doing" "nothing" "can we get breakfast" "sure" "WAIT WHERE IS MY BONNET" jazzy yells "probably in Africa by now" nea says "for real" I add (bonnets are the real Ops)"oh there it is" "everyone get dressed we're getting food" "cool" everyone got dressed up and we went to Waffle House (a/n:shut up) Im getting waffle,bacon,grits, "y'all isn't that waiter kinda cute" jazzy ask

"ooooh jazzy's crushing" "🖕🏽" "hey that's mine thing" the waiter comes over "hello pretty ladies what might you be ordering" "can I get eggs and waffle" pippa asks "can I get bacon eggs and a waffle" nea asks "waffle,bacon,grits,please" jazzy looking at him like a dork "ma'am" "huh" "what would you like" "your number" she whispers "excuse me" "grits and bacon please" "ok "aww" "shut up" 25 minutes later "jazz call your boyfriend over" pip says "oh he's coming over" "ah shit" jazzy wipes food off her faces and puts lip stick back on "do I look ok" "👍🏾" "good" "are you pretty girls ready for the check" "yeah" "oh I think you need this" he puts the plate shit in the middle and gave jazzy a napkin we got to the car "jazzy there something right here" "wait do y'all that's why he gave me the napkin" "🤷🏽‍♀️" "ugh" she pulls it out and squeals "what happened" "he wrote his number on the napkin" "eee" we all squeal "omg he heard me" "damn" "shush y/n this a good thing jazz" nea said we make it back to the theatre "how was y'all food" Lin ask "good" "we all said "jazzy left with a new boyfriend" "I did that shit" "for real twin" "we got 5 hours till rehearsal so let's just chill - and no you can't go back to sleep" "ughhh" we said "wait I saw the cutest puppy on insta imma show y'all" "k" "cool" "sure" I get on my search thing and I see Lin posted it was me and ant "favorite couple" was the caption "🙄" I check the comments "she's so ugly" "he could do better" "ant I thought we were better than this" "she's so fugly" "man Ramos check my dm's you'll move on real quick" I throw my phone and run to the back I took my bag i was crying so hard "I check my bag I found my old blade I was gonna throw it away but it looked REAL helpful right about now I held it to my wrist I hear  long repetitive loud knocks" "y/n please you've been clean for so long please please please the comments aren't true your beautiful and I love you I'll delete the post and all the comments please" Lin cried through the door while trying to break the door "y/n please I love you" I hear it was ... ant he loves me I stand up and open the door Lin ran and hugged me "I love you don't ever scare me like that" I just start crying "let it out sh sh sh let it out come on" he picks me up "y/n are you ok" the girls ask "mhm" I Mutter "today has been a stressful day so everyone can leave and head to my apartment to check on y/n" at the apartment "wait did you want people over DONT LIE" "yeah I love them" "ok..." "I hear a knock at the door" "you're the only without a car yet you're here first and you brought gifts" "can I see her" "sure" "I look up it's ant" "hi do you want some chocolate?" "Hell yeah" he snickers "so you... love me" he looks down "I think so" "I think I LIKE you " "really" "yeah" "do we date now?" "Can we" "sure" he had a little smile "you smile is so cute" "thank you" "look how the table have turned I use to be the nervous one" "I'm not nervous" "what happened to the boy whit w rizz and confidence" he's right here" "wha-" im cut of by his lips on mine I just look at him "im sorry" and ran away Lin came in and I told him everything "I'll call him" "no lin please" "ok" everyone came over and I  said everything from the comments to ant "yn/n I'm sorry"  "it's ok it's been a hard day I kinda wanna eat and sleep" "oh of course" "I'm sorry" "DONT say sorry it's just boundaries" "let's go ya'll" "k" they all left "I made your favorite" "thank you chef Lin" I eat it and the food was really good I hop in bed and sleep my ass off.

Anthony Ramos pov: I wake up i notice y/n is up she's not at my side I go to the bathroom and get ready I see y/n I saw "cute fit" "thanks" "can-t sa-y th-e sa-me"  "can't say much can you" "🙄" "no finger?" "🖕🏾" "nah I ment your ring finger" "smo-oth" "like your lips" "ok ca-lm do-wn" "shit my bad" "you're good" "aww there flirting" lin took a pic of us "what the fuck are you doing" "nothing" "can we get breakfast" "sure" "WAIT WHERE IS MY BONNET" jazzy yells "probably in Africa by now" nea says "for real" y/n added "oh there it is" "everyone get dressed we're getting food" "cool" everyone got dressed up and we went to Waffle House oak was talking bout his plan too ask pippa same with davved and nea "Ramos when are you gonna ask out middle" "WHO?" "y/n" he whispered "ohhh idk why'd you say middle" he just 🖕🏿 me "ohh" "yeah" "y'all are grown men and can't talk to your crush" Chris chimed in "I can't imagine not dating your crush" groff says as he touches Lins hand "yeah baby" "get a booth"

A little later

"how was y'all food" Lin ask "good" "we all said "jazzy left with a new boyfriend" "I did that shit" "for real twin" "we got 5 hours till rehearsal so let's just chill - and no you can't go back to sleep" "ughhh" we said "im so tired I tell the guys" "same" "for real" "yeah" I see y/n running away crying "what happened we ask the girls" "we don't know" i pick up her phone and read some strange comments i was nauseous i show them and Lin said "on no" we run after Lin he dose long repetitive loud knocks" "y/n please you've been clean for so long please please please the comments aren't true your beautiful and I love you I'll delete the post and all the comments please" Lin cried through the door while trying to break the door I was so upset I just yell "y/n please I love you" everyone looked at me and tears down my face as i didn't hear anything from her she and opened the door Lin ran and hugged her "I love you don't ever scare me like that" she just started crying "let it out sh sh sh let it out come on" he picked her up "y/n are you ok" the girls ask "mhm" she muttered Mutter "today has been a stressful day so everyone can leave and head to my apartment to check on y/n at the apartment" "you're the only without a car yet you're here first and you brought gifts" "can I see her" "sure"  "hi do you want some chocolate?" "Hell yeah" he snickers "so you... love me" i look down "I think so" "I think I LIKE you " "really" "yeah" "do we date now?" "Can we" "sure" he had a little smile "you smile is so cute" "thank you" "look how the table have turned I use to be the nervous one" "I'm not nervous" "what happened to the boy whit w rizz and confidence" he's right here" "wha-" im cut of by his lips on mine I just look at her "im sorry" and ran away

[marshmallowprotection]

hello hello. i dont know if you're into pokemon but I started playing Violet the other day and I tend to nickname my pokemon after whatever my current hyperfixation is so ofc right now they're getting mysme nicknames (right now my charcadet is (suit) Saeran (gonna evolve into ceruledge), my kirlia is Ray (gonna evolve into gardevior). i plan to catch a sneasel/weavile for unknown (totally didnt get the idea from an art i saw). Trying to pick something for saeyoung but nothing has felt right yet. an electric type? fire? maybe a dog pokemon bc with his loved ones saeyoung is both an excited puppy AND a guard dog)

ANYWAY so I started wondering about everyone's favorite twins and pokemon

What kind of pokemon do you think saeyoung and the various saerans would have? what would they be if they WERE pokemon? in a canon setting would they play pokemon?

i can see saeyoung with fire/steel/electric types, especially robot- or machine-like pokemon. ray/ge saeran with grass types is obvious, but I can also see him with fairy types. theyre deceptively cute but can mess you up. suit and unknown scream dark type teams. maybe some poison types for unknown. like i think he'd have team rocket/[insert region team] grunt-esque pokemon.

saeyoung and all of the saeran's have at least one pokemon (probably their first/partner) that they found abandoned and in bad shape that they took in and it decided to stay with them after it recovered.

maybe they have an espeon (saeyoung) and an umbreon (saeran) to complement their "we're opposites but in a balanced and complimentary way" vibe.

and also bc i must inflict this on all my faves who are convinced they're bad and unlovable: at least one pokemon on their team evolves with high friendship/affection. even better if for some reason he doesn't know what causes that pokemon to evolve and he maybe cries a little when he finds out. what do you mean he's LOVED??

ANYWAY sorry for the really long ramble haha. this was supposed to be a short ask but it kinda got away from me 😅 anyway, i hope you have a good day!! i love your writing and character analyses!!

Oh, you've come to the right person today, because I spend my time stressing out over what Pokemon I would use on their teams if I ever wrote a story for it. I've done this a few times before but I can never really make my mind up so I wouldn't say that this is a concrete idea. So, here is a slider I would use for Ray > Suit Saeran > GE Saeran. I think some of it is self-explanatory. I suggest dark, ghost, and grass if anything.

Phantump for a Ray who feels lost and dead to the world. Polteageist for his desire to feel like a prince in his haunted castle. Budew for a boy who can't be fully blossomed just yet... but, he's so close to that chance. Suit Saeran would only use one Pokemon in my mind and it's Banette. A Pokemon that happens to be seeking revenge in the same way he is. It might seem like a major stretch but mega evolution seems incredibly possible in this situation.

Shaymin is the Pokemon of gratitude and I feel like it would appear in the garden when he is in the process of thanking you for being there with him as he finally freed himself from his heavy chains. He and Saeyoung do have a set of Eevee together! I feel like they need to have a matched set, and his Eevee has been tucked away in their pokeball for a while until he realized the error of his ways.

Whereas, Saeyoung is always really tough to work with because there's so many different Pokemon that would work for him symbolically. Sure, we can pick some joke options if we want to do so, but I'm trying to imagine what would work for his work in the agency. Did they give him a team or is it a team he's caught himself?

In the end I just decided to give him a team that he crafted. He deserves to have a cat that shoots fireballs from its mouth. Of course, I don't imagine that'll end well for him since the cat likely gives him a free haircut everyday with burnt edges. Rotom is the given. Everybody who's ever drawn him with the Pokemon always gives him Rotom. It's right. Three heads are better than one! Magneton helps to hack and unlock problems!

His Eevee doesn't battle. It's kept safe in his bunker, or it's Pokeball. He hates to make Eevee sad about not seeing its own twin or Saeran. Magearna makes sense to me, because what is more in character for him than to discover this mechanical Pokemon and help bring it back to life? Minior for the stars! It's either that or Clefairy. I couldn't make up my mind but in the end I decided on stars.

Which brings me to Unknown and SE Saeran. Yeah, SE Saeran will receive that Megearna as a gift from his brother. His Porygon-Z likely was released after Mint Eye was taken down, or it's still in the box for now since that was likely his main partner for being able to hack into the RFA. Mimikyu and Banette are self-explanatory. Budew would be a new addition in his time spent trying to enjoy the clouds and grass! Milcery is a surprise, though! I have a feeling that is a companion he made one afternoon that tried to sample his ice cream and now he's got a friend that helps him craft his own ice cream.

[iamfenrir]

think you're going to have to go on without me.(from jör)

"JOR! JOR WHERE ARE YOU! ANSWER ME!" Fenrir yelled as he searched through the rubble of his own damn house. He had only a few minutes before the reinforcements showed up to make his life hell again. Fucking Odin, Fucking royals guards- he was going to kill that one-eyed bastard fuck waiting for Ragnorok. Fenrir coughed from the dust and smoke as he tossed a fallen wall out of the way. He'd found Jor, who wasn't looking too good. "Shit Jor-Jor come on buddy open those pretty little snake eyes for me." He said gently tapping Jor's cheek. Norns above, if Jor was dead he'd start Ragnorok centuries early. The groan from his brother made his shoulder slump in relief. Jor was alive. Fen moved the rest of the rubble off his brother and cursed. Jor's legs were broken badly, there was bone sticking out a bit from one. No way was Jor going to be able to run and with the damn rune stones the Asgardians had around the area he couldn't teleport. He was nowhere near the sorcerer Father was. "Come on baby bro we gotta go before the uglies show back up." he said tapping Jor's cheek again. He watched Jor's eyes open and look at him. Jor tried moving but hissed from the pain. "I dont think I'm making it this time Fen." Jor said softly, everything on him hurt and he knew he was not going to be able to move on his own. "You're going to have to go on without me Fen, they can't get both of us.." Jor said softly. He knew his brother would be stubborn but one of them had to escape to warn the other's Odin was on the move against them again. Jor knew his wounds wouldn't kill him, he was just going to be imprisoned again.

"Like hell I'm leaving you behind! I'll just carry you past the damn stones and we can get somewhere safe." Fenrir said resolutely. He was not leaving Jor to the Asgardians whims. "Come on you big old garden snake, we're getting out of here." Fenrir said as he got into place to pick Jor up. "this will hurt little brother and I'm sorry." He said as he lifted his brother up. Jor cried out in pain as the broken bones of his legs were moved. "Not a garden snake you overgrown puppy." Jor hissed out, trying to be strong. "I know little bro, I'm sorry. We have to get you out of here. Just hold onto my shirt and tear it if you need to." Fenrir said as he started moving slowly from the rubble, he couldn't afford a misstep and fall, not with Jor so injured. As he cleared the rubble he heard the sounds of the Asgardians moving at them. "Shit. I'm going to run Jor, I'm sorry." Fenrir took off in a sprint in the opposite direction of the coming guards. He ran through the trees and forest effortlessly, trying to keep his arms as still as possible to cause as little pain as possible to Jor's wounds. "Almost there Jor, just after this hill and we're home free." Fenrir said as he started up the hill. He reached the top and heard the air whistle as he felt the 3 arrows pierce his back and leg. There had been 3 guards waiting for them. It was a trap. With a growl of rage he started running quickly down the hill.

"Damn it Fenrir drop me and run. I'll survive you know this!" Jor yelled as he saw the guards coming at them. "Like hell I'm leaving you Jor we will-" Fenrir's words stopped as he fell forwards the paralyzing venom of the arrows taking effect. Fenrir's body going limp dropping them both to the ground and with momentum they went down. As both brothers tumble their way to the bottom of the hill landing apart, as Fenrir's paralyzed body rolled by Jor stopping a few feet away. Fenrir tried to move but could barely breathe much less move a muscle. Jor knew what he had to do Fenrir was not going to forgive him for not saving himself. He only had the energy for one portal and he was not letting them chain his brother down again. "I'm sorry Fen." Jor said as he opened the portal under Fenrir. "Jor-" Fenrir fell through the portal like a ragdoll unable to stop anything from happening as Jor was left to Odin's forces again. This time by his own choice.

[valdederon]

FLAMES JOURNEY CHAPTER #18 the new masters stuborn aprentice and new discoveries

a week after nova had been released from the medical wing she continues training with valdederon the inpatient riolu wanting nothing but to go after the fire type who attacked her tribe. agressivly trying to blow through her training to no avail.

nova--when can we actualy go out to do some field work.

valdederon-- when you land a successful hit on me.

she growls and folds her arms kicking a broken in half training dumby.

nova--- your traing is to hard i want to do somthing about that dam … ughh.

she charges at him bone rush in hand and is triped up as valdederon moves his staff out at an angle catching her foot as he walks to the side making her tumble into the wall with a loud thud and smack her and she holds her nose after getting up and tears giving him puppy dog begging eyes.

valdederon-- drop the begging act it will never work on me. im no stranger to the princess eyes… as for that fire type how thf fuk do you expect to find him let alone defeat him when you cant even land a single furr on me. im an outworlder witch makes me far mroe powerful then the avereage fire type i can use many abilties not from this world.

nova growls and in a fit of anger throws a powerful aura sphere i golden shining ball of fury that rips a hole in the wall as it explodes splinters of wood and stone exploding evrywere valdederon pouncing onto nova and slaming her to the ground as a sizable chunk of stone flies past them nova yelping and shaking heavily scared of the sudden and loud blast.

nova --..w…w..what was that.

valdederon gets up and lifts the shaking and near crying riolu cearly still not acustom to loud noises as thunderstorms havent hit the airea yet monsoon season only 6 months away.

valdederon---- you ok hun.. are you not good with loud noises

she doesnt respond untill valdederon flicks her nose bringing her out of her fightned trance and she pounces into his chest fluff sobbing taill firmly between her legs boddy shaking heavily and valdederon rembering his sister always cried during a storm and instinctualy sits down rubbing her back. for 2 hours nova cries untill she is out of breath and whimpering and blushing.

valdederon--- take awhile to settle nova.. i know how it can be not beeing used to loud noises i wont tell anyone about this ok im here for you

he continues to rub her back calming down from her scare when she finaly calms to sniffles and gets up out of his fur her blue face red with blush.

nova---i..im ..s..sorry ..i..

valdederon flicks her nose and puts his paw on hier muzzle softly

valdederon---- you dont have anything to apologize about.. lets go get some lunch.

she nods quietly and hides behind valdederons fluff as they walk to the mess hall while valdederon goes through his mind trying to rember were he knows that type of aura then he rembers angering raykore and yelps recoling when she slamed a smaller one in his chest the size of a pea knocking the wind out of him..

valdederon--ill definatly need to callout for help on this one.. that aura is out of my element.. radiance type aura is rare.. oh were here .. you sill with me nova.

nova--- yea.. im..s.sorry for the mess

valdederon--- dont worry about it.. tomorrow ill call for help on some one who can train your aura abilities far better then i could.. youl get to meat my old master… youl like here.. she kind of teases me alot but she can also be quite….um… youl see.

nova--- you had a master once..

valdederon nods picking her up and setting her in a lifted chair in the mess hall and gets a couple plates of some chease cake and gives her a slightly larger chease cake then him self

nova---what is this.

valdederon--- its chease cake and its verry tastey after what you went though just now you deserve a treat.

shea tastes some with her claw and begins to dig in messily enjoying the chease cake and swiftly forgetting about the scare from earlier making valdederon smile .

valdederon-- chease cake realy does heal the soul doesn it ha ha ha..

[demoiselettes]

hello there<3 may i request tanjiro, muichuiro and zenitsu with a darling that has anger issues, they distance themselves from them because they dont want to. Lash out! How do they react to this? ( Remember to take a break:) )

Darling with anger issues

Pairing(s): Tanjiro x reader, Zenitsu x reader, Muichiro x reader

Category: hmm.. fluff? Slight angst?

Warning(s)/note(s): gn! Reader

Tanjiro Kamado

•He’s honestly very confused.

•He doesn’t exactly mind you having anger issues(as long as you don’t act out of line, he’s had bad experiences with Sanemi) but he’s very unsure of how to approach you

•He’ll do his best to stop you from getting angry often, but when he fails to ensure this, he’ll settle for simply remaining by your side and to listen to you vent, or just silently rubbing your back and patting your head, if you let him

•When he notices you growing distant, he’ll panic an awful lot

•He’s afraid he might’ve done something to upset you

•He’ll pick what he deems to be a good time of the day to talk to you, preferably when the two of you are alone

•Then he’ll just ask you if he did anything bad, like- him????

•When you tell him, you’re afraid you might end up taking your anger out on him and hence the reason why you’re distancing yourself from him, he’ll start to fret.

•He’ll assure you that he knows you won’t do anything as such even if there is a possibility that you might, and he tells you he can at least try to and help soothe you

•He’s just so desperate to have you stay, at this point he doesn’t even mind if you take it out on him since he’s so used to being there for everyone :(

•He’ll give you space, and he won’t pry into your personal affairs unless you want to talk to him about anything, but he’ll try his best to convince you to stay

Zenitsu agatsuma

•Zenitsu is slightly less understanding than Tanjiro in the beginning.

•He’ll be upset as to why you get angry rather quickly, often narrowing it down to it being his own fault

•And it’s worse when you start growing distant

•He’ll be so scared that he really messed up this time and the moment he sees you he’ll straight up pounce on you, clinging and sobbing and asking what he did wrong

•He won’t even give you time to answer in between his cries because he’s already apologizing for whatever he could have done wrong

•You’ll have to ruffle his hair to get him to calm down, then explain the actual reason why you’ve been growing distant

•He’ll be slightly scared at first that you might actually end up lashing out at him like so many people have before but his love for you is too much :(

•Like Tanjiro, he won’t pry into your personal affairs but he’ll do his best to get you to stay close to him

•He’s very affectionate.. so the times when you choose to stay away from him is basically torture

•He’ll follow you around like a lost puppy, barely saying anything but trying to listen to your emotions to figure out what to do to make you feel better

•If you do end up lashing out at him, he’ll just look down at the ground and try to hold make sobs i’m making myself cry rn

•But he still won’t give up. He might be upset for some time, but he always ends up running back to you, so please don’t hurt him :(

•When he starts to hear the anger in your tone, he’ll automatically be at the ready to comfort you if need be, he just has to be close to you

Muichiro Tokito

•I’d be surprised if he did notice.

•See, despite his love for you, Muichiro is often in a world of his own and has little sense of what is happening around him unless he’s on the battle field

•And since he prefers to be by himself, he might take some time to notice you growing distant

•But even Muichiro can get clingy and in need of affection at time, therefore when he’s on his way to get some good ol’ [Name] time and notices that [Name] isn’t really in the mood, he’ll start worrying

•He’ll directly confront you about it. He’ll be unintentionally blunt like, ‘it’s rude of you to avoid me’ which, in Muichiro language, translates to: ‘i need hugs pls gimme’

•While you’re explaining, he’ll get a vivid sense of familiarity, like he’s interacted with someone who used to get angry rather easily as well..

•But the memory is too far out of reach, skittering right on the edge of his brain and he finds it annoying to try and recall, so with a click of his tongue his attention is back on you.

•He’ll be quite unsure of how to react, but the one thing he’s certain of is that he loves you.

•And he can’t stand you growing distant.

•So he’ll do his best to give you time to sort things out, even willingly helping out if you accept his help just to show you that he doesn’t mind you having anger issues because he can help you deal with them

•He might get angry a couple of times when you take your anger out on him, and this might result in him not speaking to you for a short period of time

•He then either forgets what happened or he decides he isn’t going to let the problem go about unsolved and let it sour your relationship and he’ll pull you aside to have a serious talk with you, during which he’ll try to solve things out

•He doesn’t like beating around the bush and is much more keen to be upfront about problems, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t try to be considerate when talking to you even if at times he accidentally ends up saying something rather hurtful. He just really loves you

[groenendaze]

(I hope this question isn't too personal, and it's totally fine if you don't want to answer.) I have a young dog that I've considered rehoming but haven't, and I'm wondering if i should have/still should. How did you decide to keep Finch, back when you were considering rehoming? And at what point did you know that you had made the right choice? I love my little dude but i still wonder.

I can't answer whether or not you should rehome your dog - I don't know you, I don't know you dog, I dont know your situation. What I CAN tell you is what lead up to me wanting to rehome Finch and why I didn't.

This is going to be a little long so bear with me.

I've mentioned this before on this blog but it is not something I go into detail about often: Finch is reactive.

He has always been reactive. He was reactive before I even picked him up to take him home and he is still reactive. Should I have taken him home? Probably not. But I did and we managed. Finch is a type of dog that will never NOT be reactive. His reactivity can be managed, but it will never truly go away.

To give you some background, if you've ever met me or Finch in-person, and I've talked about Finch's breeder, you might have heard me say this before; Finch is a genetic fluke. He is the dog that people talk about when they say 'responsible breeding doesn't guarantee 100% temperamentally sound puppies all the time'. I met his parents before I got him, I met his older siblings from the same pairing. None of them had issues. His mom is still one of the most social and friendly Belgians I've ever met.

I got Finch when I was eighteen. He was supposed to be my first sport dog. I had just gotten out of college dorms and I wanted a dog that I could do sports with because I loved Sheba, but she could never be a sport dog for a multitude of different reasons (the biggest being physical issues that would lead to a very high risk of injury). I knew I wanted a Groen for a long time so I got Finch.

I don't know if I could properly stress how bad Finch was as a puppy - looking at my old tags on this blog is funny, because there were times that I was so stressed out about him that I cried myself to sleep, but on tumblr dot com all I would say was 'he is good 90% of the time, but that 10% is rough'. I didn't elaborate then because there is some sort of shame in getting a dog, only to have it be reactive in the way Finch was. I don't feel shame about it now: Finch would be labeled as a dangerous dog for the majority of his first year of life. He was a bite risk. In some very specific situations, he still is.

I enrolled Finch in puppy school when he was around five months old (I got him as an older puppy - around 4.5 months). Finch flunked out of puppy school for being a reactive shithead, so I ended up taking the same class twice just to try and get a handle on this behavior. Finch's breeder took the first session with us but didn't take the second one. I very vividly remember when the trainer asked to see Finch and have me leave the building to see if that affected his behavior, and when I came back in, she told me "Your dog just tried to bite someone". If you've never experienced that, I highly recommend against it because it's possibly one of the worst feelings in the world.

I ended up moving before I could take a third puppy class. I wasn't super comfortable with how the trainer handled dogs anyway and there weren't any fantastic trainers around me, so for a while, I kinda did things on my own. I resented Finch at the time and that wasn't something that was fair to him or to me at the time. That was the point where I almost sent him back because I was states away with no good dog trainer options that could even begin to handle a dog like Finch.

I can't tell you why I didn't send him back at that point. I don't think I know why I kept him. Or, at least, I don't remember. It might have been something to do with the social pressure of getting a purebred dog, trying to make your first entrance into the dog world, only to fail within a few months. It could have been because it was true that Finch was a good dog that 90% of the time. Again, I truly don't know why I didn't rehome him because I had all the right reasons to do so.

The most important thing to remember about rehoming a dog is that there's no shame in doing what is best for the dog and for you. Sometimes things don't work out, and that is okay. I got lucky with Finch. It worked out for me. But that might not be the case for you, and that is okay as well.

pic of me n finch at a barn hunt trial a couple weeks back <3

[chaos-writes-fanfiction]

Little Fighter

Pairings: post time skip dad Kyotani × fem!reader married couple

Warnings: Some cursing, fluff

You and Kentaro had been married for about 4 years now and had gotten married shortly after graduation having been together since your second year at Aoba Josai. You had a 3 year old son and you were currently 20 weeks pregnant with your second child. Today while Kentaro was at his practice for the Sendai frogs, your son was at daycare so you could go to your doctor’s appointment to find out the gender of your second baby.

“Well Mrs Kyotani, congratulations, you are having a girl” the doctor said

“Really a girl?” You asked

“Yes ma'am” the doctor said “and would you like the prints of the ultrasound?”

“Yes please, I’d like to show my husband and son” you said

“She’s looking very healthy, and is growing perfectly, you are half way through now” the doctor said.

A little bit later as you’re walking to the car from your appointment, you get a phone call from your son’s daycare saying there was an incident and that he needed to be picked up, you agree and try to call Kentaro but he doesn’t answer. You sigh and drive to the daycare. Once there you park and go inside.

“Hello I’m here to pick up my son Kyotani Kaii” you said

“Mrs. Kyotani, yes there was a incident with your son” the daycare worker said

“I was told that over the phone but wasn’t given any details, can you tell me what happened?” You asked

“Well you see Kaii, and the other children were outside playing when the after school kindergartners arrived and joined them outside. Kaii was on the swings by himself when one of the 5 year olds apparently pushed Kaii off the swing he scraped his hands and knees on the ground, then Kaii told him that wasn’t nice and punched him in the face before pushing him over.” The daycare worker said

“Why didn’t one of you stop this, Kaii is only three?” You asked angry

“One of the staff didn’t see anything until Kaii was getting up, then hitting and pushing the other child” she said

“We’re the other parents called and notified as well?” You asked

“Yes but they aren’t able to pick up their child yet” she said

“Bring me my son now” you said “I promise you Kaii will not be returning we will find elsewhere for him to have daycare”

“Mrs. Kyotani I assure you we’re handling this situation, theres no need for that” she said as another woman came out with Kaii and his backpack.

“No miss I assure you once my husband hears of this, he will not be happy either if you think I’m mad you’re lucky you didnt get him to pick up Kaii” you said

“We tried calling him too, but weren’t able to get a hold of him” she said

“Come on Kaii, let’s go see daddy” you said looking at him

He ran up to you, with his arms stretched up with grabby hands wanting to be held. You could see the scrapes on his hands.

“You’ve got to jump baby remember?” you asked

He nods and just looks at you eyes glassy with unshed tears as he gave you grabby hands again. You count to three with him and as he jumps you pick him up comforting him as you move him to your hip. He whines not wanting to be on your hip.

“Come on let’s go see daddy” you said as you walked out

You get to your car and put him in his car seat giving him kisses on his cheeks. He’s still whining a little bit. Once you’re back in the car you drive to the gym where your husbands practice is taking place. You park as close to the entrance as you can get to. Getting Kaii out of his carseat you hold his hand gently because of his scrapes as you walked into the gym where practice is being held.

When you walk in you see Kentaro practicing his serves. When Koganegawa notices you when the door opens.

“Kyo, your wife is here” he said

He turns and sees you, he hands Tsukishima the ball. You release Kaii’s hand and he runs to his dad.

“Daddy” he cried as he ran to him.

Kentaro scooped him up in his arms and held him close to his chest. When Kaii started crying into his dad’s neck.

“What happened?” He asked looking to you for answers

“After my appointment, I got a call from his daycare, asking me to pick him up” you said “they didnt tell me why until I got there, but one of the five year olds pushed him off the swing, he has scrapes on his hands and knees from his fall but he got right back up, punched and pushed over the five year old”

“He was mean” Kaii said

“That’s my mad puppy” he said kissing Kaii’s cheek

“No mad puppy” you said

“What, he stood up to someone bigger than him and only hit after he was hit first” he said “besides hes not going back there anyway”

“He is three Kentaro, no more mad puppy talk, anyway, I told them he’s not coming back, and that they’re lucky I went to pick him up and not you” you said

“Damn right I would’ve cussed their asses out” he said

“Taro! We dont need our toddler swearing” you scold him

“I’m sorry love” he said and he kissed your cheek

Thats when you saw Koganegawa and Tsukishima trying to stifle their laughs. They thought it was funny and rare sight to see the usually aggressive and confrontational Kentaro Kyotani being extremely soft around his wife and son. Kentaro tried to set Kaii down but he whined and held on tighter.

“Okay pup I’ll hold you but let’s go sit so mommy can rest” he said and he took your hand squeezing it as he led you to the benches so you could get off your feet.

“I wasn’t able to hold him how he wanted because I didn’t want him kicking the baby” you said placing your free hand on your bump.

“How was the appointment are they okay?” He asked moving Kaii to sit on his knee one arm around him still holding him so he can place his other hand on your bump too.

“Yes, doctor said they are very healthy and growing perfectly and I know if they are a boy or girl” you said

“Really?” He asked eyes widening “tell me already”

“We’re having a girl” you said smiling

He pulled you into a sweet kiss before leaning down and kissing your belly.

“I love you Taro” you said

“I love you too, all three of you” he said

Bonus:

“Boy or girl?” Koganegawa asked

“Girl” you said

Tsukishima started laughing and Koganegawa groaned.

“Pay up loser” Tsukishima said holding his hand out towards Koganegawa

He groaned again and walking over to his gym bag he pulled put the money and threw it at Tsukishima

“Childish” he said rolling his eyes as he picked up the money

“What did I just miss?” You asked raising an eyebrow at them

“We had a bet going on, as to who’s guess was right for the baby’s gender” Tsukishima said

“How much?” You asked

“Koga bet 5000 yen (about 45.00 usd) that the baby would be a boy” Kentaro said “while Tsuki bet 5000 yen it would be a girl”