#im sorry plant hormones im so sorry

[murducks]

i like desperately need to be studying for my botany exam on friday but actually my brain is being occupied by some redhead with identity issues

[jackmanbj]

happy wife, happy life

summary: your pregnancy mood swings are killing jack, he tried everything to get you happy but everything he tried fails.

requested by a lovely anon!💕

jack had just left the house to go get you some food, you wanted to stay home because this baby was kicking your ass.

jadore went with jack to go get your food so she could get some to.

stinka💕-baby what do you want?

you- i told you, canes.

stinka💕- i know baby, what do you want from canes?

you- oh sorry, can i get a 3 piece please?

stinka💕- of course

you put your phone down and started watching me before you.

not even 10 minutes into the the movie, you in tears, but it was to good to turn off.

jack helped jadore into her seat and placed her food down.

he quickly went to go get you so you can eat.

jack opened the door to seen you crying, eyes still glued to the screen, tissue in one hand and remote in the other.

“baby whats wrong??”

jack made his way over to you and wiped your tears off with his thumb.

“nothing..the movie is so sad though jack..” “baby, lets go eat mmh?” “ok..”

jack helped you up and started helping you make your way down the stairs to jadore and your food.

“whats wrong mommy?”

that made you cry even more, just jadore making sure her mommy was ok made you cry.

jadore noticed you starting to cry once again so she hopped out her set as fast as she could and ran over to hug your leg.

you bet down to pick her up.

“mommys ok sweet girl, lets eat eat?”

“yes!”

you brought jadore back to her seat and your both started eating.

“mm jack this is so good, want some?”

jack walked over a took a huge bit of your food and you just looked at him.

“really jack? i dont even want it anymore.” “baby finish your food!” “no! i dont want it anymore.”

you got up and picked up your phone and started walking back upstairs to watch your movie.

a few minutes later jack walked into the room with the word sorry written on his forehead that looked like it was written by a three year old.

because it was.

“read my forehead babe.”

you looked at his forehead and immediately giggled.

“really? i hope thats washable.”

“it is mamas, now do you forgive me?”

“yes baby boy i forgive you.”

jack had the biggest grin on his face as he walked over to you.

he stood on the side of the bed where you were, arms open.

you quickly got up to hug him.

“jack..”

“yes ma”

“i love you.”

“i love you more baby, more then anything in this fucking world.”

jack leaned down to kiss you and you quickly kissed him back.

jack started rubbing on your stomach, bending down to talk to her and kiss her.

jack planted 3 kisses on you before opening his mouth.

“hi baby, mommy and daddy cant wait to meet you, you’re going to be so spoiled by everybody, i love you so much. you have an amazing mom, sister, and uncles.” jack planted a few more kisses over your stomach before looking up to fine you once again crying.

“babe.”

“im sorry! that was just so sweet!”

jack chuckled and pressed play on your movie.

every once in awhile, sad scenes would come up making you cry but jack would always calm you down.

until the movie ended.

you were right expecting the most happiest ending ever.

but it wasn’t, in fact it was the saddest ending you genuinely ever seen.

and you wouldn’t stop crying, lord knows it was just the baby but jack knew it was hormones and the only way for you to stop crying like this would be for you to go to sleep.

“baby how about you go to sleep.”

you shook your head no then got up and went to the bathroom.

“wheres jadore?”

“taking a nap mamas why?” jack got up and made his way to the doorframe of the bathroom.

“nothing, i was just checking.”

you reached for the shower handle losing your balance but jack was quick to catch you.

“unt unt, mamas go lay down, you can shower later fuck that.”

“jack! i wanna shower now!” “no ‘cause you almost bussed your fucking ass, go to the bedroom.”

jack pointed to the room implying for you to go there.

you simply huffed and rolled your eyes.

at this point, you simply wanted to take your shower and relax, but no.

‘just because i was about to fall doesn’t mean im not capable of taking a fucking shower.’

you thought to yourself as jack finally walked into the bedroom to join you on the bed.

“ma.”

you simply looked at him before pulling out your computer.

jack reached over and took the computer out of your lap and closed it, placing it on his side of the bed.

you quickly pulled on his earlobe.

your nails pressing together slightly as jack whined in pain.

“give me my fucking computer jackman thomas.”

“yes ma’am.”

as soon as you let jack go he reached to grab your computer rubbing his ear in pain.

you took a look at jack to realize he was pouting and rubbing his ear.

“aww come here stinka.”

you pulled jack into your chest as he fake cried.

“jack baby im sorry.”

“you almost killed me!”

“dont you think thats a bit dramatic?”

you moved jack curls out the way exposing that huge forehead and kissed forehead before gently placing them back.

“jack your forehead is huge, i hope sarija doesn’t have a forehead like that, i was so happy when jadore didn’t”

“THATS UNNECESSARY! you know what, i hope they dont have your high. since you know, your 5’5 on a good day.”

jack leaned up to whisper in your ear “its never a good day.”

you push his head off your chest while giggling and jack was full out belly laughing.

“are you finally happy ma? youve been crying all day.”

you quickly pouted.

“im kidding babe.”

jack placed a kiss on your lips and you quickly smiled.

“im going take my shower jack.”

“take it in the morning, lets go to sleep.”

“fine.”

you laid down once again slightly agitated, jack reached over to rub your bump and of course you let him but you let out a angry huff

jack realized you were once again upset but decided to let you sleep and not speak on it.

‘im going to have to deal with this the whole rest of this pregnancy’ jack thought as he kissed your cheek rubbing your belly.

[thisisxli]

Shinso x amab reader who is momo's sibling headcanons?

Omggg yes! I already have so many headcannons in mind for this!!💗💗 Im rlly glad I'm getting reqs, tysm for sending them in. :)

Shinso in s7 is SOO fine too😭 he's always been fine. he needs more attention so I'm rlly glad to write abt him!!!

Shinso Hitoshi x GN!Reader(amab/momo's sibling)

Rs: Shinso Hitoshi x GN!Reader (amab)

Warnings: mild angst, mentions of war, small break up, mentions of disability, suggested themes(small nsfw)

Tags: Shinso finds out he's prob bi or gay, Shinso is MEAN, fluff, awkward Shinso, sweet GN!Reader, Reader is super down bad for Shinso(I don't blame), Reader is injured badly but they're okay, Reader gets permanent injuries, Shinso lives happily with reader

wc: 1.3k

First impression/how you met:

You both met each other through Bakugou after the sports festival was announced to start soon. To be quite frankly, Bakugou was being rude and was talking MAD shit on other people that was in other classes. You seriously didn't want any enemies. You weren't super smart and analyzing like your sister but.. if there was one thing you were really good at was being civil or.. friendly? You didn't even know if that was like a talent thing..

When you first saw him, your first thought was literally the word 'cute.' You didn't talk to him though. You just watched him as he talked.. you were kind of embarrassed because of how hard you were staring.

When Shinso first saw you, he didn't think much at first. It wasn't until he saw you going at it at the sports festival that made him want to work with you at the calavry battle. You were huge help and he could almost thank you, but he didn't. He could also even say he was sorry for brainwashing you.. but he wasn't.

How feelings started to develop:

You were pretty pissed at him after the sports festival.. But after awhile, you let it go and started to see him in the halls a lot more often. Not only was he just 'cute', he started to become FINE to you. You assumed that's when you started liking him? He was super laid-back and weird in a good way, super attractive to you. Your hormones told you occasionally from time to time to have him to choke you with his biceps. You noticed he was starting to bulk too. Even in your big and grand walls, your sister was disgusted with your fantasies and was constantly flustered by how far they could go. "(Y/N)! Who's been teaching you all these things?!?!"

Shinso had to work on a project in his class and he decided to pick someone from the hero course. Of course, he was closer to some in class 1B but your class had way more experience with combat outside of training and went head on with villains. You took the opportunity immediately when you saw it but... Unexpectedly, he was rather.. rude at first. That was a major turn off. So while working on his project, all you two did was bicker almost the whole entire time. When he was painting his canvas to a much more white color, you had tripped and face planted onto the canvas, earning a huge laugh from Shinso from which you had never heard of before. Half of your face was white. You quickly cleaned your face with some wipes you created before you dipped your hand entirely in the paint bucket, smearing it all over his face. That's when it was your turn to laugh when he stopped.

"S-sorry! Sorry! I'll wipe it off," you smile at him, ripping more wet wipes and rubs at his face. While you were attentive on cleaning his painted skin, he was staring at you the whole time. Blushing furiously. The white paint helped on concealing it. But boy did he really want to kiss you. It was odd. He didn't really.. have this kind of feeling for someone that he didn't really consider a girl. He didn't know at this point, oh well.

How you get together:

Although you don't see each other very often due to being in different classes, you both would see each other after school ended. He was very hesitant at first and was sort of nervous... but he stuck through with it and asked you out on the walk home.

"Can I be your boyfriend?" It was an odd way of asking someone out that way, but you found it really sweet because it symbolized how he felt about you in a way. But of course, you said yes.

Kisses/first kiss:

He never kissed before so needless to say, it was very... awkward and stiff. You lightly laughed it off and offered to teach him which he embarrassingly accepted. He came to your house which was really large.. And he was allowed inside your room which was like 5x the size of his room?! How was your walls not paper-thin?

You two cuddled in your bed watching movies on your big ass TV before you decided to lean up against him, pressing your lips firmly against his. "Just follow my lead, 'kay?" He wasn't really religious but boy was he praying so hard at that moment trying not to fumble. He moved his lips with yours, matching your pace slowly. It started to become a little stuttery and sloppy just when you licked his lips. You two started to french but was caught by your butler. Your butler quickly waltzes his way out the room, promising not to snitch when he quietly shuts the door.

Small-break up/arguments:

"'Toshi!" You were running after him after he told you that your relationship couldn't work. Simply because you both didn't see each other enough and that knowing what big fight was coming up, he didn't want to lose you. He knows your class would be the first to throw themselves out there to beat ass or to get their ass beat. No in between. You were nearly on the verge of crying and he was just walking away from you, trying his best to ignore you but you didn't know. So you left him be.

War/aftermath of War:

You were injured. Badly.

Shinso stayed by you almost full time but when you woke up, you vividly remembered him. To him, this was almost every man's nightmare. He didn't want you to forget him; no, not at all. Not after what he did to you. He hurt you. He didn't mean to, he truly didn't.

You didn't completely forget him which was fine... but you did have to try to recall on things you barely remembered and just went by the information that Shinso was.. your ex? Your boyfriend? He wasn't so sure of himself.

Even then, you started to find him cute again. You gained feelings. And you fell in love, again. Over time, some memories that were vastly missing came back.

"I'm glad I got to fall in love with you all over again, 'Toshi," you murmur in his ear, hugging him tighter. Shinso nearly cries at that.

Meeting your sibling:

Momo was... wary of him at first. She kept her filter whenever he did something she wasn't very fond of but nonetheless, he was okay. Maybe there was a few screws loose and he needed to work on his sleeping schedule sometimes but other than that, he was okay. She was just glad that he made you happy.

What he loves about you(Adults) :

He loves when he comes home from work and sees you sprawled out in bed, knocked the fuck out with a merch blanket of him wrapped around you.

He LOVES teasing you in public sometimes. He's not really one for PDA most of the time, but he plants his hand to your thigh from time to time before it slides up a bit, squeezing a part in your thigh that was a little too close up to the groin.

He doesn't love it when you're in danger, of course not.. You were perfectly capable of handling yourself but since you weren't really a hero anymore because of an injury, he swoops you right off your feet when something happens. He cherishes it every time to see your eyes sparkle at him.

Loves rubbing your lower back for some reason. Sometimes his hand just lays on top of your butt... But you don't question it and just let him cling to you.

Fun Fact:

Before you two started dating, he was supposed to send you an embarrassing picture of him as a kid with a buzz cut, but he accidentally sent it to Monoma who leaked it throughout the entire grade of first years.

He was very sulky and pissed but you reassured him that he looked very cute and made sure you gave him lots of attention and kisses.

a/n: sorry for the small delay :) I hope you enjoyed it. Check out my other works if you enjoyed. <3

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[mbappeward]

when you are unable to sleep during pregnancy - kylian mbappe imagine

sleep, the word that used to have you on edge with pure anticipation and bliss was now torture to you. the way you twisted and turned from side to side, only to have your belly block your attempt at adjusting yourself made you want to cry out of frustration. looking down at your belly, you gave it a glare, starting to talk to your baby. "i cant wait until you come out," you huffed again, thinking how the baby was probably having the time of its life inside your belly while you were here dying. your head travelled slowly from your belly, up to your sleeping husband. he seemed to be in the most comfortable position ever, hugging his pillow dearly as he slept in his stomach, adding to his little soft snores that brought flavour to the room. you envied the way he slept so peacefully on his stomach when you could barely turn to the side without having the heavy baby prevent you from doing so, and so you unwillingly let out a small whimper from the overthinking that corrupted you.although your husband slept very well, he learned to be extremely cautious with you at times like this. it was probably the reason why he flinched when he heard your little whimper, looking up with squinting eyes as he panicked without knowing what the problem was. you jolted at his reaction, seeming more like he scared you rather than you being the one to scare him, it made you laugh. *what's wrong??" he sat up, his hands making their way to lift up your shirt so that he could ease his hands through your belly, a sigh rushing past your lips at the touch of his hands. "nothings wrong, I just, i cant seem to sleep so comfortably…" you spoke guilty. he looked like he was upset just because his eyes were taking a bit too long to adjust to the lights, expression looking like he was throwing a glare towards you. his hand left your belly for a split second to pull his hair back and to rub his eyes before fully letting them open. his hands immediately coming back to you."aw baby, I'm sorry, are you experiencing any type of cramping or anything? you're okay right?" he confirmed, you nodding your head to his question so that he knew it was nothing that serious. he breathed out, slumping back on the bed as his eyes closed for a quick minute before opening them up again, looking towards you. "are you sleepy?" you heard him ask. you closed your eyes before nodding at him. "very, kylian, I just wish I could sleep comfortably for one night, it's been weeks since I got a full nights sleep," you sniffed, your hormones taking a toll on you as your tears unwillingly fell from your eyes. you looked down in shame as you didn't want to put him through a tough time in the middle of the night, he was sleeping so well and you had to let your discomfort get the best of you. kylian moved behind you, making sure that you were fit perfectly in between his legs. it was a position where you were leaned back against his chest, with his hands coming around your waist while stroking your baby bump. you felt him plant some little kisses on your shoulders as you looked up. "im sorry I woke you up," you sighed, trying to feel every kiss that he was giving you. "you're so, so strong, and I need you to know that always. carrying a baby is not easy, at all, and I'm so proud of you for dealing with it in such a mature way. now stop apologizing, you're way more important than my sleep, and honestly, I don't mind holding you like this, it's not often I get to do it," he smiled. you lifted your head up to look at him, and you met with his adorning gaze looking down at you just as brightly. he playfully leaned down to bite your lower lip before kissing it and getting back to his normal position. kylian started to talk about his day, the training he had, about the baby, and everything more he could tell you, you tried to the best of your ability to stay awake but you couldn't help the sudden urge of sleepiness you felt for yourself. and before you knew it, kylian widened his eyes at your soft snores before he laughed, sleeping in the position you were in now, afraid he might wake you up.

[m1tsuwa]

i actually work in a weight stigma lab and do research on cross cultural perceptions of body weight but focus on american culture. im also pre-med and anthropology/global health so i feel very strongly about that kind of stuff. like really? you look at someones body and just decide that they have x, y, and traits? what about environment? genetics? metabolic disorder? emotional trauma? medications, underlying conditions? in recovery? eating disorder? congenital disease? hormone therapy? chemo? you literally Never ever know. im lucky to have been raised in an accepting environment where i learned about good health practices AND had access to 1) sports for my entire childhood and adolescence, 2) nutritious and healthy food, 3) a mom who was able to cook every day for my family, 4) plant based diet and nutritional variety, 5) local parks/greenery/pools.

think about how much of the population has access to none of those things. probably the majority! and those who have access to 1 or more gets incrementally smaller as you add on factors.

religious, cultural, linguistic, socioeconomic, etc. barriers are all very real barriers to healthcare, food educatjon, food in general besides ultra processed fast food, etc. like im sorry but i dont look at fat ppl and think wow im so much better and hotter than you and my worth > yours because i wear smaller pants. i actually usually dont think anything besides the basic and immediate reaction we all have as humans to people—categorizing them by easily available (visual) info. i see someone and my brain is automatically like this is a skinny white woman or this is a fat asian man or this is a scene person whose gender i cant détermine. that is literally the extent. if you can unlearn these idiotic ideas and conflations of health/weight/habjts as beinf inextricably related, then you will judge others less. and yourself for that matter. ok rant over sorry.

obviously yeah a lot of weight and health comes from personal choices and lifestyle but like??? can you think of a single example of ANY choices we make that exist in a vacuum? purely of our free will? i dont think so. applies to everything. shrug

[dizzybizz]

ok i need someone elses (especially- but not exclusively- other afab autistics, cis or trans) thoughts on this shit cause im losing my goddamn mind i just have so many feelings about gender and its fucking me up

ok so.

ive always sorta felt disconnected with my gender and i dont think me being autistic helps with it either. what with trying to pinpoint feelings and all that being hard. and it has i guess planted a lot of doubt surrounding my thoughts and feelings about my own gender in my mind. i question if everything im feeling is just bc im autistic. which is why im making this post!! i just need some outside perspectives and thoughts and i guess i want to know that im probably not alone in my struggles with this.

idk how i wanna structure this post but ill just write down the things that come to mind.

like before i hit puberty i was not into the idea of it at all. and before i had considered the fact that i might be trans, i thought it was just because i didnt like the thought of change. and i think thats normal, being hesitant about puberty.

BUT uhm. now im not religious. but i vividly remember praying to god that i would at least be as late a bloomer as possible. if not, never ever going through afab puberty. and i always felt more inclined towards amab puberty, and i thought it was a MUCH better deal than whatever afab puberty was going to do with me.

and i feel really silly writing this cause that does not sound like something a normal cis girl would do or think... and i feel quite confident in me being not cis. but i guess this is just a post to seek some validation in my suspicion and feelings. but i also want to know if it is an experience others share.

my gender thoughts as i call them have been particularly prevelant since 2019, thats when i think i first started contemplating whether i might just actually be trans. at that time i believe it was more towards the non binary, but nowadays its ftm

and i just idk. im kinda lost and lonely here, i havent talked about with any family members which are the people i spend most of my time with currently. i wanted to get the perspective of people who are also autistic and might relate to the gender feelings and yeah

and ok no sorry, jumping back, cause its always at its worst before and during shark week (like right now :)) and that has also thrown me off quite badly

cause what if its just pms, or just some kinda hormone imbalance or some shit like that. am i crazy cause sometimes i feel like im driving myself mad with this stuff. is it common to have really intense thoughts about gender anytime your period is about to kick in.

also growing up with a younger brother (who also has a whole ass army of guy friends) when you have these thoughts is fucked up ngl who allowed this. youre telling me he gets to just get that puberty for free. fucking hell wtf

sorry i lost it pls just idk tell me your thoughts wherever, replies, i think im turning off reblogs for this but, my inbox or dms anything ok thanks so much, means the world

[seaside-werewolf]

tell me about your plants!!

(SORRY ANON I WENT TO BED BEFORE I SAW THIS! BUT I LOVE YOU!!!)

I have 7 plants in my room at the moment that I really really love, although I have a couple others around the house that I couldn't fit in anywhere else rip (including a massive monstera that is honestly outgrowing our tiny house, no windows or corners are big enough for it!)

The tallest plant in my room is one of my snake plants (Dracaena trifasciata) Not a great picture of it but it's doing really well! Its weird, i've seen some places say snake plants (or Tigers Tail, also a cool name) grow slow which is just not true, they grow incredibly fast if kept well especially over the spring and summer! The new leaf on the righthand side of the pot only started sprouting a couple months ago! The newer leaves on the bottom left are actually a separate plant I decided to put into this pot since there's still lots of space and snake plants often are kinda clumped together and have offshoots around the main oldest bits of the plant. Tbh, I should have left it longer to repot, I got too excited :' ) Snake plants actually like being quite cramped and you can/should leave them a good long while before repotting but mine luckily didn't see to mind! I really love the patterns on snake plants leaves, they are much stronger and lighter when the leaves are new and then do fade with age but they're so lovely :' )

I have a second snake plant that I rescued outside someones university accommodation when i was a student- They left it probably because they thought they killed it, but snake plants are very hard to kill and specifically come from environments where they get very little water, so tbh it was absolutely not a lost cause so it was sad they left it behind! That tall leaf at the back thats out of frame? One of the newer leaves that only started growing this year- shows how fast they grow! You can see which are the oldest leaves at the bottom, the damage on them is from its old home :' ) But it's been very happy! Did you know snake plants only release oxygen at night? They've adapted to do it because it stops them from getting dehydrated during the day! It's also good to dust the leaves or use a damp cloth to wipe them, helps them make the best use of the sunlight they get, I also give them a liquid plant food in the spring/summer, not that they super need it but just to give them a lil boost.

One plant that im very very proud of at the moment is my Silver Satin Pothos :' ) (Epipremnum aureum), sometimes called Devil's Ivy which is kind of a cool name. Most people probably have seen a Golden Pothos, which I think is the most common variety around, but my favourite is the Silver Satin variety because of the cool-toned colours and the amazing leaf patterns! Pothos love climbing and in the wild climb up their host trees (and can kill them if left unchecked...), i've been trying to think for a while of where I can move mine to so it can climb but I still haven't totally decided! In the direct sunlight, the leaves glimmer a little which is very very pretty. The difference between the size of leaves on a houseplant Pothos and a wild one is also insane, their leaves get absolutely Huge in the wild! They can also flower but it is rare, they have a hormone deficiency in their genes which is why it is so rare, although you can artificially get them to flower by spraying them with a gibberellic acid mix thing, I don't know a ton about it though, I'm happy to leave mine alone haha.

Here's one of my slowest growing plants though, a Green Trumpet Jade, or Finger Jade (Crassula ovata)! It's technically a Gollum Jade, but the interesting difference is caused by a mutation due to a bacteria, mycoplasma, which makes the normally flat leaves curl up into tubes! I can never get good pictures of my one but its a really decent size and I've had it for years, my oldest plant! Gollum Jades can live 100+ years and are sometimes passed down between generations!! In the very bottom of the picture you can see the babies, the leaves are fragile and pretty easy to knock off, so when that happens I just pop them into some soil and quite often they will begin to root!

Okay so this is my newest plant and it has absolutely exploded, its been so fast growing! It has doubled in size from when I got it at the end of May. It's called Inchplant, or Wandering Spiderwort (Tradescantia Zebrina) it also has an unfortunate common name that is rightly being phased out/called out more recently. A lot of people have these as hanging plants, but there's not really anywhere to hang plants in my room since it's small so I've opted to tie it to supports to encourage it to grow upwards instead. I got this one for the colour because it's just amazing! Never seen such pink/purple leaves before : ) The pink comes from anthocyanins I believe, specifically Inchplants like mine are bred to have higher levels of anthocyanin, the only way this really affects houseplants like this is they need slightly more light because less green in a plant means less chlorophyll.

Ahhh I feel like this answer is getting kind of long now so I might stop there hhdhfkj, my two other plants in here though are a Dragon Tree (Dracaena Marginata) which hopefully one day will move from window to floor as it gets bigger! And also my quite new Parlour Palm (Chamaedorea Elegans), it is a pretty popular houseplant but also slow growing, so it takes a long long time to get as big as some of the ones you see in fancy house decor photos, but I'm hoping mine will get to that point one day!

Thanks for indulging me anon, I love talking about my plants :" )

[venusandsaturnsrings]

oh no it's breeding season and ur caught up between a wolf (wrio) and a fox (taru) and they both want u all creampied and ready for their babies oh nooooooooo

(yes ive been fantasizing being squished between them and their big fat thick cocks and getting bred all day everyday in bed in shower asleep awake hrrrrtdnsjdbfjjfkd)

THIS IS REAL!! wrio stole my heart swiftly and i could actually talk abt how meaningful he is to me personally as a character im so serious… first story quest i cried during im not joking i SOBBED

sorry this is sort of yandere?? they’re both terribly toxic i’m sorry taru is like that by nature and wrio is a ball of jealousy… thinks abt making a whole fic abt this like my ancient taru n diluc one… hmm… ponders…

they’re an… interesting duo, for lack of better words. a felon that’s feared worldwide and the warden that kept, and lost, him briefly. should they be introduced as purely animals, they’d have major territory beef. both very possessive creatures but, if they play their cards right, a dangerous concoction. the agreement and consequential relationship they share is not one borne of any commonalities or good intentions, it’s simply out of convenience. two big strong men is better than one, no?

wolf and fox mating seasons occur at the same time so the ‘contract’ of sorts is sealed shortly before nothing but instinct takes over them both.

Wriothesley is careful in his planning, meticulously keeping eyes on you via his over world connections. he keeps a notebook in a locked drawer, not that anyone would dare to search through his quarters, with every little detail of your likes, dislikes, dreams, and virtues. to not have such knowledge of you would be disrespectful, he concludes in a slightly deluded manner. nonetheless, he adds small photos and clippings of products you’ve used into the pristinely kept book.

Ajax takes things upon himself. to allow anyone else in his life, minus that wolf, to perceive you in a desirable light would be atrocious. has he disposed of other suitors? that’s nothing you need to worry about. he can be found trailing your scent around like a hormonal kit, picking up on every slight change in your mood or, god forbid, your arousal. when you’re safe in the sanctuary of home, he’s happily heading back to his temporary but luxurious apartment in Fontaine to prepare the necessary space and items for the upcoming season. his ears and tail are flipping happily the whole time.

when the time finally comes, you don’t have much space to think before a gruff and irritable looking prison warden is nosing you in the direction of Ajax’s place, grumbling about how it’s best you follow directions. you’re most certainly flustered by his scent, a musky floral that’s faintly spicy, as his right hand is planted on your lower back; not may words are shared between the two of you. when Ajax opens the door, he’s practically vibrating out of his skin, cheerily tugging you inside to rub his face against your neck affectionately. he’s very talkative during his ruts as opposed to Wrios near perpetual silence. he rambles on and on about how they’ll take such good care of you as hands begin removing your clothing from behind. Ajax smells like oranges and ginger with an earthy undertone that combines surprisingly nicely with Wrios smell.

they’re all over you in more ways than one and you’ll be lucky if you can move at the end of the season.

[samaraj]

Title - Second Chances - Bonus Chapter “Gigi”

Pairings - Sy x reader

Warnings - Smut, insecurities/body issues, childbirth

You were 38 weeks pregnant with your second daughter, your first baby with your husband Sy. It was a hot summer day and you were feeling so uncomfortable. You tried not to let it show as you were over at your friend Karen’s place for a BBQ. She was married to Neil, one of Sy’s soldiers in the army and you spent a fair bit of time together. You watched as Crimson continued to jump from the side of the pool into Sy’s arms and laugh. She’d just started school and was growing up so fast. Your heart swelled as you watched Sy plant a big sloppy kiss on her cheek.

“No running Crim! You can stand on the side but no running on the wet cement!” You rolled your eyes as Sy gestured for you to calm down. You knew she was safe with him, but your hormones were a mess lately. That combined with the sight of your husband’s muscular physique in the pool. You’d avoided intimacy lately because you felt fat and were embarrassed to tell Sy. He’d just returned from his last overseas assignment, which meant he had been apart from you for months. While he seemed in awe of your body, you felt insecure. He left you when you were only three months into this pregnancy and you weren’t even showing. When he returned you were into your seventh month and you felt like he’d missed out on a lot.

“Hey mumma bear relax”. Karen handed you a glass of punch and sat down in the chair opposite you. “She’s with a soldier and an army captain. They protect the country so think Crimmy is pretty safe”.

“I know”. You huffed as you looked down at your swollen ankles. “I’m just … hot and bothered”.

“She’ll be here soon”. Karen laughed. “You over it huh?”

“I’m just … so much bigger than I was last time! I mean look at my belly! And she’s measuring big Karen. Crim was six and a half pounds. They’re telling me that this girl will be closer to eight and a half!”

“Look at her Daddy!” Karen laughed. “What did you expect? An itty bitty baby?”

You groaned and through your head back. You were defiantly ready to have this baby.

“I’m going to go swim with Neil and Crim. Looks like Sy’s coming over to check on you”. Karen touched your shoulder as she walked past. You watched as she whispered something to Sy on the way and you rolled your eyes. You knew they were all worried about you lately.

“Hey beautiful”. Sy grabbed a beer and sat down next to you. He rubbed the towel he was carrying over his chest and arms before leaning in to kiss you.

“I’m not beautiful”. You pouted. “I’m as big as a whale Sy!”

“You don’t get to decide what I think Sugar. You’re beautiful”. Sy took a long sip of his beer. “Fucking sexy too I might add”.

“Sexy?” You scoffed as you finished off your punch.

“Yeah sexy. You heard me woman”. Sy’s hand rubbed your stomach. “You gonna give me another beautiful daughter real soon honey. I’m just so sorry I missed watching you grow”.

“Sy I feel ..” Your bottom lip trembled. Darn your hormones! “I want her out. Im just tired and I feel ..”

“I know love. You’re doing so well Sugar, you know that? You’re my Queen and you’re carrying her and doing an amazing job already”. Sy kissed your hand. “Im so proud of you”.

Something inside you stirred whenever he praised you. You snuggled into him and breathed in his scent.

“You’re my good girl aren’t you love? You like that huh? Wish we were alone right now”. Sy whispered into your ear. “What did the doc say huh? There were a few things we could try to bring on labor?”

“Sy!”

“We tried spicy food, the bump car ride ..” Sy laughed then kissed your neck. “But you haven’t let me touch you for going on a month now”.

“I feel fat”. You whispered. “I’m not the same Sy.. when you left I had this cute little belly and nice boobs. Now I’m just huge”.

“Sugar” Sy cupped your face. “I love you. I’m telling you I want you all the time. I love how you’ve changed, I love experiencing this with you. Crimson is my girl you know that but this right here ..” Sy touched your belly. “This is my baby growing inside of you. Do you know what that does to me huh? Knowing that I made her with you?”

“You still want me? Really?”

“Really! I haven’t pushed you because I don’t want you to have that pressure”. Sy paused. “We dont even have to have sex. But I just want to touch you .. make you feel good”.

“Sy I’ve wanted you for weeks. I just feel like I’m big .. I’ve got some stretch marks on my thighs!”

“My opinion is what should matter to you. I don’t fucking care about stretch marks!”

You covered your face on your hands, feeling stupid. Why didn’t you just tell Sy how you were feeling before?

“I’m sorry Sy”.

“No worries Love. Just talk to me ok?” Sy smiled at you. “My wrist has been sore with how much jacking off ive had to do”.

“Sy!!”

“Well it’s the truth! Got this beautiful sexy woman in my bed but cant touch her. Been driving me crazy”.

“I should have spoken to you. I’ve been going crazy too .. watching you working out so much at our gym. Sy you’re .. hot”.

“You think I’m hot? Sugar this is all yours darling”. Sy winked at you as he gestured to himself.

“I love you”.

“I love you too beautiful”.

You felt a weight lift off your shoulders. You missed Sy so much. Sure he was home and it was great to be able to have help with Crimson, but you missed that closeness you both had. You felt frustrated that you’d bought it upon yourself.

You spent the afternoon in the pool and enjoying the BBQ that your friends had organized before it was time to head home. Crimson was exhausted, and you felt much the same.

You managed to get your daughter in the shower while Sy made her a smoothie and put on her favourite movie. You spent some time cuddling on the lounge with your two favorite people before Sy carried her off to bed before the movie credits after she fell asleep.

“You tired love?” Sy stood at the foot of the bed and with one hand reached behind his head and pulled off his t shirt. You were laying back, propped up by some pillows as you watched him. You felt your face heat up when he winked at you. “Can I give you a massage?”

“Would you? My legs hurt and my feet … Jesus Sy I can’t even see them”.

“Just relax sweetheart”.

You moaned as soon as Sy’s hands made contact with your calves. Soon he was massaging your skin and easing the tension away.

“Feel good love?”

“Mmmm”

He continued to the point when you were completely relaxed before he eased your thighs apart and started massaging your inner thighs. At this point you were moaning.

“Can I touch you Sugar?”

“Yes Sy”. You felt your husbands hands take hold of either side of your cotton underwear before pulling them off your legs. Soon his fingers were massaging your clit and you were momentarily shocked at the noises coming from your own mouth. You were moaning like a porn star.

Sy’s mouth was suddenly on you, sucking on your clit while easing a finger inside your body. You looked down from in between your legs and wished you could see him over your big belly. You could see him moving his own hips against the mattress and you almost came at the sight.

“Sweetest pussy”. Sy murmured before his mouth covered you.

“Sy please”. You were panting and holding your full breasts through your t shirt.

“Cum for me sugar”. Sy’s mouth alternated between kissing, sucking and using his tongue before you found your release with a cry of his name.

“How was that babe?”. Sy kissed your thigh and moved up so that you could see him.

“So good Sy. I want you inside me”..

“No Sugar. I can wait till after she comes. I just wanted to make you feel good”.

“Please Sy .. I’m ready”. You stared at him. “I need you”.

“Sugar ..”

“Sy I’m ok”. You pulled at his shoulders but quickly realized your belly was just too big. You through your head back with a groan. “I want you but I’m just .. I’m too big! I can’t see how this will work!”

“You want me huh?” Sy smirked at you before moving up on his knees and helping you up with his hands. He got off the bed and motioned for you to lie on the edge. He pulled under your ass until he had you right where he wanted you. “This ok Sugar?”

“How …”

“Been doing some reading. Oh wait!”

He moved to grab one of your pillows and placed it behind your head.

“There you go love”. Sy bent over you to kiss you lips. “Now open up those legs for me darling”. His hands rubbed at your hips until you spead your legs open.

“Sy”. You moaned as you watched him stand up and look between your outstretched thighs. His thumb was on your clit while he stroked himself with his other hand.

“So beautiful”, Sy was mesmerized by you. “Why’d you ever shy away from me Sugar?”

“Please Sy ..”

“You tell me if at any stage you feel uncomfortable won’t you love?”

“Yes”

You felt him rub his cock up and down your drenched opening a few times before he started pushing inside you. His hands moved to your knees, keeping you spead wide for him. You moaned as he took his time with you, easing in slowly while whispering words of praise along the way.

“Good girl, that’s it love. You’re such a good girl taking me so well”.

“Sy!” You felt yourself get wetter and knew that he felt it by the way that he clenched his jaw in an effort not to thrust into you.

“Fuck you’re gripping me love. You feel so good … oh Sugar I’ve missed you”.

“Sy .. you can go faster ., please. I’m ok”.

“Shhhh love. I don’t need anything but this feeling. I can take all night with you. You just lay there looking like a goddess for me ok?”

You reached up to your t shirt and pushed it up, exposing your heavy breasts and watched as Sy’ mouth dropped open. Your hands held them as you watched Sy lick his lips.

“You trying to kill me?” He grunted as he tentatively thrusted into you. “This ok love?”

You nodded as your hands caressed your breasts. Your fingers rubbing across your sensitive nipples.

“You’re so beautiful”.

“Sy please I need more”

“Yeah? Anything for you Sugar”. Sy started thrusting into you but you were well aware that he wasn’t giving you his entire length. You knew he was being careful but your body also knew that it wasn’t getting it’s complete fill of him.

“Sy! You’re only half way in”.

“How’d you know that?” Sy smirked as he continued to move inside you. “You can’t see over this beautiful belly”.

“I can feel you! I know you’re holding back. Please Sy let me feel you”.

“Let me know it it hurts ok?”

You watched as he thrusted fully into you before scanning your face. When he heard you moan he did it again.

“Fuck”. Sy muttered as he started building a rhythm. “This ok love? Baby ok?”

“Yes Sy. Don’t stop!”

“Ok ma’am”

Sy pushed your thighs apart until they were practically touching the mattress. He fell forward, supporting his weight on his arms that were on either side of your head. You could feel your release building and the intensity of it was overwhelming. You looked up at Sy and his eyes were glued on yours. You looked at his arms .. huge, muscles straining .. god this man was everything.

“Cum for me love”. Sy grunted, clearly trying to hold off his own release.

Your hands wrapped around his neck, trying to get closer to him but your stomach made the task impossible. You bought his face to yours and you kissed passionately as you came. His mouth on yours muffled your cries and soon he pulled away for air as he surrendered to his own release.

After a few moments he moved carefully off you. You watched as he stood up and smiled before heading into the bathroom and bringing back a warm hand towel to clean in between your legs. Only then did he lay beside you and roll you over to face him. His hands rubbed your stomach gently.

“You ok Sugar?”

“More than ok Sy. I wish we had of done that sooner. I feel ..” you laughed as you kissed his lips. “Relaxed”.

“I’m glad love. I’ve missed you sweetheart”. Sy kissed your lips again. “You’re so beautiful and I just feel .. I’ve missed a bit of this pregnancy. I don’t want to miss out on anymore”.

“I’m sorry”

“Hey now don’t go being sorry. I was the one away on duty and left you barely pregnant. I came back and you had this big beautiful belly that I just wanted to touch all the time, but I didn’t realize you were feeling insecure”.

“I just .. well sometimes I look at myself and look at you”. You felt your cheeks redden. “I think how did I ever get so lucky? I mean look at you Sy! Every time we pass a woman she makes eyes at you”.

“Now you listen here ..” Sy cupped your face. “I don’t care about other women. I love YOU and I only want you. You need to start believing that Sugar. I know you’re a bit emotional now. I understand that. But love to me you are the most sexiest woman alive”.

“I love you Sy”. You felt Sy’s hands caress your breasts and stomach. “I love you so much”.

“Right back at you darling”. Sy kissed the top of your head as you both dozen off for a few hours.

“That was much better than spicy food and the bumpy car”. You muttered as you felt sleep overcome you.

“Good to hear”. Sy chuckled. “You need more, you just come tell me woman”.

You woke him up a few hours later feeling like he’d ignited something inside off you. Soon you were riding him with his cock buried deep inside of you. Your hands rested on the bed head while Sy’s held your full breasts.

“Oh my god”. You looked down as Sy took your nipple into his mouth while you moved up and down. You looked at the way your large stomach rested on his abdominal muscles - a complete contrast to each other but suddenly you felt like you’d never seen anything more perfect. “I’m coming!”

You felt a coil inside you explode and your hands dropped to Sy’s chest. You looked down as he thrusted his hips up into you chasing his own release.

You leaned back slightly as your hand fell between your legs to rub your clit. Was it possible? You felt your legs tingle. You couldn’t believe you could come again.

“Gonna make me chase this pussy huh?” Sy grunted as he shifted to get a better angle.

You felt that familiar feeling stir inside you. Sy rarely talked dirty in bed. You knew he had that side from the way that he talked with his friends but for some reason he never did it with you. You’d questioned him once and he said that you were his wife and he wanted to love and respect you. But didn’t he understand that hearing him say those things got you off? Maybe you needed to initiate it?

“Fuck me Sy”

You watched as his movements slowed and his mouth dropped open in surprise.

“Sugar?”

“I want you to fuck me”. You ground your hips into him. “I know you want to Captain”.

“Fucking hell Sugar! What’s come over you?” Sy searched your face.

“Sy please …” You touched yourself faster. “I’m about to give birth and god knows when I’ll have you next so … just fuck me!”

“Babe?”

“And talk to me .. I want you to”.

“Jesus”. Sy kissed between your breasts. “I can feel you clenching”.

“Sy!”

“Ok Sugar”. Sy started thrusting up into you. “You going to cum again huh? Yeah you are aren’t you? Need you to come on my cock. I know you’re close ..,” Sy massaged your breasts as you felt yourself on the edge of another release. “Such a good girl. Fuck you take me so good. Such a tight little pussy huh? You like this big cock in your little pussy sugar?”

You felt Sys hand cover your mouth as you screamed. You were shaking and Sy literally had to hold you up as he exploded inside of you. You fell forward wanting to rest in his arms but he quickly rolled you to your side to not put any pressure on your belly.

“Well if that doesn’t get her going..” Sy laughed.

“Surely!” You kissed Sy’s chest as you snuggled into him. “I can’t believe we did it twice!”

“At 38 weeks pregnant”. Sy laughed and shook his head. He pushed some hair behind your ear before kissing your forehead. “You like a bit of dirty talk love?”

“Yeah but you never …”

“I stop myself. I try to be a gentleman around you because that’s what you deserve”.

“You are a gentleman Sy. But when we’re alone and intimate I just want whatever comes natural”,

“Mental note”. Sy tapped the side of his head. “Think we should shower?”

“Yeah I think we need it”. You let Sy help you up and follwed him to the bathroom cradling your bump. You waited while he tested the temperature of the water before you followed him in. His hand held yours tightly in case you slipped.

“Oh that’s nice”. You felt the warm water on your skin and smiled as Sy washed his face. Suddenly you felt a terrible cramping pain and you gripped Sy’s arm.

“Sugar?”

“Oh my god I think .. I think I’m having a contraction!” You rested your arms on Sy’s chest as you groaned. “Oh yeah that’s a contraction”.

“Are you serious? Love? Are you sure?” Sy looked at you in disbelief. You suddenly realized that he had every right to panic. This was his first baby.

“Yeah but I have awhile to go Sy. Don’t worry this is just the start”. Your hands rubbed your stomach. “You ready Daddy?”

“Yes! No!” Sy shook his head. “I thought we’d have a week at least!”

“Well sex obviously worked!”

“I didn’t think it would. Kinda thought they were all old wives tales!” Sy looked at you. “Shit! Love we’ve been up all night! You haven’t had much rest and now you’re going to be having a baby!”

“Sy I’m ok”. You leant into his arms. “Just knowing you’re here for me is a relief”. Your mind drifted to birthing your first daughter with Tom. She arrived a week before he was due back so you had her with Tom’s mother by your side.

“Hey I’m here love. I got you ok? We’re a team remember?”

“I know”

“I’m not leaving you”. Sy quickly started to wash your body. “Now let’s get you dry and into something comfortable while I call the midwife and Lynette to see if she can watch crim”.

The next few hours were a blur as you labored at home. Sy was incredible and switched into Captain mode - taking full charge of the situation and doing anything to help you. When it was time to go to the hospital you felt calm. Completely different to when you had Crimson. It was the support Sy gave you, his strength and determination.

Soon you we’re ready to give birth but with a different sense of control over your body. Sy gave you the confidence to do what felt natural so you asked the midwife if you could use the floor with a huge birthing ball to lie over. Your experience on your back with Crimson was hard, and at times you felt like you were pushing uphill instead of down.

“You ok love?” Sy was at your front, pushing your hair back and rubbing your shoulders. “You do what feels better for you ok?”

“When you feel the urge to push let us know” your midwife was behind you as you rocked on the ball. And as you felt a big contraction hit you nodded and cried out.

“I need to push!” You bore down and pushed hard before the midwife told you to relax. “It hurts Sy!”

“I know Sugar. But you’re doing so good baby”.

You saw the look of love in Sy’s face and it was enough to keep you going. You’d been pushing for awhile and you wondered if it would ever end. You were exhausted and started crying.

Sy wiped your face and lent in close to your ear. He started telling you how proud he was of you, how strong and beautiful you were and then told you how you had to do this. You had to find the strength to push your baby girl out. And then came the words that you needed.

“Come on Sugar. I’m waiting to become a Daddy to this little girl”.

Your heart melted and you pushed as hard as you could and then you felt her leave your body followed by her beautiful cry. Sy kissed your lips before moving down the other end to cut the cord. When he came back up he was crying.

“Thank you Sugar. God she’s beautiful ..”

“Oh Sy ..” you kissed his lips. “I need to see her”.

“Just a second Mrs Syverson”. The midwife talked you through pushing out the placenta then told you the good news .. no stitches even though this girl was big. The nurses helped you turn over and you took your baby girl, bringing her straight to your chest.

“Hello there sweetie”. You cooed to the little baby who looked just like her Daddy. Sy was right next to you, touching the baby’s little hand. “You’re exactly like Daddy huh?”

You cuddled her close before passing her to Sy. He took her gently and held her in his big arms.

“Beautiful girl I’m your Daddy”. Sy looked at you and smiled. “Gia?”

“Gia” you nodded. “Perfect Sy”.

“She’s just .. everything love. My heart is so full right now. Thank you for bringing her into the world”.

“Thank you for being there Sy. I couldn’t have done it without you. I love you so much”.

“Love you more Sugar. We have two girls now!” Sy kissed Gia’s head. “Look at her love. We made her!”

“I know”. You smiled as you rested your head back against the pillow. You were exhausted but after you and Gia were cleaned up you managed to bring her to your breast. Unlike Crimson, she was a natural.

“Look at that”. Sy watched in awe. “That’s just incredible”.

“She takes after you with her food”. You smiled and reached to touch Sy’s face. He kissed your hand before moving onto the bed with you towards your side. He watched as Gia nursed and his hand gently rubbed over her head down to her tiny cheek.

“What are you thinking”. You smiled at Sy. “You look lost in your thoughts”.

“Just thinking how lucky I am Sugar”. Sy kissed your head. “I never thought I’d have a life like this .. a family of my own. Three beautiful girls. I’m so blessed”.

“I love you so much”. You intertwined your fingers with Sy’s, resting your hands over Gia’s back. “We made her Sy”.

“We did”. Sy’s lips moved softly across your cheek.

You breathed out deeply. If there was a moment in time you could save in your memory forever, it was this one.

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[moonlight-alphafemale]

Where the sand and water meet

(Part 10)

Omega!Garra x Alpha!Chojuro

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Good golly gosh, we've reached 10 chapters

(I should never say good golly gosh ever again...)

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Garra sat there quietly, slowly rocking back and forth in his rocking chair, just enjoying the silence. Every one in a while the baby would move a bit.

“Sayo...? Or Eimi...?” Garra asked himself, rubbing his thumb gently against his stomach.

Garra smelled the familiar scent of sea grass begin to fill the room, a calming presence behind him. A pair of gentle hands cupped his face, tilting it upwards.

“Hey baby...” Chojuro muttered, planting a soft kiss on Garra's forehead.

“Hey...” Garra reached up and rested his hands against Chojuro's larger hands.

“How are you two doing...?”

“We're fine...” Garra purred, enjoying the feeling of Chojuro referring to him and the baby as "two".

Garra grabbed Chojuro's hand and pressed it against his stomach. Chojuro felt a small kick against his hand, Chojuro's face lit up immediately after he felt it.

“Hey sweetie....” Chojuro said gleefully.

Garra smiled softly to himself, watching as Chojuro sweetly to the baby as she kicked.

“Saimi...” Garra said quietly, rubbing his stomach.

“Saimi...?” Chojuro echoed questioningly.

“Yeah, "Sa" from the name "Sayo" and "imi" from the name "Eimi"...”

“Saimi, the child of the sand and the ocean.” Chojuro said with a smile.

“A perfect name...” Chojuro muttered, planting a soft kiss on Garra's stomach.

“I got you some ice cream...” Chojuro said sweetly, resting a gallon of Neapolitan ice cream in Garra's hands.

“Aww... You know me so well...” Garra said with a purr.

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“Are you sure you're ready...” Garra asked and took a spoon full of ice cream.

“What do you mean?” Chojuro asked, gently stroking his hand against Garra's stomach. “Are you having second thoughts...?”

“...A little bit...” Garra took another bite of ice cream, he felt his anxiety rising. “I thought I could do this, but I can't...”

“We don't have to if you don't want to, we don't have to tell the public.” Chojuro pressed a soft kiss against Garra's cheek.

“But I feel like we should...” Garra pressed his nose into Chojuro's broad chest. “Wouldn't it be nice to not having something like weighing on your chest...”

“Yeah... It would...” Chojuro ran his hand along Garra's back. “It would definitely reduce your stress...”

“You should move in...” Garra muttered. “You and Kagura can move in and wel be closer together...”

“Garra, I can't do that...” Chojuro said solemnly. “I have a responsibility to protect the village, and my nation...”

“Right...” Garra's heart ached at Chojuro's response. Garra pulled away from Chojuro and closed his eyes.

There were so many things that they couldn't do just because they were the Kage of their respective nations. Garra wiped the tears from his eyes and sighed.

“Are you ok..?” Chojuro muttered, gently resting his hand on Garra's shoulder.

“It's just pregnancy hormones...” Garra muttered, pulling away and leaving the room.

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“Garra...?” Chojuro walked up to Garra were he sat on the boarder of Suna and Konoha.

“What is it...” Garra muttered.

“Im sorry, I didn't mean to upset you...” Chojuro muttered, hugging Garra tightly.

“Stop it... I'm fine...” Garra pushed Chojuro away.

Chojuro sighed, Chojuro stood up and got ready to leave.

“Can we make this work...?” Garra muttered, rubbing his stomach. “How are we going to make this work...?”

“We'll find a way... Like our little flower...”

The pink flower that grew where in the space where Suna and Konoha merged together. A little seed growing against the odds, growing in the space of two nations at the same time.

“Just like that little flower, just like Saimi, we can make this work....” Chojuro wrapped his arms around Garra's waist.

“You're right...” Garra's muttered, leaning back against his lover. “We can make this work...”

[gothibara]

@sapphis-m so sorry im about to infodump all over this but imo ibara's vines are a plant but rather more of a symbiotic organism. itd be hard to trace this back to an origin genetically but that applies for most quirks so my best explanation is that its sorta like mitochondria being kinda separate but also kinda us but in a quirk mutational way. somehow.

ANYWAY. that is to say i view the function of ibara's vines as a relationship between ibara and a plant, with roots running from her scalp and throughout her body to make the exchange of hormonal signals, water, food, etc. we know she photosynthesizes, but as a non-leafing vine i doubt it's entirely fed through the process, and i feel like it would be more beneficial for her to share in the sugar exchange and trigger digestive processes that in turn encourage her to eat what the plant can't get from photosynthesis alone. furthermore it makes more sense as to how her hydration correlates directly with the plants water intake.

the thing about plants is that they lack a central brain, but each cell shares an almost-neurological function in their own right. plant perception is a budding field but we already know many plants (including creeping vines) can smell, taste, hear, and detect light, albeit much differently than we do. (i have so much more on this but thats severe headcanon territory)

to me, ibaras quirk functions like speeding up the natural life processes of a plant: self amputation, growth, movement, etc. she fuels this by having the animal metabolism to feed and water it which it could not do on its own.

the plant cells exchange electric signals with ibaras nervous system/brain in order to make the movement happen. she controls it like an extension of an appendage. so really i suppose the matter depends on how the plant manipulation quirk works; and if it can overcome the now-centralized neurological process that ibara has in direct line to it. so... maybe, but itd be a fight(?)...like shinsou???

Would sb with a plant manipulation quirk be able to manipulate ibaras vines. Discuss

[dangantums]

Hi! Happy Birthday! Could you please write a Saimota mpreg with Shuichi being all so moody and whiny?

Thank you anon! I’m so sorry it took me over a month to respond, but I hope you enjoy.

TLDR: Shuichi can’t do certain things while pregnant.

Shuichi hated being pregnant. At least he did right now. Being pregnant prohibits you from doing a lot of things. One of those things was tying your shoes. As silly as it sounded, Shuichi hated not being able to tie his own shoes. His heavily pregnant belly always got in the way of everything, and he felt useless. It was annoying.

“Alright babe,” a purple haired gentleman announced as he stepped into the room. It was Kaito, Shuichi’s partner. “Are we ready to go?”

“No,” Shuichi said bluntly. He glared at Kaito, which made Kaito freeze.

“Huh?” Kaito questioned. “What’d I do?”

“Nothing,” Shuichi responded. He tried not to let his emotions get the better of him. “I just… hate being pregnant.”

“Oh hun,” Kaito said, walking over to Shuichi and sitting next to him on the couch. “It’s gonna be alright, you’re almost done.”

“But it feels so far away!” Shuichi whined, his hands resting on top of his 9 month pregnant stomach. “I never should have agreed to this. I want this to be over, I hate being pregnant.”

Kaito blinked, as he had never seen Shuichi so worked up and whiny over something before. Must be the hormones. Kaito cleared his throat, then said, “It’s going to be okay, Shu. It may be rough now, but wait until our baby is born. Then you will realize it’ll all be worth it. Plus, Im always here to help you! You’ve been doing so good, and I can’t wait until we get to meet our little guy when he’s here.”

Kaito leaned down to plant a kiss on Shuichi’s belly. Shuichi whimpered, looking down at his stomach. He had to admit, he was excited to meet their child. Shuichi knew Kaito was trying his best to help, even though he didn’t fully understand because he isn’t pregnant.

Shuichi felt Kaito’s warm hand now slowly start rubbing across the surface of his taut, pregnant tummy. Shuichi sighed softly, having to admit that belly rubs always made him feel better. The baby suddenly decided to move a little, which made Kaito smile widely. He planted another kiss on Shuichi’s belly, right where he could see the movement of the baby.

“Are you feeling better?” Kaito asked softly after a few moments of silence. He gave Shuichi’s belly a final pat.

Shuichi nodded slowly and mumbled, “I still need to tie my shoes…”

[paintedpeeta]

more toast baby head canons pleaaaaase<3

anon i probably shouldn’t i feel like everyone must be sick of my ramblings by now.... but i’m still gonna 😭

first of all i’m going to start with saying katniss loves her babies, okay? she loved them so much that even before they were born she couldn’t bare to think of them suffering or in pain or being subject to the horrors of the games the way she was (this is why she didn’t want to have children. not because she didn’t like kids not because she didn’t want them not to make a statement. she simply couldn’t stand the idea of not being able to protect her children, she’d rather never have children than let that happen.) and this is why it makes sense that she has children when the world is no longer like that and she feels safe and open to the idea. (to soothe herself to sleep on the quell beach she literally imagines a world where it would be safe to have peeta’s baby like you cannot make this up. it’s right there)

i could go on and on about that because i still see people saying the mockingjay ending didn’t make sense or was out of character or forced and like 🥲 but we move we move. people are allowed to feel however they like of course.

katniss would rely a lot on peeta to help her work through her anxiety during her pregnancy. the past 15 years was them learning how to take care of each other and even though this is a wee bit different he adapts super quickly to what she needs. panic when the baby moves and kicks is quickly calmed with talk of the nursery and name ideas, getting her cosy on the couch and playing with her hair until she’s settled again.

speaking of the nursery, they decorate it together as a project to keep her busy. of course he doesn’t let her near any of the strenuous stuff but she decides where the furniture is placed and he just absolutely dotes while she fusses about minor details to make sure their baby is comfortable. “I don’t want the sun to shine in her eyes first thing in the morning. can you move the crib over here instead?”

she spends most of her pregnancies in his big shirts because they’re comfortable and gentle on her skin and also she’s a stubborn wee shit who will not spend money on clothes that won’t fit in a few months. he finds it kind of funny because she’s so petite and has been all her life and has to adjust to getting round in the middle. she’s always like “you better not be laughing at me, mellark.”

sometimes he catches her singing to the bump or just gently talking to it. “papa isn’t going to let us into the nursery because he’s painting it today. he’s already so protective, i don’t even think i’ll be allowed to get near you.” peeta is of course listening in the hallway like 🥰 because that’s his girl.

this very quickly turned into pregnant!lark rather than toastbaby headcanons im very sorry anon i just think katniss everdeen loves her babies here are more about said babies

i’ve kind of spoken about this before but on their girls first day of school they are an absolute wreck. they walk her there together, holding her little hands and keeping up with her nervous chatter and they just hold it together until they get back home. peeta says something like “what if her shoelace comes undone she doesn’t know how to tie them yet” and then they both just start bawling (she can at least blame the hormones because of toastie 2 but peeta is just an emotional wreck over his baby girl). they’re the first parents at the gate to collect her when school is over, and you’d think they’d been apart for months the way they squeeze and cuddle her. she rides home on papa’s shoulders, pulling his hair something awful but he absolutely doesn’t mind. he changes the bakery schedule so he can be there to collect her every day, and he’s never once late to pick up his little girl.

haymitch stops drinking when their little girl is born. he’s been given the role of honorary grandfather and he wants to be around as long as possible for the sweet girl with dark hair and blue eyes who calls him grampy (it’s unknown if this came from the word grumpy or grandpa or both). peeta teases haymitch rotten everytime he babysits because he’s sitting there with a bow in his hair and his nails terribly painted having a tea party with a goose like 👁👄👁💅 we had fun today.

swimming lessons at the lake with mama and papa. toastie girl is very good but their boy prefers to goof off and splash and dunk his papa’s head under. he is, however, a natural at fishing. he can be quiet when he needs to be and his nets always seem to be full when he goes out with his mama. they noticed this talent when he was just a little toddler and yanked a fish out of the lake with his chunky baby hands (peeta is like “what the fuck. what did i marry into”)

peeta and katniss sometimes quietly observe their children playing together, their girl setting up a little fake bakery and using her baby brother and the cat as her only customers. baby boy is like, propped up on pillows because he can’t sit yet and girl is like “I think i’ve short changed you sir here is the rest of your money.” he has no idea what the hell she is saying but he is living for it. the cat bolts when she tries to get an apron on him. baby boy face plants onto his cushioned pen from laughing too hard and his sister is like “okay let’s not tell mama about that one.” even though her and peeta are watching from the door with teary laughs because that’s their babies!!

the toasties are fiercely protective of each other, even when they’re little kids. their girl holds her brothers hand and walks him to his classroom on his first day of school and she’s the first one to get to him if he falls over in the yard or gets upset. one day an older boy pushes past toast girl in the corridor and her little brother is sent to the principles office for launching a pebble at his head 💀 (katniss is in that office like “i really don’t see a problem here mr principle i really don’t. it hit him right between the eyes? nice shot, kid. i mean... bad.”.)

peeta sometimes takes a toastie with him to the bakery to give katniss a rest or a chance to get out to the woods by herself, and he’s always so proud to show off his kids. they just absolutely charm the customers and also they have a lot of fun when papa lets them messily decorate cookies and cakes.

the toasties are very familiar with everyone in the memory book, even when they don’t know what happened to any of them, they know auntie prim and grandpa everdeen and their uncles.

family cuddle time is no joke. sometimes the toasties just want a night in mama and papas bed, like if there’s a thunderstorm or someone had a nightmare, and their parents of course welcome them right in. peeta always ends up half hanging off of the bed with someone’s foot pressed into his back but he wouldn’t have it any other way, and he tucks them in again when he gets up to leave for work.

also cosy naps on the couch 🥺 peeta coming home to katniss snuggled up with one or both of their babies on her chest, carefully draping a blanket over them as he takes in the scene before quietly going to start dinner.

[normal-thoughts-official]

With a little help from your friends (the help is praise kink and the friend is your boyfriend)

Who would have thought that fucking your boyfriend senseless cures dysphoria.

Alternatively: being a dom is actually something that can be so gender,

Fandom: It Lives (Visual Novels)

Pairing: Andy Kang/Tom Sato

Additional tags: let's see, mild mentions of transphobic and racist comments, Comfort Sex, the filthiest comfort sex uve ever seen but WHATEVER, dom andy kang, sub tom sato, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Dom/sub Play, Collars, Praise Kink, basically someone says transphobic shit and then tom rides him and talks about how wonderful andy is, except tom has also been in denial for a few days and he's super horny, and andy gets in domspace and everything is great and nothing hurts, Fluff and Smut, Humor, cuz u know these two are incapable of taking anything too seriously, Established Relationship, oh they're both in college and they go to the same college cuz i said so, set after the events of it lives beneath, that's it I think, trans author if that matters to you

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Andy isn't having a great day. It's not a terrible, clawing-at-his-chest-trying-to-deal-with-dysphoria kind of day, but he's been trying out this "not comparing everything to the worst possible scenario" thing his therapist has been talking about, so still, not a great day.

The thing is, he thought college would be easier. And it is, in a lot of ways. For starters, there is no evil monster spectre trying to kill him, which gives college at least 5 points over high school. And his uni has a pretty solid queer club, so he knows other trans people there. Some of them are even non-white. Some of them he even actually, truly likes. And most of the time, he feels like he has a place to turn to, and people to support him. He's not alone. He has people who get him. And that makes all the difference.

But basketball is still a nightmare, and his knee still hurts when it's cold, and winter is officially starting now.

People still hesitate to pass the ball to him, and it's frustrating, because Andy fought so hard to earn his old team's trust and now he's back at square zero. And well, Andy has been gaining this team's trust, because he's good, goddamn it, and his team owes at least the last three victories to him. He's not hesitant to say that, especially because otherwise no one will. And he can see that they look at him differently now - nod at him in the hallways, at least, talk to him in the locker room, pass him the fucking ball if his position is very, very open.

But if he weren't trans and Asian, he wouldn't have had to work so hard to get all of that - or well, just that, really. He has a full sports scholarship despite the fact that he had a broken leg, had to retake his last year of high school, and doesn't even have the body type for basketball. If he weren't Asian, if he weren't trans, his team would have assumed his greatness from day one. Instead, he has to show it to them time and time again only to get them to reluctantly admit maybe he's not bad. No one calls him "triple threat" anymore, but he still has to work three times harder than anyone else, and it's frustrating.

And usually Andy can deal with it, but right now his knee hurts, and he can't afford that because he'll lose everything he's worked for if his teammates know that his fucking knee hurts. So, he braved training and then he got the fuck out of there without even changing so no one would see him wince. Which means he's still in basketball shorts, which are short, in the cold, which means his leg hurts more.

At times like these, he's thankful he never got the chance to go through with his promise to break his other leg kicking Noah's ass. Because he would have, and then both his legs would be hurting right now, and two legs that hurt every time it's cold is just too many legs.

No comparing to the worst possible scenario, he tells himself. Therapy is so hard. If he had known there would be homework, he would have thought twice about going.

And that's, apparently, the cue for his phone to go off. Andy smiles, knowing who it is even before he opens the message, because only one person messages him during class, and it's the only person he wants to hear from right now.

Tom <3 sent you a message

Grinning like a fool, he opens it.

Tom <3: dude, im horny af rn. the fuck

Finally, good news, Andy thinks, smiling. Then he remembers why Tom is so horny, and suddenly this day is great, actually.

He quickly types a reply.

You: who wouldve thought that 3 days of denial would make this happen

Tom <3: ill have u kno i was very good at holding it together before today

You: yeah, dw. soon u wont have to hold it anymore ;)

Tom <3: that flirt was terrible, dude

You: said the guy whos calling me dude for the second time in this conversation

Tom <3: what else should i call u? 😩

Andy thinks for a second. Tom and him do longer-term denial every once in a while, but they aren't in a 24/7 relationship. Does Andy really want to go there right now? Yes. Well, that was fast. Okay then.

You: how about "sir"

Tom's reply comes fast as lightning.

Tom <3: Yes, Sir.

Andy smirks at himself.

You: uve been hoping that id say that, havent u?

Tom types for just a little longer this time.

Tom <3: Yes, Sir.

----

Many things are wrong with the world, and Andy doesn't mean to make light of the other things, but the fact that Andy can't simply go and fuck his boyfriend whenever he wants is definitely one of them. It should be, like, financial compensation or something. We're so sorry the school environment is transphobic, here, have a free sex pass. Sounds fair to him. But instead, he still has two hours of classes to go through, and Andy is a better guy than he wishes he was, so he tells Tom to pay attention to class instead of sexting him, because he doesn't want Tom to struggle even more with his course when he had already had to leave it once. God damn true love or whatever.

The point is, by the time classes are finally over, his day is back to not being that great; he's tired, and his leg hurts. He gets to their car after Tom does, and Tom takes one look at him, and says, "I'm driving".

Andy crosses his arms. "Why?"

"Because your leg hurts," Tom answers, rolling his eyes and taking Andy's bag from him and putting it in the trunk.

Andy looks down at his legs. He wasn't limping. There aren't any bruises. How the hell-

"It's cold and you're in shorts. I'm not an idiot, dude."

Right. Yeah. Right. Of course. Tom knows. It's… It's alright.

"Bad day at training?" Tom asks, slowly, sympathetically, and Andy feels himself settle in his skin a little bit.

"The usual," he answers, getting inside, and, as always, Tom gets the hint.

---

Their uni's dorms are gender-segregated because these guys have still not gotten the memo that people of the same gender fuck; and Andy wasn't willing to deal with cis college guys' bullshit, much less cis college girls' bullshit; and the uni wouldn't let him simply pick Tom as his roommate. So, they rented out a beat up apartment right next to it instead. It took a little longer to get there, but it wasn't a lot longer, and well, it was worth it.

Tom gets inside, still carrying Andy's bag because he's transphobic and unfair and had taken it and bolted up running so Andy wouldn't have a chance to argue with him. And Andy can't run after him with his leg hurting, which kind of proves Tom's point that he should carry Andy's bag. All in all, Tom is the worst, and he turns up the heat as soon as he gets inside and sits Andy down on the bed, kneeling in front of him to take a look at Andy's knee.

He's silent for a while, massaging his knee until Andy sighs and throws his head back, before Tom plants a little kiss on his knee and looks up at him. Andy's knee always stops hurting when Tom kisses it better. It's a little embarrassing, if Andy is being honest, but still- nice. Really nice.

They stay for a little longer like this, Tom humming and massaging his knee and Andy not meeting his eyes, until the question inevitably comes.

"What happened?" Tom asks, not letting up with the smooth movements of his hands, his eyes big and sincere with worry.

"Nothing. Just the cold. You know how my knee gets."

"I meant, for you to leave practice without putting some warmer clothes on."

Andy looks away. "It was nothing."

"Dude, are you expecting me to go, 'okay, yeah, that totally makes sense and I believe you', or…?"

Andy laughs, despite himself, and throws his good leg up in an almost-kick to pretend he's retaliating. "Don't be an ass."

"I'm not. Come on, Andy. You know you can tell me."

"It's nothing, it's just- Kyle-"

"Oh boy."

Andy laughs. "Yeah." But then he grows serious, "the thing is, he doesn't mean any harm, you know? I know he's not saying it to hurt me, and so that just means that, like... that it's true."

Tom's hands stop their movements, rubbing soothing circles around his knee instead. "What did he say?"

Andy doesn't look at him. "He asked me why I didn't stay on the women's team. Said that I could have an advantage, cuz Asian people are androgynous anyway, so no one would notice that I was taking hormones."

Tom just stares at him in shock for a moment.

"And I was like, 'dude, I've been on T for three years, I'm pretty sure they would notice the changes'. And he was like, 'yeah, but you still look like a lot of Asian girls with short hair, you could write it off if you wanted', and I just…" He trails off.

Tom waits in silence for a second, seeing if Andy finds his words, before asking, "Is Kyle, like, okay?"

Andy scoffs. "I didn't try and fight him, if that's what you're asking."

"No, I mean, does this dude have a screw loose or something?"

"He's very bad at figuring out what is or isn't offensive, yeah, but it's not like he really cares, he just won't go out of his way to antagonize me."

"No, I just- Andy, even when you were a little kid with huge pigtails, anyone would have to be crazy to see you as a girl."

Andy bites the inside of his lip. "You're just saying that."

"I'm not. It's just wrong, man. It was so obvious that it was wrong. Anyone could tell. There's nothing about you that says 'girl' to anyone who's looking."

Andy sighs, finally risking looking at Tom's eyes. There's overwhelming sincerity there, and Andy instinctively looks away. "I guess. Maybe. I don't know. It just got me thinking... Maybe T didn't change anything. Maybe I look exactly the same, maybe it was just hopeful thinking that had me thinking it would change anything, maybe it's just- pointless to even try-"

"No, no, come on," Tom says, and the interruption is so sudden it makes Andy look at him again, just in time to see Tom shaking his head vigorously. "There's no way you believe that. What about this bad boy over here?" He smiles, reaching out softly to caress Andy's neck. "You have more of an Adam's Apple than me, dude. And we both know you don't need T to be a guy, but thinking it made no difference is just crazy and you know it. What about those dry pecs? These broad shoulders of yours? Your voice, I mean, come on. You even smell different, man. How can it be pointless, if even your scent is different?"

Andy looks to the side again, but he can feel himself smile. "Well, when you put it like that..."

Tom gets up, but stays close, putting his hand on Andy's cheek, slowly, as if testing the waters, before turning him slightly to look at him. "Andy. Kyle is an idiot and a transphobic racist who's too damn lazy to realize how fucked up he is. And you shouldn't have to deal with that, and I'm sorry, and I will set him on fire."

Andy laughs. "You can't keep threatening to set every shitty teammate I have on fire."

"I can, because it keeps making you laugh," Tom says, smiling. Well. Andy can't argue with that. "My point is, you wouldn't listen to a word this dude says if it were about anyone else, so don't listen to him when he talks about you, okay? T or no T, you're no girl, and you don't look like a girl, and regardless of whether or not Kyle's dumb ass noticed it, your transition has been doing you good. Remember when your voice started to crack and get all weird? I've never seen anyone be that happy about it."

Andy laughs. "It was pretty awful."

"No, it was great, 'cause you loved it. Do you want me to pull out the 'before' pictures we took in case this happened? Look at yourself, dude. You fit so much better in your own skin, you know? And like, you've always been gorgeous, but-"

"Come here," Andy interrupts, pulling him down because Tom is standing and Andy is sitting and Andy is already height-challenged. And Tom goes willingly, carefully straddling Andy's lap and meeting him in a kiss. Finally, Andy thinks.

Tom kisses him softly, slowly, one hand resting on the back of Andy's head and the other draped lazily over his shoulder, as he usually does, all gentle and a little hesitant, and Andy is having none of that. So he grabs Tom's hair and deepens the kiss, bringing him closer until their chests are flushed together and he can feel Tom's hips mindlessly making little circles against Andy's belly.

They separate - or well, stop kissing, really, because Tom is still as close to Andy as physically possible, and Andy feels about ready to shoot anyone who tries to push him further away. Tom's a little breathless, and his hips are still making these almost imperceptible movements against Andy, and Andy realizes that he's still grabbing Tom's hair and that he's a little breathless, too.

Tom looks down at him for a second, as if debating something with himself, before saying, "and like, not to be horny during a serious moment, but since we're talking about the effects of T... Andy. Andy. Your clit. Fuck. It's so huge now, and it's got a visible head and you can fuck my face and everything, and I could sing it praises for a week and probably will if you don't stop me right now."

"Hmm, but I like it when you sing me praises," he smiles. "Keep going."

"God, I was hoping you'd say that. Do you have any idea how much I've been thinking about it today? I didn't hear a single word anyone said to me, all I could think about was you fucking my face, pulling my hair, making me worship you and beg to be allowed to suck you off, I wanna serve you like you're my God." Tom's hips start to jerk up, more visibly this time, shameless, and see, this is why Andy's been really, really liking this whole denial thing - Tom has only started to explore his subby side recently, a little ashamed of it to admit it to anyone, even himself. But when he's horny enough, he gets shameless and desperate about what he wants, and god, nothing is more beautiful than Tom when he asks for what he wants. He feels something growing inside of him, not sure if it's warmth or heat, but seeing Tom like that, wanting him, needing him, definitely makes him feel so much better.

"Yeah?" Andy asks, tracing a finger over Tom's shoulder, close to his neck, just to give him goosebumps.

"Fuck yes, I want it so bad, and you deserve it too, Andy… Sir. You're the best Sir I could ask for, I just want… Want you to use me, want you to cum on me, want to kiss you all over and worship you and pleasure you, you're so gorgeous..." He hides his face in Andy's shoulder for a bit, but his hips don't stop moving. He whines, "Andy..."

"Address me properly," Andy snaps, feeling the edges of worry clear from his mind and giving way to that wonderful feeling of clear-mindedness, of power, where nothing matters but his own pleasure. "And maybe I'll give you what you want, if you earn it."

Tom nods, hips full on thrusting now, and Andy snaps again. "Stay still."

And he does, immediately, without question, biting his lip and keeping his eyes shut with effort. Andy can feel his thighs clenching and spasming over his, trying to keep himself from moving, trying to be good. He hums in appreciation, but doesn't praise him for it, not yet.

"I'll get you ready," Andy explains, before reaching to Tom's hair, and starts to undo his bun, as slow as possible, just to watch him squirm. He gets so impatient when Andy undresses him, which is why Andy never misses a chance to drag it out.

He begins by removing Tom's jacket, sliding his hands slowly over his shoulders, then down his back, feeling the firm muscle there, digging his nails just a little bit so he can see Tom's eyes flutter in bliss. When the jacket falls to the floor, Andy begins circling the hem of his shirt, sliding until his hands are back on front, fingers just close enough to Tom's cock for him to feel Tom tense in his hands, so damn sensitive to his touch, so needy. God, he can't get enough of this, but he pretends that he doesn't notice, lets Tom try and keep himself together as Andy's hands slide over his belly, then chest, over the shirt, collarbone, wrapping and resting on Tom's throat just so he feels the threat of it, before Andy finally grabs the back of the shirt's collar and tugs, taking it off. Then he slides his hands back down, making sure to run a finger just over the sensitive spot where his pecs end, then lower, over his ribcage, belly, hips, next to the bruises where Andy had grabbed him the night before, then back to the middle, just over the bulge in his pants, and Tom finally breaks and jerks up slightly, letting out a little moan.

"Sir," he whines, "please, please, I-" Andy continues to circle the head of his cock with his finger, "please!"

"Patience," is all he says, before going back to his painfully light movements, imagining Tom's needy cock twitching under his fingers, imagining the effort Tom makes not to thrust up or keep begging for more, just because Andy told him not to. "You know how much I like playing with your pretty little cock. You said you wanted to serve me, didn't you?"

"Yes- yes, Sir."

He hums, noncommittally, not looking at him. "Good." He teases the tip of his clothed cock some more, enjoying the way his mind zeroes on that, the way he feels like he has all the power and the time in the world. Finally, he pats Tom's thigh once. "Get off, and take off the rest of your clothes. Get the lube and a condom."

Tom gets up, a little shaky, and does as instructed, while Andy reaches down to the drawer under the bed where he keeps his dick's spine and a few of their toys. He gets the spine, then adjusts his packer briefs so he can put it on - best purchase of his life, really, those briefs. So much easier to use than a regular strap-on and it makes the packer sit over his clit just right, making a little suction and pressure. Andy couldn't be happier that he was already wearing them.

Tom gets back with everything he asked right in time for Andy to finish making his dick hard, and goes on to put the condom on and cover Andy's cock in lube with the kind of attention that makes Andy hold his breath. Tom's so careful, yet eager, and adoring, about it. Andy feels like the hottest guy in the world.

Once he gets permission, Tom sits on his cock, slowly, getting adjusted to it - admittedly, Andy went a little overboard when he bought his first cock. Andy waits until Tom is fully seated, littering his neck with little kisses and praise for how well he's taking him, how pretty he looks, until Tom looks fully comfortable and ready to start complaining if Andy doesn't start fucking him in earnest soon. That's when Andy shows him the other item he pulled from the drawer - Tom's favorite collar.

Tom's reaction is instantaneous. He throws his head back, moving over Andy's cock as he lets out a breathless, almost choked moan; the hands he had resting on Andy's shoulders suddenly squeezing full force in his need.

"God, you're such a whore," Andy says, casually, and Tom nods, even as he flushes. The collar is just a simple black one, with a little hoop for the leash, but inside they had it engraved with the words Andy's whore, and it left visible marks that could be seen for a few hours after they took it off. It never failed to drive Tom crazy, so it always drove Andy crazy, too. "Stay still," he warns, and Tom nods, breathing heavily, gripping Andy's shoulder as tight as he can as he stays frozen in place. Andy slowly puts it around his neck, checking with his finger to make sure it's not too tight, and the second he clasps it in place, Tom's whole body relaxes, a content little sigh escaping his lips, his face slack and blissed out. He likes being owned, so much. Andy can't get enough of it. "Good?" he asks, just to make sure it's not too tight.

"Perfect," Tom answers, the words leaving him in a sigh. Andy then ties the leash to the headboard, making sure that they're just far enough from it that he'll be feeling its pull the whole time. Tom lets out a moan. "Thank you, Sir."

Andy smirks. "Now, here's what I want you to do," he says, "you're going to ride me, just like that, and you're not going to come until I tell you to. You're definitely not going to come before I do. If you come close, you'll have to tell me. I want to hear you scream, so make as much noise as you want. Do you understand?"

Tom nods again, almost dizzyingly quick. "Yes, Sir."

"Good, then get to it."

Tom doesn't need to be told twice. He starts riding him, slowly at first, trying to find the perfect angle for Andy - not himself, Andy notices, pleased. Once it's perfect, Andy orders, "faster, slut,” and Tom obeys, as always, working up speed as he tries to keep himself upright, feeling the tug of his leash with every movement, moaning the whole time. “Good boy,” Andy says, and Tom’s responding whine is high pitched, embarrassing, needy. He gets even faster then, starting to babble as he keeps on working, and Andy just stays casually in place, not having to do a single thing while Tom works to give him pleasure.

"Fuck, you're so perfect, did you know that?" Tom asks, quickly sliding down on Andy's cock, making sure he puts all this weight in the end so Andy's cock will press down against his clit just the way he likes, making sure to go as deep as possible, "I've been dreaming of your cock for days, god, Sir, nothing's better than this," he hides his face in Andy's shoulder, speeding up even more, thighs shaking with the effort, and Andy puts a fist in his hair and pulls, watching as Tom throws his head back and lets out a scream, working even faster on Andy's cock. "Sir!," he whines, "oh, thank you, thank you, feels so good, oh my god, please, I'm gonna-"

"No, you won't," Andy interrupts, "I'm not even close to coming yet. Keep working, slut."

"Y-yes, Sir," he whines, going faster, deeper, and Andy makes it harder for him, keeps pulling at his hair to expose his neck, litters kisses and bites on his exposed throat, grabs his thigh and squeezes hard enough to bruise so Tom remembers he's his, his whore, his toy.

"I love it when you get like this," Andy says, doing his best to keep his tone even, even as he's a little breathless from pleasure, from power, "I bet you want to come so bad, don't you? If I'd just give you the word, you'd be making a mess of yourself, coming on my cock right now-"

"Fuck! Yes, yes, Sir, please, I'm so close."

Andy smiles. "No."

Tom whines, so cute, adorable, and Andy is nice enough to leave a little kiss on his shoulder, grounding, calming him down. Before going right back to torturing him, "no, you don't get to come for a long time yet. I want you just like this, on edge, tasting it…" Andy grins. "Tell me how close you are, baby."

"I'm- I'm so close-"

Andy slaps him in the face. "You can do better than that."

"Fuck, I feel like I'm going to explode, I'm so close, I want it so bad, and you feel so good, God, you have no idea what you do to me, Sir, your cock is so perfect, it hurts, I need it- need to cum on your cock, Sir, please-"

"No."

Tom chokes on a moan, and starts to go even faster. He lets out a little whine, something Andy thinks was supposed to be a word, but doesn't come close.

"See," Andy says, "this is why I won't let you come. Look at you - every time I tell you no, you get so desperate, so obedient - it's what you want, isn't it? You want me to keep telling you no, you want to know your pleasure doesn't matter, that you're just here to serve me."

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes-"

"Good, then keep going. And beg all you want- I like telling you no, too."

Tom does. He begs, and he says thank you when Andy denies him, again and again and again. Thank you, Sir, thank you for using me, for putting me in my place, I'm yours, I'm yours. And he keeps on praising Andy, praising his cock, his body, the way he fucks him and uses him, no one else makes me feel like this, no one deserves to be worshipped and served like you, Sir, I want to make you feel good-... Until even the clear-minded state of domspace begins to crumble and Andy feels nothing but pleasure, and confidence, and power, and he cums to the sound of Tom praising him and begging, once, twice, three times, until his head is clear again and everything, even the need to chase his own pleasure, is gone, and he just feels perfect.

"Stop," he orders Tom, who's still babbling more and more incoherently, endless praise and worship, and Andy finds that he worships Tom right back. "I want you to get my cock as deep inside you as you can, and stay still. I'm going to play with your dick for a while, and when I tell you to, you can come. You did well today, baby."

Tom nods, suddenly struggling to use his words. "T-thank you, Sir," he says, already frozen in place, thighs clenching with the effort not to move and also shaking with all the effort he did before.

Andy coos. "Poor baby. You were so good to me today. Let me take care of you."

"You always- always do, Sir," Tom replies, and Andy smiles.

He gives Tom a long, slow handjob, making sure Tom stays still through it, enjoying the way his thighs shake on top of Andy's, the pressure of Tom sitting tight on his cock, the way his arms also shake with effort where they rest around Andy's neck; Tom's pretty, exposed throat all marked up around his collar, his breathless little whines as Andy makes sure to do it just the way he likes it, makes his cock turn red with need; watches Tom bite his lip, because when he has to keep still he becomes so quiet and needy, even as the little whines go through his lips… Until Andy finally says, "come for me, baby," and Tom screams through an orgasm that lasts almost a minute, hanging on to Andy as tightly as he can to keep himself anchored through the pleasure.

And then Andy holds him, and Tom holds him back, and they hold each other.

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A while later, they've cleaned up Tom's cum so it doesn't get all sticky on Andy's chest, and Andy's finally taken off those damn briefs - they're great for sex, but get pretty tight when you wear them for a long time - and Andy holds Tom against his chest. He's humming, contently, and if anyone had told him at the beginning of the day that he'd be comfortable enough to have someone close to him while he's fully naked, he'd - well, probably assume they meant Tom, but still be skeptical.

"How do you feel?" Tom asks after a little while, finally opening up his eyes and saying hello to the world.

"That's supposed to be my line," Andy laughs.

"I feel great. Perfect. Next time, I wanna do it for longer. A week? Let's try a week. Or two weeks…?"

Andy laughs. "Let's not make too big of a leap yet."

"Fine. A week sounds good. Great. And now that we've established that denial is totally bomb for me, how are you feeling?"

"Honestly? I'm feeling great, too," Andy admits, playing with a little stray of Tom's hair, swirling it around his finger, "I think I needed that, a little bit. Who'd have thought that having you ride me and praise my cock cures dysphoria."

"Every trans top on every forum I've ever visited."

"Let me have my moment of realization," Andy mumbles, faux-annoyed. Tom just laughs, holding him closer.

"I'm just glad I could help," he says.

"Please tell me you didn't ride my cock just to help."

"Well, no, in case you hadn't noticed, I was horny as fuck. I just tried to, you know. Use that to give you a little push. Since you wanted to. Y'know. Also, it was all true. So..."

"Thanks, love," Andy says, earnestly. "I love you."

"I love you more."

They bicker about it, and Andy's smiling the rest of the day.

[cottoncandyjester]

What would the boys do if they found out their partner is trans? Like y/n hasn't started taking hormones when they got together, but obviously it's been their plan. How would the boys react to them taking/wanting to take hormones?

Love the question Z!

Honestly please send more trans Requests!

This contains: lots of wholesome moments! Just fluffy fluff

Theodore

He is ready

Will research endlessly

You wanna do this? He got you

Of course he supports you

Will do whatever he can to make you happy

But also wants you to be safe so he is monitoring everything

Writes down your process

Theo let's out a small sigh as he checked your heart rate once more, his eyes serious as he did so before writing the information down.

"all normal, though your heart is beating extra fast are you okay?"

Theodore moved closer before he planted a soft kiss on your cheek

"kidding, sorry shouldn't tease my dear"

Theo glanced at his notes before he looked up at you, his smile faltering causing you to worry but before you can say anything he simply got up and stretched

"let's do something fun hmmm?"

Theo held in his concerns about the hormones he hoped you truly were happy doing this, it made his heart flutter everytime he sees you excitedly notice changes in your body.

Hikaru

The man crossdresses quite often so he has no room to judge

He wouldn't be one to judge anyways cause he is supportive af

Takes you shopping

That's one topoc he doesn't bully you about

It's a close topic cause his twin brothers are both transgender

He is the type to stab someone if they dates to make fun of you

Will pay for whatever he has to in order for you to be happy

"baby! Sweet piggy! I'm home and I've come bearing gifts!"

The male stepped into the house with an expensive shopping bag in his hand clearly having bought you something new and shiny.he watched as you walked to him before your eyes looked over at the bag

"hikaru, I don't nee-"

"shhhh! Don't say anything I don't wanna hear it now come on get dressed we have a date! "

"what's the occasion?"

Hikaru Simply grinned before giving you a wink

"well, I figured I should spoil my baby, plus I have a surprise"

You simply grabbed the bag and hikaru simply smiled as he wondered if you would be happy when he tells you that he paid for the surgery you needed to transition

Axis

He is super supportive!

He also asks like 100 questions

He doesn't wanna be rude he's just curious

He wants to know how hormones make you feel

He already worships you so now he just extra worships you

Will see to it that you are absolutely comfortable all the time

Is the type to wear pride clothes and carry pride flags everywhere

He himself is pansexual so he is just super prideful

"sweetie! Look look!"

Axis came rushing into the room with a trans colored shirt with both Braille and words on it that said 'im married to a trans person and i love it'

"axis.."

You felt nothing but love as you saw how exciting he was about it, he was so happy and that in turn made you just as happy. You gave him a soft kiss on his cheek and he laughs softly now wrapping his arms around you

"we should go to pride again this year! Last year was so fun! Ooh and maybe we can have a one year anniversary since you've started taking hormones!"

"you just wanna eat cake"

Axis let out a fake dramatic gasp now pouting at you and pretending to be offended.

"baby! How could you think that!? I want to eat cake and celebrate you so it's a win win!"

You couldn't help but laugh at him before giving him another kiss watching his milky white eyes sparkle slightly at the affection

Prince

He is bad at supporting others but he tries

"well you look hot as either gender"

Forgive his ignorance he isn't used to caring about people like this

He made a signature drink in your honor

He is ready to fight whoever bashes you

He isn't crazy out there like axis but he does want you to know that he cares

He asks a few questions to better understanding

"so, how do you feel today?"

"gross"

Prince gave a small hum as he leaned against the bar and leaned close planting a kiss on your cheek, he sadly had to work but you paid him a visit at his job to keep him company as he worked.

"want a drink? I have a new drink I want you to try"

"sure, I could drink"

Prince grinned as he got to work and even showed off by flipping the shaker and catching it, once done mixing he poured it into a glass and you quickly picked up on the drink being trans flagged colored.

When he slid it to you he looked nervous but you took a sip and instantly melted, it was perfect.

"it has everything I like in a drink, this a signature drink?"

"spent all night crafting it for you"

Your eyes softened as he gave you a wink before planting a kiss to your lips before hearing a loud cough and prince growled lowly at the rude customer and pouted ad he pulled back

"asshole, I'll feed you eat poison"

Prince's dark grumbling made you nervous but you gazed at the drink before a soft smile returned to your face.

Yuki

He isn't good with showing support

Showing emotions in general is hard but he tries so hard

He makes sure you are feeling okay while on hormones

He tends to steal you right after for naps and cuddles

If you were to had mood swings as a side effect of hormones he will just take it

You wanna hit him? Do it.

Wanna yell? Please don't but okay.

He just wants you to know that he isn't going anywhere.

He loves you and will love you no matter what

He just wants you to be comfortable in your own skin

Yuki let's out a gentle sigh as he felt you brush his hair out of his face, you had just come back from an early doctor appointment and we're desperate for cuddles, yuki opened his eyes and reached out softly grsbbing your arm and pulling you into the bed

"how was it?"

"tiring."

Your one word response showed him just how you felt and he simply hugged you close now nuzzling his face into you as he locked you in place.

"Mmm, just sleep..."

You laughed soft at his tired demand but it made you feel better, you closed your eyes before feeling a kiss against your forehead and you melted at his touch

"love you"

"..love you too"

[zuffer-weird-girl]

hey sorry to be a bother but, do you think you can write a scenario with kai's s/o going to pick up kaito and haru from school? since they're mafia kids I'm sure they aren't treated the best, even by parents. how do you think a hormonal and pregnant angel would deal with the rudeness of others towards her son and haru who's practically her mom. tbh I feel like haru would slip up and call her mom one of these days XD

I woke up in the mood of beating someone up so yeah sure :v

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Luckily Chisaki allowed you to get out of the house without a body guard for once this time.

Him and the eight precepts had some... business to take care of, so neither hin or even Kurono could get to that school and pick your deviant and Haru.

You didn't mind it though, so you simply put on some shoes, with certain difficulty due to your baby belly but whatever, and got out of the house.

You were starting to notice the judgmental or even pitiful stares already from other parents as you walked on that place... and you honestly weren't in a good mood.

Your first pregnancy were full of deadly kicks from your baby boi; but this one? You were a storm of emotions.

Seriously, just yesterday you cried in your husband shoulder because you saw Chrono killing a bug.

"They had a family Kai!" You whined while he let out a irritated sigh and patted your head.

"They didn't. Those things arent like us. Im sure of it." He answered coldly and winced a bit when you let out another sob and almost crushed his chest.

Yeah... you werent exactly the most instable person on your first few months... at least it was getting a bit controlled when the time passes and after the medication, based on plants dont worry, that Chisaki had created.

Thank heavens for giving your husband to you because dear lord not even you were atturing yourself anymore.

"Mommy!" "Mrs Chisaki!"

Both kids voices broke you out of your thoughts as you smiled down at them.

"Hey you two!" You cooed, patting Kaito's head while he went for a hug while greeting Haru with a sweet smile "Ready to go?"

"Yep. This place stinks." Kaito answered numbly while taking your hand while Haru walked real close to your side.

You were just getting out of the gate before your ears catched something that left your blood boiling in absolutely anger and hate.

"Those two are the yakusa thugs?"

"Yeah, better keep a eye on those little shits. The boy is even the child of the leader himself."

"Overhaul? Tsk. Rascal hhas the features. I figure it, while the little bitch is from his commurate or something."

"Is incredible how the school allows those things to frequent!"

Your eye twitched violently as you clenched your jaw. Your son made a confused noise when you suddenly stopped and looked up at you with stoic eyes yet qorry evidently on his voice.

"You're okay mommy?"

"Is something wrong Mrs Chisaki?" Haru tugged at your shirt with a frow, before you shook your head a bit to pur on a smile.

You lushed the kida in your front and made them get up on a bench tk talk with them eye to eye.

"Kiddos. No matter what happens, do not ever imitate my actions. Got it?" You kissed your son's forehead and patted Haru's hair, careful with the arrows, and told them to wait in there a bit since those people weren't much away.

"Mom?" Kaito mumbled a bit aprehensive for being left all of the sudden.

You walked, still a forced smile on your face, before poking one of the woman's shoulder delicately.

"Excuse me?" You said gently, making the woman turn her head a bit.

Perfect.

You punched her hard on the face, making her fell on the ground merciless.

"WHAT THE-?!"

"One nore word spilling from ANY of you that I am giving you all a reason to fear THE YAKUSA." You said with emphasis while the other two woman helped their friend to get up.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" She shouted while the other comforted her friend's tears.

"Me?" You muttered coldly, your eyes piercing at each one of them "I am one who is wrong? I don't remember EVER speaking bad about your sons or their friends..." you lowered your tone of voice.

Many years marriage with chisaki kai teached you the tricks for making someone scared to death.

"Next time, think about who exactly you're talking about. Seriously, how many years do you have to be speaking like that about two childs? This is just stupid." You turned your back, sending them one side glare "If I hear about any of you speaking about ANYTHING about my son or his friend... Im going to break your bones in half and then tell my husband to finish ths service." The womans quivered in fear while getting up "Are. We. Clear?"

Two of them nodded, but the woman you had pinched tried to attack you before you turned your front to her with a finger arched up, shaking him from side to side.

"Ah ah ah~" you said almost sadisticly "You wouldn't want to hurt a lregnant woman and got into the justice would you? And besides, speaking bad about toddlers isn't exactly... sociable accepted."

The woman stared at you for a few seconds before getting pushed by their friends away from you.

"Take that!" You flinched a bit at the two voices coming from your leg to notice Kairo smirking devilish qhile Haru poked her tongue out at them.

Oh boi...

Bonus:

"You got into a fight?!" Your husband almost shouted while he jumped from his coach and cupped his face while with his other hand subsconciously went to your stomach.

"Not exactly a fig-"

"Mommy punched a miss's face becaus eshe was speaking bad about me and Haru!" Kaito exclaimed woth shinning (E/c) eyes "It was so cool!"

"That huh?" Chisaki mumbled, morw relieved then before while pinching your cheek painfully "Dont ever force yourself like that woman, you're pregnant for God's sake." He growled as he pinched and pushed even more your cheeks.

"Come ooooonnn!!!" You whined, immediatly rubbing your sore cheeks when he let go with a scoff.

Your husband tsked while crossing his arms.

"Kaito go take a shower, you're filth." Kaito went to protest before Chisaki just gave him a look, making the kid grumble before he obbeyed anyway.

The moment the kid left, Kai took a black handkerchief from his pocket before yanking your wrist with his gloved hand and rubbing in your palm.

"I swear to fucking god you could get hurt." He muttered in anger while you let out a sigh.

"Thanks for worrying about me Kai. I love you too." You said in mockness, but also not lying.

The man only scoffed and continued on his cleaning, bit he couldn't hide it from you the way the point of his cheek were a bit pink.

Adorable.