#me and kai are both into the siblings Big Time so...

[rueclfer]

shoujo touya save meeee pleaseee shoujo touya save me from the trenchessss

pull me through // touya todoroki

You awkwardly stood a few steps behind Touya as he felt around under the doormat for the spare key to his home. You two got along quite well for a couple of students who were on the opposite sides of the rankings, but never close enough to visit each other's home like this.

You were student council president, and Touya got suspended for setting the toilet on fire last year. That is how far you two were.

"Alright, come on in." He holds the door open for you to walk in before him.

At first glance, it seemed close to extravagant, but the closer you looked, it felt cozier by the second from the amount of framed photos, artwork, and trinkets displayed on every wall and counter.

In the living room, his younger siblings were all lined up like ducks as if they were awaiting for your arrival.

"Hi Fuyumi." You threw a wave at her.

"Hi Y/N!" She beams back.

You two worked on the student council together, so you were already close with her despite being a year older.

"Wait, this is Y/N?" The middle child with all white hair exclaims.

Fuyumi quickly swats her brother's arm, shushing him.

"Oooohh. Y/N, I know you!" The littlest one states, stepping up to you with an All Might figurine in hand.

"Oh do you?" You cock an eyebrow at Touya as he takes your jacket to put up by the door and your school bag off of your shoulder. You bent down to his level. "Your brother talks about me often?"

"No I don't." He quips before he could answer for himself, shooting a glare in their direction. "I don't know what either of them are talking about."

"Meet my ball and chains." He huffs with a hint of a smile in his voice. "Shouto, Natsuo, and you already know Fuyumi from your nerd thing."

"Can I play with them?" Shouto asks, moving over to Touya to tug on his pant leg.

"No you can't, turd. We have to work on a project so none of you bother us. Kay?" He motions you to follow him upstairs, slinging both of your bags over his shoulder.

You quickly follow behind him. "But maybe after!" You call out from midway up the stairs, giving them a final wave.

Upon entering his room, he sets your bag on his desk, letting you take the seat while he settles on his bed right next to you, whipping his laptop open.

Despite being somewhat of a delinquent, you knew that Touya was smart and had capabilities to be top of the class if he really cared to. You had no worries about this project, but the circumstance of being alone in his bedroom on the other hand, almost made you nervous,

"Your siblings seem to like me." You broke the tense silence as you two logged onto your presentation. "You definitely talk about me, huh?"

"It's probably Fuy. She's a big fan of yours." He glances over at you. "She talks about you way too much around here."

"You got a problem with that?"

"What, like I don't get enough of you at school?" He chuckles, biting on the end of his pen. "Don't I, Prez?"

"Lucky you, then. Not many people have that kind of access to me. I'm pretty high in demand, if you ask me." You tease back, meeting his eye for a moment before returning your attention back on your screen.

He pushes his laptop out and leans back in his bed, propping his upper half up on his elbow to face you with his pen still hanging out of his mouth.

"I wonder how those people feel about you spending all that time with such a loser like me? Not scared to tarnish that golden reputation of yours?"

"You give yourself too much credit." You laugh. "You've been such a good boy lately, I don't think anyone really bats an eye." You say sweetly, swiveling your chair to fully face him.

He chuckles to himself and diverts his eyes away from yours as a rush of blood floods to his cheek.

"Anyways..." He clears his throat, rubbing the back of his neck as his ears slightly flush into red. "Back to this bullshit."

You two talk back and forth about the project for a while, slipping into silence every now and then as you work on your respective slides.

In your peripheral, you noticed that every so often, he would glance up at you from his screen like clockwork. It makes you a bit too self aware of yourself, forcing you to keep your posture straight, not to bounce your leg too much, and to keep your fidgeting at bay.

"You're grinding your teeth." He mutters, breaking the silence. "I can hear it, like sandpaper."

"It's just a focus thing." You reply, biting the inside of your cheeks to combat the habit.

"I can't stop looking at them in class.." You hear from outside of the door, paired with the boys' giggling. "...They're all I can think about, I feel so stupid."

You and Touya both stop shoot each other a confused glance, not quite sure what Natsuo and Shouto were going on about in the hallway.

"What are they doing?" You lean in and whisper.

"I don't fucking know?" He shrugs. "Maybe reading one of Fuy's books?"

"How cute." You chuckle, returning your attention to the project.

"Prez would never want a guy like me. I want to do better, but I'm fucking hopeless." The boys start, their footsteps running up and down the hallway this time.

"Natsuo! That's a bad word, you can't say that!" Shouto cries.

Your eyes widened and glanced over at Touya, whose face had now drained of color, jaw slightly gaped open.

He slams his laptop shut and frantically feels around under his pillow and covers, as if he had misplaced something.

"What're you looking for?" You asked, watching him rummage through his school bag after going through his bed.

"I'm going to fucking kill them." He mutters, throwing his bag on the floor. "I'm actually going to kill them."

He walks over to swing his bedroom door open, revealing the two boys leaning against the wall with a book in hand, flipping through the pages.

"Where the fuck did you two get that!?"

The two younger boys scream and scurry down the hall with Touya right on their tail. You follow them out into the hallway, watching them run a muck around the house.

Natsuo and Shouto eventually circle their way back to Touya's room, shoving themselves right behind you a second before Touya is able to get to them.

"Guys?" You look down at Shouto clutching your leg and Natsuo breathing hard, peering over your shoulder. "What did you two do?" You put a hand down on the top of Shouto's head, tapping it to get his attention up at you.

"Natsuo did it!" He cries, burying his face into your side. "I didn't do anything." He muffled into your shirt.

"You're the one who gave me his diary, you liar!" Natsuo reaches over and flicks Shouto's head. "Shouto did it!"

"What the hell is going on?" Fuyumi comes out of her room.

"These fuckers went through my things." Touya huffs, face now red. "Y/N. Move over please." He inches closer.

"No! Y/N please!" Natsuo cries behind you, clutching on you tighter.

"Whoooaa. Okay, okay let's relax everyone." You nervously chuckle.

"You, take a step back." You put a finger on Touya's chest, lightly pressing him to take a couple steps back into the hallways.

You noticed Touya clenching onto a journal so tight that his knuckles were white, jaw tense seething with anger.

"You two, go with your sister." You pried the two kids from your side, ushering them towards Fuyumi, in which she properly slapped the back of their heads the moment they got to her.

"Idiots. What did I tell you guys? Get in." She huffs before closing the door behind them.

"Don't think you're safe! Your ass is grass once Y/N leaves." He calls out before the door clicks shut.

"You, stop it. Come inside." You pull him in by the elbow.

"Jesus fucking christ." He groans into his hands, throwing the journal on his bed. "You didn't hear any of that, alright? None of that happened."

"Yup. You got it." You silently chuckle to yourself. "Absolutely nothing."

You watch him shove the journal deep into his school bag before throwing it back on the ground and flopping down in his bed, face buried in his pillow.

"FUCK!" He screams into his pillow, tightly gripping the sides of it.

"Okay let's just finish this shit and get it over with." He huffs, turning on his back and leaning up against the headboard, dragging his laptop back up to his lap.

"Oh so you really didn't wanna talk about it?"

"Talk about what?" He shoots you a threatening glance.

You ignored the hostile look, anyways. "You have a crush on me." You bite your bottom lip to hide a side. "That's what that was, right?"

"Who said all that shit was about you, huh?"

"You got another 'Prez' in your life?" You cock an eyebrow.

He went silent for a moment, running a hand through his hair and blowing out a breath of air.

"Let's not do this right now."

"That's fine." You turn your attention back to your laptop. "I'm just saying, though, you don't have to do 'better' for me to like you. I already do."

Another beat of silence passes.

"Cool. Cool." He squeaks out. "Um. Can you double check my slides for me?" He coughs.

You looked at him in your peripheral to see him covering the bottom half of his face with his hand, hiding the impending blush creeping up his face as he kept his eyes glued to his screen.

"Sure." You smiled. "Only if you double check mine."

-

bonus scene hehe:

over the next week of school, touya had been actively avoiding you- which you expected. it wasn't until one late school day where you had to stay behind for your council meeting when you caught him waiting by your cubby.

"touya." you greeted, holding out your bag for him to take while you started switching your shoes out. "what are you still doing here?"

"got a request to deliver to you, prez." he responds with a smirk, leaning up against the cubbies with your bag under his arm.

"oh yeah? well unfortunate for you, but i'm off the clock. you should file it in the student council box."

"it's a special request that can only be delivered in person." he rolls his eyes. "also i'm walking you home, so you don't really have a choice."

you laugh, starting your way out of school. "okay, then. go for it."

"go out with me this weekend."

your breath hitches from surprise. you had to admit to yourself that you had been waiting for some sort of confession or at the very least a chat about the last time you had seen him, but for him to almost demand a date with you caught you off guard.

"really?" you snap your attention to him, face heating up.

"really."

"i'd love to." you smile. "you feel like talking about it now? or do i gotta go through your diary for that?"

"shut up. it's a journal- two very different things." he nudges you with his elbow. "fuyumi yelled at me after you left and told me that i was an emotionally constipated prick, so i guess that inspired me to get my shit together."

"sooo.." you motion for him to continue.

"sooo...i like you. i have for a while." he starts "and i got my marks up for this quarter. for you. well, technically for me, but i wanted you to see that i was trying."

your heart swelled at this simple act. "you didn't have to do that. i told you i like you regardless- even after you set the toilet on fire."

"we don't talk about that version of me last year." he laughs "and i wanted to. you made me want to do it for me."

you two continue to walk home chirping in conversation and light teases. you had always been drawn to him despite his bad habits and annoying mannerisms, but you knew he always had it in him to do good things and make better choices for himself. knowing that he did it because of his inspiration to be a good person for you only made you like him more.

[trippinsorrows]

dreamland: no yeetmas

authors note: here is the christmas oneshot! hope it's enjoyable. even if heavy at some points.

merry christmas! ❤️

warnings: detailed discussions pertaining to domestic violence

words: 8k

Date night with six kids, date night with seven kids, one of them being a three month-old newborn, is practically impossible, but if there’s one thing Roman Reigns will always prioritize, it’s one on one time with his wife.

A promise made when Lina and Leya were not even a month old. One where he and Solana vowed to always make sure to make time for each other, no matter what.

A promise that’s been kept over the years, even with the birth of their baby girl, Aubriela. 

And, just like all of their date nights, it’s a fun, needed kidfree time. No arguing, no yelling, no cat mowing or dog barking. Just him and her with a private dinner on a yacht. A wonderful evening they stretch as much as they can, eventually heading back home so Solana can nurse Aubriela. 

However, the small smile that’s been on Roman’s face, and the even bigger one on his wife’s all night, are instantly wiped off the minute they step foot into their mansion.

And Roman is the first to speak. “What the hell?”

Solana’s mouth is ajar as she takes in the chaos and mess around her. Legos, toys, dolls, and other items scattered across the living room. Three unfolded baskets of laundry sitting after Roman specifically tasked his teenagers with taking care of it.

A sink full of dishes Solana left Koa and Kai with handling, them simply needing to load the dishwasher.

And the madness around them is only matched by the loud, boisterous sounds coming from upstairs. And despite this noise, because of their trained ears, both mother and father can make out the sound of a baby crying. A sound that becomes clearer and louder.

“Aubriela,” Solana murmurs to herself, taking off her heels and moving to the staircase where, at the top, a figure appears.

Leya is holding her crying sister, her eyes widening slightly when she realizes her parents are home.

“Mom.” She swallows, mouth opening and closing as she rocks her baby sister. “We were just—”

“Give her to me,” Solana interrupts, walking halfway up the stairs to retrieve her crying newborn, kissing her temple and already picking up on the wail being her ‘hungry’ cry. Solana takes the baby blanket off Leya’s shoulder as well and turns on the steps to walk into the living room. 

As Leya follows her mother to explain, Roman moves to the steps and shouts, “everybody down here, now!”

The voice is one that penetrates through the noise, all kids clearly hearing him as the sound of hurried footsteps follows. 

Roman locks eyes with Tama first, Lina coming in second, Koa and Kai’s heads peeking through in between their big siblings. Roman steps aside and places his hands on his hips. “On the sofa. All of you.”

Tama rolls his eyes. “Dad—”

Roman’s sharp gaze moves back to his oldest son. “What I say?”

Tama sighs loudly but follows suit, Koa and Kai behind him. Aroha is the last to arrive, skipping down the steps and smiling. “Hi, daddy.” She motions to her costume, which should be pajamas, as it’s well past her bedtime. “Look! I’m a fairy!”

Roman also sighs, directing, “go sit down on the sofa, Aroha.”

He’s not surprised by the look of confusion on her face but is at least relieved to see her follow his instructions. With all the kids gathered, Roman walks over to the living room where Solana sits, nursing Aubriela, using the baby blanket to prevent her breast being exposed.

Roman stands before his kids, jumping right to the point. “What the hell is all of this?”

Lina is the first to speak, phone in her hand as she texts. “What do you mean?”

“You know exactly what I mean, Lina,” is his stern response. He’s about to tell her to put her phone away when it dawns on him that they’re all on some type of device. From his oldest to his youngest, aside from his newborn baby. Roman pinches the bridge of his nose, trying his best not to snap on them.

Solana speaks up, her voice sharp and clear. She says something in Spanish, all of the kids looking up, mostly annoyed, followed by them all putting the phones, iPads, and tablets beside them. 

Roman casts his wife a glance. She gives him a supportive nod, clearly picking up on the fact that he’s doing his best to remain calm.

He’s appreciative, because these kids are certainly not making it any easier.

He decides to be a bit more specific, asking the older teens, “why are your brothers and sister still up?” He glances at the watch on his wrist. “It’s almost 10 o’clock at night.”

Tama sucks his teeth. “Dad, you know they don’t listen to us.”

“I’m really tired of hearing that excuse, Tamasa.” Because he is. Roman knows his younger children can be headstrong and stubborn, a lot like him, but so can Tama. His oldest boy knows how to get the kids in order.

If he fucking tries.

“Aroha,” Solana speaks up, directing her address to her daughter. “You know it’s past your bedtime.”

And the guilty look on her face confirms as such. That doesn’t stop her from arguing in her little voice, pointing to her sister, “But, mommy! Lina wouldn’t read me a bedtime story!”

“Oh my gosh,” Lina rolls her eyes and scoffs, turning to her little sister. “You don’t need a bedtime story.”

“It’s part of her routine, Catalina. You know this,” Solana reminds, adding, “and I left you in charge of putting her to bed.”

“But beyond that, Aroha, Koa, Kai, why are these toys all over the damn living room?” Roman joins in, motioning to the mess of legos, dolls, and other randoms that are scattered across the floor. “You know damn well ya’ll are supposed to pick up after yourselves.” He turns to the teens, pointing to the laundry. “And ya’ll were supposed to fold and put away these clothes. I told you that before we left.”

“The dishes aren’t done either,” Solana points out, looking at her twin boys. “I asked you both to load the dishwasher. It’s your night to do it.”

Kai kicks his feet in an almost bored manner as Koa scowls, asking, “don’t we have a maid?”

Tama snorts, quietly agreeing, “literally.”

Roman cuts his eyes at not one but the set of his kids, reminding, “whether we have a maid or not doesn’t matter. When your mom and I tell ya’ll to do something, ya’ll need to do it.”

The fact this discussion is even transpiring is partially baffling to Roman. Not entirely surprising though, as it was one of the things he and Solana discussed during the date night. How something seems to have overtaken their children, shifting them from the overall well-behaved kids they usually are to almost defiant, borderline disrespectful things. It’s gotten to the point where both he and his wife have noticed them constantly having to repeat themselves, something that’s out of the norm.

Sure, it happens every so often, but they’re kids. That’s normal.

Lately though….it’s become too much.

And Roman is sick of it. 

“Your mom and I have been picking up your slack the past few weeks, and we’re tired of it. We have this big ass house and several of you. There’s no reason for the—”

“So, let’s get another maid,” Tama’s muttered “joke” evokes small giggles and smiles across the board with his siblings, even Aroha.

And, it’s in that moment that it hits him. 

That Roman realizes just how bad this is.

How spoiled his kids have become, a word he never thought he’d have to use for them but one that’s clearly applicable. And, it’s confirmed when he locks eyes with his wife whose expression indicates they’re exactly on the same page.

She proves it with a small nod, indicating from him to go.

Roman shakes his head to himself, knowing what he needs to do.

It’s time to fix this.

“I don’t know when the hell ya’ll became so ungrateful and entitled, but I’m not here for this shit, and I’m not putting up with it anymore.” Because, he’s not. Because this has gone on too long, and it’s time for him to handle it. “Ya’ll don’t even realize how lucky you are to have what you have, so it’s time we remind you of of it.” And without missing a beat, he announces, “Christmas is canceled.”

Silence.

And then small smiles and light laughter.

Leya is the first to notice, however, that neither of her parents look like they find anything funny about the situation. “W–what?”

Roman, again, is clear and concise with his words. “You heard me. Christmas is cancelled. None of ya’ll are getting a damn thing from us or Santa.”

And, it’s that second reiteration, perhaps the inclusion of profanity and Santa, seems to trigger the seriousness of the situation for the kids.

 Because thus the commencement of the panic.

“What!”

“You can’t do that!”

“It’s Christmas! We always celebrate Christmas!”

“Dad! You said I could get the latest Jordans!”

“What about our new monitors?!”

“Daddy! Santa has to come!”

“Not this year.” He silences the protests, reaffirming his stance. “You guys have become unappreciative for everything your mom and I do for ya’ll, so why should we reward that?” It’s a fair and valid question that, again, Roman never anticipated having to ask of his kids. He knows that he’s always essentially given them whatever they asked for, but they’ve always been respectful in return. Always followed the rules. So, he had no issue.

But now that that’s no longer happening, he’s going to have to teach them a lesson. 

A hard lesson.

Clearly recognizing there’s not going to be a win with him, the kids redirect their focus on the less strict of their two parents. 

“Mom?!”

However, both parents are very much on the same page. 

“Your dad is right.” Floored expressions all around. “ You all have no idea how blessed you are and what you have compared to what we went through as kids. It’s time you learn a lesson.” Solana stands up, Aubriela clearly done feeding and needing to be changed. “Christmas is canceled.”

—------

It’s been some time since the Reigns children have come together in the name of a common goal or enemy. It’s an alliance usually reserved for whenever one of the kids is being bullied or needs help with a situation. Or, in lighter times, if they’re working to surprise one or both of their parents for a special occasion, such as a birthday or anniversary.

However, there is nothing light about this situation.

The canceling of Christmas, all of the kids’ most favorite holiday, is something that’s never happened before, thus, at first, they’re not sure how to react. Even chalk it up to their parents being so upset in the moment but bound to change their minds when they calm down. 

Especially their dad.

Except that’s not what happens. Because it’s going on three days since the formal announcement, and the ruling has remained the same.

No Christmas this year.

And, it’s not because the kids haven’t done their best to right their wrongs. Staying on top of their chores. Even taking on a few not asked of them. Pleasants smiles and battling eyes all around. Yet, none of it seems to make a difference, both their dad and mom reminding, them, “this doesn’t change anything. Christmas is still canceled.”

It’s how they know that this is a dire situation, and dire situations call for backups and reinforcements. 

Gathered around in the main room of their massive basement, the Reigns kids and their Uncle Jimmy sit and work to plot. Or rather, the older kids, Koa and Kai included, along with Jimmy, discuss strategy while Aroha is in the corner humming and coloring at her arts and crafts table.

“Damn. Ya’ll really got your parents mad enough to cancel Christmas?” Jimmy shakes his head, popping a handful of popcorn in his mouth, talking while chewing. “I’d expect that from ya’ dad, but Soso? That’s crazy.”

Tama frowns and points out, “doesn’t dad hate it when you call mom that?”

“Is your daddy around?”

Lina rolls her eyes, texting and muttering, “he’s always around.” She only briefly rips her attention away from the conversation transpiring through texts to see Aroha is now spinning in a circle, clearly pretending to be a ballerina. Fitting, given that she’s wearing one of her fifty million different tutus.

Jimmy suddenly darts his eyes, finishing chewing and clearing his throat almost nervously. “Well, let’s get this shit figured out.” 

“Yeah, cause we have a business call at 3,” Koa informs as he and Kai type away on their laptops they built themselves when they were eight. 

Jimmy frowns. “Business call? Ain’t ya’ll like 7?”  

Kai glares, correcting his uncle. “We’re 10, Uncle Jimmy.”

“Same difference,” he dismisses. “Too many of ya’ll to keep up with anyway.”

Tama runs his hands over his face, his striking resemblance to his father when Roman was his age even more prominent with the gesture. “Ya’ll, can we please stay focused?”

Jimmy sucks his teeth. “I don’t know why ya’ll so stressed. The solution to this problem is simple.” He licks his lip and gestures to Aroha. “Just have lil bit fix it.”

The teens all share a look, Tama asking, “Aroha?” The child in question doesn’t hear her name being referenced. Thankfully. “How?”

“Amateurs.” Jimmy shakes his head and goes on to explain. “Everybody know your daddy can’t say no to her. She got some cute kid magic on him or something. Get her to give him that cute face she do that remind him of ya mama, and I guarantee ya’ll Christmas will be back on by the end of the day.” 

It’s so…..simple.

But genius. 

Lina, Leya, and Tama all give each other unspoken nods of approval and agreement. 

Koa and Kai’s eyes are alight with excitement, already anticipating the gifts they’re going to receive. “Uncle Jimmy, you’re a genius.”

“Man, you know how I do. That’s why I’m the QB!”

The plan, for all intents and purposes, is easy enough. One that really only calls for Aroha to be her adorable self. However, it’s the unknown of it all that has the kids a little nervous.

“Okay, Roro,” Lina offers a sweet smile, pushing back some of her curls, ensuring the earpiece is hidden after the group walks her through the plan. “You know what you have to do, right?”

She nods happily. “Cuddles with mommy and daddy!”

Koa slaps his forehead and mutters, “we’re doomed.”  

“No, Roro,” Tama moves to one knee, explaining, “you just have to tell mom and dad how sorry you are, you’ll be better, and you’ll be super sad if Christmas is canceled.” 

“Make sense, lil bit?” Jimmy asks with a tentative thumbs up.

Her smile is bright as she gleefully exclaims, “Okay!”

There’s still skepticism around, primarily with Koa and Kai, but they also recognize that this is their best bet. 

So with high fives from her siblings, and all parties earpieces verified to be working, they send the youngest Reigns girl on her mission. 

Aroha finds both her parents in Aubriela’s nursery where they’re helping her with tummy time. Roman is the first to notice his little girl. “Hey, Roro.”

She walks over to her dad, hands on his shoulder as he moves an arm around her. Aroha waves at her sister. “Hi, little baby!”

Solana giggles quietly, gently rattling the toy in front of Aubriela and motioning to Aroha. “There’s your hermana, mija.”

Aubriela, however, is too focused on the toy, making small, incoherent sounds. Solana chuckles and looks up. “You alright, Roro?”

“Alright, baby girl,” Jimmy says in the earpiece. “Now’s your chance.” 

And without hesitation, she announces her request with all the confidence in the world. “I wanna play with my tablet!”

“No!” It’s said louder than Tama intended but with all the frustration shared among his siblings.

Jimmy mutes his mic, sharing with the group. “Ya’ll sister might be a little slow.” 

“Uncle Jimmy,” Leya lightly scolds, speaking into the mic. “Aroha, no, you’re supposed to—”

“Did you do your reading yet?”

“Shit,” Lina curses, just now remembering her mom asked her to help Aroha with her reading if need be.

Aroha shakes her head no, murmuring, “I want tablet time….”

Roman reminds in the perfect mixture of gentle and stern, “you know the rules, Roro. No devices until you do your daily reading.”

It’s a simple rule for the Reigns kids that started with Leya and Lina. Every day, each child is required to spend at least 30 minutes reading. For the younger kids like Aroha, Koa, and Kai, it’s required before they can use any devices. The teens are allowed to handle their schedules for their daily reading, but it’s still a required thing for them as well. 

And, it’s a rule that Aroha Reigns is well aware of. That doesn’t seem to stop her from stomping and pouting.

“That’s not, fair!”

Roman is quick with the reprimanding. “Fix your face, Roro. Now.”

“Roro,” Solana speaks up, her voice also firm. “Go to the reading room or your quiet room and do your reading.”

“Then I can get on the tablet?”

“Roro, who cares about the tablet?” Tama snaps in her earpiece. “Ask them about Christmas!”

Aroha scowls even deeper and moves her hair to press her finger against the earpiece, subsequently revealing it to her parents. “Don’t yell at me!”

Roman most definitely notices this and gently turns her around. “What is this?” 

Her eyes go wide. “Ummm….”

“Run, Lil Bit! Run!” Jimmy shouts, prompting the kids to all look at him with disapproval. 

“Running won’t help, Uncle Jimmy!” 

“Daddy, I really need to talk to you.” Her voice is sweet, the save almost natural and organic. And effective. 

Roman takes a deep breath, asking, “about?”

Jimmy is quick to change his tune, slapping Tama on the arm. “Man, I told you that lil girl a genius.”

“Daddy….” All sets of listening ears perk up to Roro using the voice. The voice that's almost unnaturally sweet and adorable. The voice that can win over even the strongest of men. The Tribal Chief included. “I’m really sorry we’ve been bad. We promise we’ll be good again.” And left alone, right there, there might have been a chance. A landslide into victory and triumph, but not for the follow up. “So, can we have Christmas now?”

Roman and Solana share a look, with him saying what both of them are thinking. “Aroha, did your brothers and sisters ask you to come in here?”

She nods, not even second guessing the snitching. “We want Christmas!”

“Roman….” A gentle warning from Solana to her husband as she goes to take over, recognizing he’s getting more and more upset.

Except, he beats her to it.

“Well, you’re not getting it.” Plain and fucking simple. “Now go do your reading. Now.”

Her eyes widen. “But, daddy—”

“Aroha Reigns, I’m not gon’ repeat myself again. I said no.” And, he’s not, because if he does, his voice will be significantly louder and harsher. “Reading. Now.”

Thankfully, the message is sent, an irritated Aroha marching out the room and back to where her siblings and uncle remain, flabbergasted by what they’ve just witnessed. 

“Daddy’s a meany head!” Is all she states as she rips off the hidden earpiece and stomps right back out, most likely to get her reading done. 

“Did he…..did he just tell her no?” Tama asks the room, almost needing reassurance that what he just saw is actually what he saw. 

“Dad….dad’s never told her no,” Lina breathes, also struggling with what just transpired.

“He did now,” Koa mutters.

“Damn, ya’ll really done did it now.” Jimmy blows out a breath. “Might wanna start planning for Christmas next year.” He then completely changes the subject asking, “and while ya’ll at it, make sure to RSVP for Tito’s 5th birthday party next month.”

Collective eye rolls and sighs, Tam being the first to say what everyone else is thinking, "Uncle Jimmy, don’t nobody like Tito mean ass but you.”

“And didn’t he turn 5 last year?” Koa asks, clearly confused.

“And the year before that and the year before that—”

“And the year before that,” Leya finishes for her twin, asking almost tentatively, "Uncle Jimmy, just how old is Tito anyway? Like, for real?”

“Aye, we don’t talk about that,” he answers, defensively. “Tito is a private person.”

“He’s a dog,” Lina states with a straight face.

“He’s literally never gonna die,” Kai mutters to his brother.

“See, that’s ya daddy in you,” Jimmy points out, wagging his finger toward Lina as she rolls her eyes. “All I know is ya’ll better be there wearing your #Titorrific shirts.”

Tama cringes at the memory of the gifts given out at Tito’s birthday last year. “Pretty sure dad burned all of ours.”

“Not surprising. He been a hater since we was kids.” He sucks his teeth, offering, “don’t worry. I’ll get ya’ll some more.” And before they can try to convince him that that’s not necessary, Jimmy is on his way out, murmuring something about seeing what “Soso” cooked.

Meanwhile, as the kids return to the meaning of their plans' failure and struggle to accept defeat, their parents have a completely different issue. 

Solana is now holding and rocking Aubriela, trying to soothe her to sleep as Roman paces across her nursery.

“Baby, calm down. You don’t need to get yourself all ups—”

“Can you believe them?” He interrupts, too caught up with his frustration and many thoughts to heed to his wife’s advice. “They still don’t get it.”

Because neither Roman nor Solana are stupid. They’ve known from the beginning of their kids redemption tour that it was all performative. That just why Christmas was canceled and the lesson they were hoping to teach them hadn’t registered. But, that was three days ago. Roman was thinking, maybe more hoping, by now that they’d have caught on.

Clearly, that’s not the case.

“You’re right. They don’t.” Solana is careful in how she stands up from the rocking chair where she'd shifted, moving to place a now sleeping Aubriela in her crib. Naturally, Roman moves behind her, partially soothed by the sight of his youngest enjoying her slumber. “I think I have an idea though.” Solana straightens after getting her baby girl settled. Turning around, her hands on her husband’s chest, she warns, “I don’t think you’re going to like it though.”

—--------

“Do you know where we’re going?”

It’s a question that’s been asked amongst the group of children when they were all loaded in separate vehicles. The boys with Roman, and the girls with Solana, sans Aubriela who is at the house with their Aunt Bayley.

Fingers have moved rapidly against screens, as they try to use the process of elimination to land on just what their parents have planned. 

A difficult thing, especially when it would be so much easier if both mom and dad weren’t so tight lipped. 

It’s the older kids who take notice when they pull up to a gated property, neither SUV being stopped at the checkpoint, instead being let in without any kind of verification or search. 

That’s not entirely uncommon, as they’ve known their dad to handle that ahead of time, in terms of letting appropriate parties know they would be attending XYZ.

However, what confuses the lot of them as they pull up to a massive property, a mansion, is just where and what this place is.

The faint sound of children’s laughter can be heard, either from inside the house or maybe even out back, but it’s the perceptive teens who also take note of security that patrol the premises. 

Bloodline.

With everyone stepping out of the SUV's, Aroha, being the youngest in attendance, doesn’t hesitate to move over to Roman, clearly feeling a bit unsettled. 

“Daddy, where are we?”

Roman doesn’t answer but instead accepts her unspoken requests with her arms lifted. He picks her up and moves closer to Solana who simply directs with a wave of her hand.

The remaining children, though still filled with questions, follow suit. And immediately the sound of laughter and giggles is more prominent and apparent, as the visualization of it is now available. Because stepping into the home, a set of children come running down the steps, various sizes of smiles on their faces. 

But more than just smiles. 

Small scrapes. Bruises even. Clearly tended to but very much visible.

And, it’s one of the children, a little girl who notices the presence of the family standing by the front door, that greets them. 

“Mrs. Solana!”

All the children, especially Aroha, watch as their mother greets the little girl and accepts her hug with open arms. “You’re here!”

“I am,” Solana giggles, pushing back some of her hair. “How are you doing, Noel?”

“Better,” she answers, still beaming up at Solana, sharing with excitement, “mommy’s feeling better, too!”

“I’m happy to hear that.” She truly is. “Aroha.” Roman lets her down to the ground as she moves to stand beside her mom. “This is Noel. Noel, this is my daughter, Aroha. She’s the same age as you.”

Noel’s eyes light up as she takes in the other child. “Hi! I like your dress. It’s so pretty.”

Aroha looks down, smiling back, even though Solana can see it doesn’t meet her eyes. That she’s probably more focused on the faded bruise by Noel’s right eye. It doesn’t stop her from saying and complimenting, “thank you. I–I like your shirt.”

The other child looks down and beams even brighter. “Thanks!”

“Kids!” A voice calls out, Solana seeing Natalya at the end of the hall. “It’s time for outside play.”

“Nat!” Solana calls out, motioning to Aroha. “Can she join?”

At that, Aroha grows a bit unsure. “Mommy….”

“It’s okay, baby,” Solana comforts, pulling her in for a hug and kissing the top of her head. “You go play with the other kids for a little bit, and mommy and daddy will come get you when we’re done. Alright?”

Aroha glances over at her dad who gives a nod of agreement, seemingly settling her nerves.

She gasps when Noel takes her hand, offering, “you can play with me!”

Roro, again, appears more settled as Noel leads them to the back. Solana mouths “thank you” to Natalya who only winks and proceeds to guide the kids to the outside play area. 

Just then, a man walks over, tall with long blonde hair that’s a bit unruly and light blue eyes. “Didn’t know you guys were planning to come in today.”

“A last minute thing,” Roman explains, looking over at Koa and Kai. “Boys.” His deep voice pulls their attention from staring at this stranger. “This is Mr. Copeland, but he likes to be called Adam.”

This Adam person offers a small smile, correctly guessing, “Koa and Kai, right?”

Kai is more hesitant, asking, “how do you know us?”

Adam chuckles. “Been working with your parents for years now. I’ve heard a lot about you all, but especially you two. I hear you're good with technology.”

At that, Koa lifts his chin, correcting, “very good.

Roman rolls his eyes and instructs, “Koa. Kai. You’re going with Adam.” He looks over at his oldest son who still looks confused by all of this. “Tama, you’re staying with me.”

Solana adds, speaking to her oldest twins. “And you both will come with me.”

Lina is the one to finally outright ask, “Mom. Dad. What’s going on?” She gestures around her. “What is this place?” 

And with a perfect, almost bittersweet smile, Solana answers, “Alma’s Hope.”

—-------

It’s a bit of a strange thing, something almost out of a scene of a movie. Tama stays with his dad as they’re escorted into a room that almost feels like it was ripped out from an episode of SUV with a two way mirror that gives them a view of a room filled with women. A room that includes Lina and Leya who are still somewhat confused but starting to put two and two together, large due to the women around them.

Bruised, quiet, clearly terrified.

It’s...uncomfortable for the teens, to say the least. 

But, that discomfort is slightly waned and replaced with more confusion as Solana walks into the room and takes the last available seat at the front of the room. 

“Hi.” Solana openw with a small smile on her face. She briefly locks gazes with her daughter, giving a small nod. “A lot of you probably know who I am because of my husband, but you don’t know why I’m here.” She closes her eyes. “How I’m still here.” Eyes opening, she clears her throat. “But, before we get into that, I just want to go over some basic things.” Solana shifts in her seat, going on to explain. “Alma’s Hope is the biggest domestic violence shelter and safe haven in the country. We have several locations scattered across the states and a few in Mexico. This was the first one built over 15 years ago, and we’ve helped save and change countless lives ever since.” Both Lina and Leya share quiet, shocked expressions. “The rules are simple. We are kind to one another, we don’t judge, and most importantly, we do not give out the location.”

“As you can see, from the outside, no one would ever suspect what this place really is, and that’s intentional, because safety is the utmost priority here, and while we’ve had some situations in the past, the backing of the Bloodline ensures the safety of all who are here. No harm will come to any of you during your stay. You have my word.”

“We also have a policy where we turn no one away nor do we have a limit on how long you can stay. We do require that while you are here, however, you participate in weekly individual and group therapy. Same for any children you have that are 5 and older. This is mandatory.” 

That makes sense, Tama thinks to himself, as he also sits quietly, listening with an abundance of surprise about this whole world he had no idea existed. 

Had no idea his mom was so deeply involved in. 

Solana informs, looking around the room, “we’ll work with you to find housing, to go into witness protection if that’s what’s needed, get an education, a job. Whatever it is, we have the resources. So whenever you do decide to leave, you’ll be set up for success.”

Eyes closing for a second, she gestures around. “I chose to name this place in honor of my mother, Alma Escobar, who was a victim of domestic violence. And I have to say victim instead of survivor, because my mother did not survive. Because after years of me begging her for us to just leave, she finally made a plan. A good plan, but it didn’t matter, because he found out, and he had her killed because of it.” Solana points to the scar on her face and rolls up her sleeve to show one on her arm. “The only reason I survived that night was because my mother used her body to shield me, saving me, giving up her life in the process to keep me alive.” 

A pause. Budding emotions. From more than just the speaker.

“And for so many years, I blamed myself. Though it should have been me, or at least the both of us together, because with my mother no longer around, the man who I grew up believing was my father and now my older brother, who also blamed me for her death, turned their anger onto me.” Solana quickly wipes at her tears, powering through a difficult recounting of events. “And suddenly I was the one being beaten and starved and literally tortured, and I thought I deserved it. I thought it was….it was my punishment for getting my mother killed.”

To say that the older Reigns kids are floored at what they’re hearing would be an understatement. 

They’re stunned and devastated. 

“If you have a child, and you continue to stay, because you think it’s better for your baby to be raised by two parents, I promise you, it’s not.” Solana blows out a shaky breath, messing with the material of her pants. “Because even after all these years, I can still remember how terrified I would be when my mother would send me away and tell me to go hide. When she’d tell me to put on headphones, as if it would drown out the sounds of her screams as he beat her.” 

Another deep breath is taken as Solana moves into the ending portion of her introduction. 

“It’s no secret that my husband has a temper and is not always the nicest person,” she swallows, reiterating, “but, he’s also the first man in my life to never lay a finger on me. On our children. None of us.” Eyes surveying the room, she reminds in a firm voice, “it is a choice to be an abusive piece of shit.” A softer expression with a voice still filled with conviction. “But, now that you’re here and safe, it’s also a choice if you decide to go back.” 

“Whatever resources you need, the foundation can provide or help you find.” Lina and Leya are also having to wipe away tears as they struggle to take in every heartbreaking thing they’ve just learned about their mother. Same with Tama.  “I’m not here as much as I’d like to be, because I have seven children, including a newborn,” she says with a small laugh and smile. “But, if I’m here, and you need something or someone to talk to, you can always talk to me.”

By the time their mother is finished, Lina and Leya are both in a bit of an emotional haze. 

And both have tears in their eyes. 

Tama as well. 

They didn’t know what to expect of this mystery trip, but regardless, nothing could have prepared any of the Reigns kids’ for what they’ve experienced. 

—--------

Later that night, when the family returns home, the processing conversations are partitioned. Roman and Solana talking to Aroha, the least of the intense conversations, followed by Koa and Kai, slightly more intense, and finally, Tama, Lina, and Leya. Definitely the heaviest of the conversations. 

“Mom, we….” Tama, who usually is never at a shortage of words, is at a loss. “We had no idea….we didn’t—”

Over the years, the kids have heard bits and pieces of their parents' childhood, more from their dad than their mom. 

Some elements from their mom, but nothing could have prepared them for all they heard today.

“I didn’t want you to know,” is Solana’s simple but soft reply. “My childhood and the things that happened to me…..deep down, I never wanted you to know, because I didn’t want you to be weighed down with that.”

“Grandma went through so much.” Leya sniffles, wiping at her eyes. “You went through so much….”

Tama’s fist forms at his side. Similar to his dad, he tends to experience more anger at wrongs committed against loved ones. “I can’t believe they did that stuff to you.”

“Some people are just evil, kids. That’s a hard thing I had to realize, because you know I always encourage you guys to see the good in people, but….some people are just not good.” It’s been a hard pill for Solana to swallow over the years, but it’s the truth, and her accepting it made things a bit easier to digest. “I know what you heard was heavy and a lot, but—”

“We needed to hear it,” Lina speaks up, looking at her siblings. “We needed a reality check.” Both her twin and younger brother nod, as she continues, “we….we’ve been awful to you guys.”

Roman sighs, finally breaking his silence. He wanted to give Solana the space to speak freely, merely serving as a presence of support. “You guys haven’t been awful. Just….unappreciative.”

“And that’s why you took us there,” Leya murmurs. “To remind us of how blessed we are and to see just how bad some people have it.”

“A lot of people,” Tama corrects, looking down and shaking his head. “All those moms and kids….they have nothing.”

Solana’s expression is solemn, as she gently reminds, “the foundation makes sure they’re taken care of.”

“But….but that statistic?” Lina finds herself struggling to even cite it, cite what she learned from sitting in on another class. “They go back seven times before finally leaving for good?”

Solana takes a good minute before she answers. “When you’ve been conditioned to believe that you deserve to be hurt, that’s a hard thing to break, kids.” Solana recognizes that it’s much deeper and layered than she’s making it sound, but her kids are still kids. They’ll have time as they grow older to understand. 

To see that life is rarely ever just black or white. 

“It’s just really sad,” Lina whispers, a blanket of silence among them. 

It takes for Roman to break it, needing to issue an important reminder. “Your mom and I decided to let you hear her speak, because we thought you guys were old enough to handle the truth. But your brothers and sister didn’t.” Koa and Kai instead sat in one of Adam’s classes where he teaches young boys the importance of manners, consent, and boundaries. Aroha was simply left to play with the other kids, her parents knowing just her seeing other little kids who don’t live like her being a lesson enough. “So, it’s important you don’t tell them—”

“We won’t,” Lina vows, a shared agreement among the older siblings. “We won’t say anything, dad.”

“We promise,” Tama agrees. 

Solana is relieved. For a variety of reasons. 

“Thank you.” She takes another deep breath, “I’m sure you guys have things to do, but—”

“Mom? Dad?”

The group of them turn to see Koa, Kai, and Aroha standing with unsure expressions. 

Roman sits up on the sofa and straightens his back. “Everything alright?”

Kai nods as the three of them walk over, Aroha going straight to Roman, climbing in his lap, laying her head on his shoulder. 

“We were talking—” Kai starts, looking at his siblings. “And what if….what if you guys used the money you were gonna spend on our Christmas gifts and got the kids at the shelter gifts instead?”

Both husband and wife are clearly taken back by the suggestion, especially when their other kids express agreement. 

“Yeah, we don’t need anything,” Lina agrees, eyes on her twin and Tama. “Right?”

“Right,” Leya sounds. “We have everything. They left with nothing.”

“It’s not fair,” Tama mutters. 

Aroha looks between her parents. “Everyone deserves Christmas.” 

Solana is filled with so much emotion, her eyes glazing over as Lina and Leya come to sit on either side of her, hugging her. 

“Everyone does deserve Christmas, baby.”

—------

It’s a first. 

Never happening before. 

Both husband and wife somehow sleep through their alarms on Christmas morning. Except they don’t, because in checking their phones, it seems the alarms have been turned off.

And, it definitely wasn’t them. 

But, it’s when the parents see that none of their children are in their rooms, and Aubriela isn’t in her nursery, they're quick to hurry up in the bathroom and head down the steps. They expect to find the living room a mess and occupied, only to see it untouched. 

Thus, their second guess being the correct one. They’ve barely turned the corner when they’re met with a loud greeting. 

“Merry Christmas!”

Solana jumps and naturally turns into her husband’s broad chest, hand over her heart. 

“Sorry, ma. We ain’t mean to scare you.”

Tama’s apology pulls Solana from her shock as she turns back around only to be surprised again. The table is lined with plates and freshly prepared food. 

She gasps, hands over her mouth, gaze falling to her children who are still in the Christmas themed pajamas, even Aubriela, who Leya is holding, has on her “my first Christmas” jammies. 

Roman chuckles, his surprise audible and evident. “What is all this?” 

“Mama, you always make breakfast for us on Christmas,” Lina explains with a warm smile. She shrugs. “We figured we’d return the favor.”

Aroha runs over, hugging Solana’s legs while sharing with all the happiness, “Leya helped me make sparkle pancakes just like you make em,’ mommy!”

“And, I made the breakfast sausage!”

“Man, you ate more than you cooked.”

“Shut up, Tama! At least, I didn’t drop three eggs.”

“Aye! You wasn’t supposed to say that.” 

Roman is also taken back a bit by the unexpected thoughtful gesture, though there is a question he has that he thinks already knows the answer to. Knowing gaze on his twin boys, “I suppose that means you two had something to do with your mom and mine alarms being disabled.”

Koa’s smile is crafty as he explains, “we had to make sure you guys didn’t wake up, dad.”

Kai points to Leya who’s handing a babbling Aubriela over to Solana. “And Leya’s been taking care of Aubrey.”

Clearly. As Solana can just tell from her youngest happiest disposition that she’s been fed, changed, and entertained. 

It’s all so much. 

So sweet. 

“This was very nice of you all.” Roman comments, seeing the emotion building in his wife. 

“It really was,” she agrees, kissing her newborn’s temple. “Thank you so much.”

“We should be thanking you guys,” Lina gently counters, leaning up and the back of her heels. “You guys do so much for us. Christmas is about showing appreciation, and we just wanted to tell you guys how sorry we are for how we’ve been acting and that we do appreciate the life you’ve given us.”

“And all the kicks.” A round of groans as Lina punches her brother in the shoulder. “Ow! What? It’s true? Dad always gets us the latest releases before they drop.”

Roman rolls his eyes as Solana giggles, using one hand to wipe away her tears. It’s when Aroha tugs on his shirt the Roman looks down and sees her motioning for him to meet her at eye level.

He follows suit, immediately relaxing when she throws her arms around him for a hug. “Thank you for not being a mean daddy.”

Roman is instantly moved, recognizing the weight and power of her words. He recognizes it’s a realization she’s come to from her time at the shelter a few days prior, from interacting with other kids who’ve been subjected to abuse no child should experience. 

It means a lot to him. Truly.

“You’re welcome, baby.” He kisses her cheek and stands up, noticing how she holds onto his leg. “Ya’ll haven’t been in the living room yet, have you?”

Confused expressions around, Leya answering. “No, we got up and immediately started on breakfast and getting Aubriela taken care of.” Curious, head tilted, she asks, “why?”

Roman shares a look with his wife who only nods to give her approval. “Follow me.” 

The kids continue to not understand what their dad is referring to, but it doesn’t stop them from following him. 

And, it’s when they’re in the living room, they understand why.

“No way!”

“Oh my gosh!”

“Presents!”

“Santa came!” 

Appropriate reactions given the fact that the Reigns’ christmas tree is surrounded by gifts that take up almost the entire large living room. Gifts none of the kids were expecting, hence Kai asking, 

“But…..but, we thought…”

“You said Santa wasn’t coming this year,” Aroha finishes with all the confusion, looking between her mommy and daddy. 

Another shared look between husband and wife, Solana taking the reins, “your dad and I could see how moved you all were by what you saw and learned at the shelter. We really believe you’ve learned your lesson, so daddy let Santa know that it was okay to bring you guys gifts.” 

Koa and Kai still seem a bit unsure asking, “seriously? Even after….how we acted.”

Roman moves over to his sons, ruffling their hair. “Your mom is right. You’ve all learned your lessons.” He looks down at Aroha who’s still at his side. “And it’s like your sister said, everyone deserves Christmas.”

Leya asks the question that the rest of her siblings are thinking. “But, what about the kids at the shelter? We want—”

“Every year, we make sure the kids and the moms have a nice Christmas,” Solana informs. Any major holiday, really, but Christmas is the holiday where the most gifts are given. “Don’t worry.”

“So, Santa brought the kids gifts too?” Aroha asks, clearly needing reassurance. 

“They sure did, baby girl.” Solana answers, pleased and moved to see the relief amongst their kids' faces. It was a hard, heavy lesson they had to help the children learn, but clearly an effective one.  

One they won’t forget anytime soon. 

As the younger kids start digging into and opening their presents, Roman calls the attention of the teens, directing, “you three. Come with me.”

“What did we do?” Tama asks, eyes somewhat wide. “Is this about the scratch on the gray Range Rover? Cause, I can totally explain—”

At that, Roman’s eyes narrow. “You said you didn’t know—”

Solana cuts off her men, leading the charge, adjusting Aubriela over her shoulder. “Come on.”

Roman drops it, for now, instead letting his wife take the lead. He informs the littles that they’ll be back in a few minutes as the group head toward and out the front door. 

“NO WAY!”

“FINALLY!”

“DADDY!” 

Expected, astounded reactions at the three Aston Martins lined up in the circular section of their driveway. All with big red bows on top. 

Leya’s custom pink one. 

Lina’s custom yellow and white one. 

And Tama’s red one. 

“Daddy!” Leya runs up to him, hanging on him and kissing his cheek. “Thank you!”

Lina follows suit, holding onto his forearm, bouncing up and down. “Daddy, this is amazing, thank you!” She also kisses his cheek, the two of them rushing over to their respective cars. 

Tama is the last, sucking his teeth, hugging him. “I knew I’d eventually wear you down, old man.” 

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” He chuckles, already knowing Solana knows and can see good and well how much it means to him to make his kids happy. It doesn’t mean, however, he can’t set the ground rules. “Girls, ya’ll don’t have any restrictions with yours.” They’ve had their licenses for almost two years now, thus him not needing or seeing a reason to put any limitations on them. 

The same can’t be said for his oldest son. 

“Tama, you’re allowed to learn how to drive using it, but only if your mom and I are helping you. Not Jimmy.” That’d be like the blind leading the blind. “And, I swear to God, Tamasa, if you crash this car, this old man is going to whoop your ass.”

“And you all have to be safe,” Solana stresses, lightly patting Aubriela’s back. “No speeding or texting….” She switches to Spanish, clearly going over a list, the kids responding in the same language as they all steal side hugs and a kiss on her cheek as well before basking in the excitement of their new cars.

As they discuss potential names for them, Solana says to her husband who’s moved to stand beside her, “we made the right decision.”

He nods, hand on the small of her back. “We did.” Roman is at a place of peace regarding their decision to give the kids their Christmas gifts, a 180 from where he was not even a week prior. However, their immense appreciation, empathy, and kindness in wanting to give up their gifts for those in need was all the confirmation he needed to feel comfortable with reversing his initial position. 

“Is she sleep?” 

He steps back to see that their youngest is in fact asleep. Chuckling, he answers, “knocked out.” 

Solana makes a face and nods quietly. “You know they’re all gonna be busy with their gifts for the rest of the day, right?”

Roman most definitely know this. “Just like every other Christmas.” 

She bites on her bottom lip, eyes shifting to their baby. “And, I’m sure she’ll be down for at least an hour….”

It’s then he catches on to what she’s implying. Roman makes a sound and moves his hand to the back of her ass. “Only an hour?”

Solana smiles and readies to direct him into the house when their younger children come running to the front door. 

“Tama, you idiot, you forgot to turn the oven off!”

“Daddy, the house is gonna burn down!”

“Dad, where’s the fire extinguisher?"

Solana sighs as Roman rubs his temples.

“Ow!” Tama cries out as Lina punches him in his arm, scolding him in Spanish. 

“I swear, you have half a brain, dumbo!” 

“Aye, watch ya’ mouth!”

“Guys, the oven!” As the teens run inside to prevent the house from actually burning down, Roman turns to his wife, half joking, half serious. “I say we leave em’ here and just start over with Aubrey.” 

“Roman!”

[kindaasrikal]

Cole and Nya’s relationship is very special to me, even despite the love triangle thing, which you could technically say helped develop their relationship. Especially with how it links to their mothers.

Cole and Nya are both familiar with loss, specifically in regard to their parents. They both lost a parent(s) at a young age, and quickly became independent because of it. They learnt how to survive on their own without depending too much on their only family left. They both care deeply for the ones they love and are sensitive to their emotions, and when they were left with only Lou/Kai as their only family, they didn’t want to rely on two people deep in grief and were deeply effected by that loss.

They both are stubborn and sure, protective and confident, but they are both also soft and kind underneath all their layers, Cole showing that more than Nya.

I like to think that while the whole love triangle thing and love machine fiasco was annoying, you could actually twist it to show how it developed their relationship. Jay is the one Nya loves, that is not something you can change or even disagree on, seeing as she was willing to lose everything that makes her her for him, but the perfect match machine doesn’t have time be explicitly based on romantic interest. The machine is essentially like a ‘soulmate finder’, so it’s easy to say that one of Nya’s soulmates are Cole.

Soulmates have been shown in many different ways, and in this case its not showing a soulmate in the sense of a ‘one true pair’ or someone who you are inexplicably tied too, but someone who understands and can click with you a whole lot easier than most.

That buddied up with the whole love triangle thing definitely helped Cole and Nya realise how similar they are to each other, and how they deeply care for each other as siblings. Almost like twin siblings if I’m being honest. They don’t give a younger and older sibling vibe thats for sure. More like two twins where one is an aggressive wild animal and the other is also a wild animal but they don’t have as much of a temper as the other weirdo.

My favourite scene of their relationship is in Dragons Rising where Nya hold her hands against Cole’s cheek after not seeing him for months upon months.

Now about their mothers….

Knowing all of this, connecting it to how they both see their mother in each other seems so much more special.

Cole and Maya have both said ‘Its how the cookie crumbles’, both in relation to Nya. After Nya was possessed by the overlord, Cole tries to comfort everyone by saying that line, implying how its just how things must be, the same way Maya has towards Nya specifically, telling her that life is difficult, no matter what we try. Nya doesn’t know they both have said this, but its still so important how its come in full circle towards her, from her beginning all the way to her supposed end.

And then you remember how both Nya and Lily have worn the same kimono. The same kimono Lily wore, and the one that Cole gave to Nya.

ITS THE EXACT SAME.

Cole willingly gave him dead mother’s kimono to Nya, his sister.

Nya and Cole were never supposed to be in a romantic relationship, they were both have such a strong platonic love for each other it hurts. They both have similar experiences and similar personalities yet still have their differences, but those differences aren’t as big as most people would’ve expected.

I love these two so much they so deeply care for each other im going to cry i hope they don’t die for Jay.

[fear-is-truth]

༉‧₊˚. j’s note. i have a crush on both.. someone pls tell me i’m not the only one… pairing: winter x reader/ kai x reader warnings: allusions to sex, (hinted) incest by default

you’ve always known that catching the attention of an anderson would only in trouble. but having both siblings vying for you? that’s a whole other level.

it all started at vassar, when you met winter anderson in one of your seminars. she certainly wasn’t the warmest person, but there was something about her deadpan, ice-queen disposition that attracted you. the two of you quickly bonded over your shared commitment to feminist activism and your outspoken support for hillary—and the rest was history. by the end of the semester, you’ve already fucked more than a couple of times, and what began as a hookup spiralled into something more complicated. so when she invited you home to michigan, you didn’t think twice.

it was only after you met her older brother, kai anderson, that the real trouble began.

winter had warned you that her brother was… difficult to like. the type of guy lurking in dark corners of the internet, fully red-pilled and steeped in incel rhetoric, with all the bitterness and resentment that came with it—and to top it all off, a trump supporter. but she never mentioned just how hot and intense he was; a far cry from the wiry, bespectacled internet-dwelling provocateur you’ve (stereotypically) pictured. upon meeting kai, his gaze had seemed to bore right through you like a cranial drill. he’d taken a perverse interest in you, and a part of you even enjoyed the attention. at first, winter seemed torn between amusement and annoyance, watching her brother watch you. despite all, a part of her almost seemed relieved—maybe even grateful—that for once, kai’s attention had found someone else to devour.

but that relief didn’t last.

after the latest encounter, you’re exhausted. carrying that ache between your legs, you stagger up the basement stairs, wobbling like a newborn fawn. you catch sight of winter waiting for you in the living room hallway. she looks innocent, deceptively sweet—big, unblinking eyes fixed on you, lips in a plaintive pout. but you know better by now. winter anderson may appear docile, but she can be just as manipulative as her big brother.

she knows exactly what just happened in the basement, and you can see the flare in her nostrils. for all her relief at kai’s shift of fixation, she’s not happy to share her toy.

without a word, she beckons you into her room, fingers curling in a silent invitation. you know what she wants, the same thing kai just took from you. and the worst part is, you don’t even think you have the will to deny her.

[heartcereql]

𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘂𝘀 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀

ao'nung x fem!metkayina!reader

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒- after an abrupt break up, your feelings for your best friend's brother arise again.

𝐂𝐖- slightly ooc ao'nung (felt like writing him soft for once; bear with me) cursing, english is not my first language.

𝐀/𝐍- i love this song ong

tsireya and you had been joined at the hip since you were mere babies. you'd been there growing up, through life's ups and downs, knew each other like the back of your hand.

so, naturally, you knew her family as she knew yours. your parents had also grown closer over the years, used to their daughters spendind the better part of their time together. and you got to know the other's siblings. which you would certainly be grateful for.

at first, you were intimidated by tsireya's brother. he scared you, to be completely honest. but then he actually talked to you, you must have been nine or so, and fright turned to childish infatuation.

of course, once you identified your feelings, you immediatly buried them and tried your best to avoid and forget ao'nung.

as you grew, you used to stay up all night, sneaking out, looking for a taste of real life. you met new people, loved to explore, discovered secrets and messed around some more. you had eventuallt found a guy. he and you were no more than a fling, but to tsireya always seemed like a big deal. and then the omaticayas came and she got involved with that sully boy. you were beyond happy for her, but you didn't miss the way it was more and more difficult to find time for you both alone.

this all led you to standing in front of her marui, doing your best to not break down crying again about some dumb idiotic kid, hoping to be able to see your best friend.

"uh, hey" you said, startled by ao'nung there, immediatly trying your best to hide the trace of tears on your face. "is tsireya home?"

"no, she went out for a while. with that sully boy." he replied, smirking.

you laughed softly.

"well, alright, i'll come back later" you were already turning around when he grabbed your wrist, turning you to face him again.

"you can wait for her here. if you want, of course"

"really?" you grinned lightly. he just nodded and let you in.

only when you passed by his side he noticed the tears running down your bambi, round eyes.

"hey is everything okay?" he sat down as he spoke, motioning for you to sit down as well.

"yeah, yeah, why?" you tried to smile.

he gestured around his eyes and you realized you had entered in your rather vulnerable state.

"oh, yeah yeah yeah, i'm fine" you attempted to lie but your voice broke.

ao'nung knew about that guy you were seeing; he wasn't quite fond of him. after all those years you spent with tsireya, he couldn't help but develop a sense of protection over you. you didn't exactly keep this guy a secret, but hadn't told him directly. after observing him for a while, he realized the guy was a complete asshole. he wanted you to see that too, but you were rather infatuated.

"is it about that dickhead?" he asked, putting his arm around your shoulders; your skin turning to fire where his flesh met yours.

you nodded, a single tear rolling down your cheek. he immeadiatly brought you closer in a half hug, your head resting against his shoulder.

"he didn't deserve you. at all."

"gosh, i feel so incredibly stupid. you even tried to tell me!" you laughed under your breath. "but this is what makes us girls, right? we know what's gonna happen and yet we put love first. it's like our curse. making the same mistakes over and over again"

he laughed with you too, before moving to sit in front of you. he gently wiped the tears off your cheeks.

"don't cry about it, 'kay? i'm here for whatever you need" ao'nung assured you quietly.

you smiled at him.

"i'll be fine. he's just a guy" you laughed it off, not missing the way his hand didn't leave your cheek.

you had thought about ao'nung like that a few times, but you pushed away the thought every time. he was tsireya's brother, for eywa's sake. how would she react?

as a comfortable silence fell between you both, you glanced at his lips- you mean, his eyes. you could hear his breathing, unconsciously synchronizing yours with his. faces inching closer every second, losing control of what you were doing.

"fuck. i really want to kiss you" he whispered, lips so close they were fanning against the others'. "but it wouldn't be right. not now"

you nodded. you understood. you shared his worry. now wasn't the time; you had just called it quits with that boy- you hated how you weren't even a thing. it would seem like a rebound on your side and taking advantage on his, though that was far from the truth of your feelings, hidden, deemed as childish over the years.

as if on cue, you heard tsireya's happy and giddy steps. you and ao'nung scrambled away, not wanting to look suspicious to his sister. she entered the marui instants later, a smile painted bright on her face.

"well, well"

"someone had a nice time with forest boy" you teased.

"shut up!" she put on her best show to sound annoyed, but she was madly blushing and grinning.

"i, uh, i'll leave the two of you to catch up" ao'nung announced before walking out, not before directing one last glance your way.

"tell me everything!" he could hear you gushing as he walked away.

you didn’t expect to see him. then again, you hadn’t seen him for a couple of weeks, so it was only a matter of time before you ran into him.

“i guess it’s kind of our thing, huh?” you joked, a smirk appearing on ao’nung’s face. “finding you when i come looking for tsireya”

“yeah, uh, well, you wanna come in?” he asked.

your mind flashed you a memory of the last time you’d been with him. but that only encouraged you further to come with him.

"so. how have you been?" ao'nung said once you entered.

"good. better. much better" you looked at him as you replied, grinning a bit.

“that’s nice”

awkwardness settled between you.

“tsireya��s out with lo’ak again” he bluntly spoke.

“figured”

you fidgeted with your fingers nervously, debating wether you should bring it up or just forget about it. your eyes danced around the room, averting your gaze to the spot on the floor besides your feet. your eyes could have burnt holes in the spots they bored into from the harshness of your stare.

so focused were you on the texture of the floor or whatever, you missed how ao'nung snaked closer to you. you remained oblivious to how near he stood now until his fingertips ghosted over your shoulder, making you turn around to face him.

he brushed a loose strand of hair away from your face, his own face hovering over yours. your eyes shot up to meet his, eyes round, looking at him with longing and desire.

and then you weren’t able to hold the need for him any longer. you kissed him, and eywa did it feel good. your lips fit like pieces of a puzzle.

you gave him enough time to regret it, to back away, to tell you this was just a misunderstandment, and never speak to you again. but he did more than just stop you. he kissed you back, feverishly, the hand that had been gracing your cheek now cupping your face, pulling you even closer to him. warmth blossomed in your chest, sparks igniting from ao'nung's touch.

your hands steady on his chest, your heartbeat quickening as your lips parted slightly, allowing his tongue to slip inside, mouths exploring each other with the suppressed eagerness from all the years prior, which had remained hidden to the other. he traveled your body with his free hand, trailing every curve, sailing above your skin. ao’nung felt like he wanted to learn every bit of you.

the kiss soon went from sweet to needy and blazing, holding onto each other as if you were going to disappear once you pulled away. maybe for the sole purpose of contradicting this thought, ao'nung broke the kiss just for an instant, just to look at your messy state: cheeks flushed, lips plump, a blessed expression upon your features. but then he resumed the kiss, impossibly deepening it. you two were almost absorbed by your own bubble, away from everything else.

that's why, perhaps, you didn't sense the person approaching until it was too late.

"what. the hell. is going on here?" tsireya's voice shrieked, making you abruptly pull away to face her.

© heartcereql, 2023 || thank you for reading ! 𓆩 ♱ 𓆪

[thoughtsforsoob]

bf!huening kai (i have been in love with this man since debut. My bestie and I say he’s my little white boy😉)

omg he is such a sweetheart :( he is always gonna make sure that you're doing okay. 

He texts you multiple times a day just to check up on you

Especially if he knows you’re going to have a tough day

This sweet boy goes all out on those days where he knows you’re either going through it or doing to go through it

If even slightly mention that you have a big test at uni or you have an important meeting at work, he is going to pull out all the stops

He’ll start the day by cooking you breakfast of your choice

He then goes onto making your lunch and packing you plenty of snacks

He even writes a little sweet note and put it in a cute little lunch bag he kept for these types of situations

You’ve got this baby! Your Huening believes in you!! Lots of kisses when you get him will be guaranteed if you promise to try your best. - sincerely, the cutest and best boyfriend in the whole world

He calls you down into the kitchen and eats breakfast with you, feeding you a few bites at first since you were still pretty sleepy

He cleans up the table and washes the dishes while you're getting ready for the day. He just doesn't want you to have to worry about cleaning when you’re stressed out

Once you’re ready to go, he makes sure you have everything in your bag and gives you your lunch box and water bottle. He even packs in a sweet drink for you to enjoy with your lunch

He gives you a kiss and a hug on your way out, “have a good day! I'll come home after you tonight but you can tell me all about it as soon as I get home.”

Speaking of hugs…hyuka is the king of hugs

He's big, tall boy and he just looks so cozy to me

He hugs you so close and your face is always squished into his chest but you never mid because you get to inhale his scent that you love so much

When he finds out that you love the way he smells, he always slips his hoodies in your backpack/work bag during the cold seasons and if you mention your work/classroom is cold. 

He loves seeing you in his clothes because they’re usually just long on you since he’s pretty tall

He’s such a nerd omg

When he finds something he really enjoys, he will share it with you

He’ll talk your ear off about some new video game he and beomgyu started playing together and you just sit there, looking at his adorable little face as he talks excitedly.  

He always asks if you wanna try to game too and if you say yes, you better believe he is so happy. Happiest boy in the whole world 

He swear he falls deeper in love with you when you share interests with him and when you listen to him ramble about said interests

All he's ever wanted in a partner was someone to listen to him and here you are!

Your arms of plush animals…

He's got so many of them that at some point, he started to move some of them into your apartment

When he is eventually given clearance to move in with you, the both of you go apartment hunting with a very specific requirement 

One extra room for your plushie family and other collectable items

You two are just little dorks in love at the end of the day

I think i've mentioned this in another work of mine but family is really important to Huening 

He gets together often with his siblings and talks to his parents on the phone almost every single day. If he can't chat on the phone with them, he texts them when he can

He really wants you to get along with his family bt totally understands if you seem nervous

He would never push you to do anything you weren’t ready for so he’ll give you plenty of time to prepare

When you meet his sisters for the first time, it was at a cafe. It turns out that you had pretty much no reason to be nervous because there was an instant connection between the 3 of you

His sisters were made aware by kai that you were nervous so they just went in for it and introduced themselves right away

After that, you 3 were joking around and having fun, not wanting to leave each other so you all went shopping together right after

Kai was so happy to find out you get along with his sister but also nervous…you 3 were going to terrorize him for the rest of his life

He was okay with it because he loves you 3 so much

When it comes to meeting his parents…he waits until you're ready and when you finally are, he has them come to the both of you

Again, there was an instant click, especially with his mom

She brought a baby album full of his pictures and she shows you all of them, giving the back stories

He gets all red and shy when she shows you one of him in the tub, playing with his rubber duck bath toys

“Mom! Not that one!!” he whines and pulls you closer to him, shielding your eyes

You and his mom trade numbers and she sends you a picture of the picture so you’re good on that front

Moving away from meeting his family…this boy is just so attentive

God forbid you get sick or even worse…get your period! 

He is on you, throwing all the blankets you own on top of you, stuffing you full of homemade soup, and asking you if you;re okay every ten minutes

Poor thing is just really worried about you

He knows that he'll never understand how it feels to be on your period but he tries his best to be supportive

The cutest thing he does is his famous tummy rubs to help soothe your cramps and warm you up

He is the best boyfriend ever, me thinks

[fluentmoviequoter]

Tim Through the Years - The Game

Series Masterlist

Summary: You go to a hockey game with Tim and your brothers. 0.6k+ words

To say that Sam was nervous was a HUGE understatement. Dinner with Dean and Tim did not end well, and his twin sister was hurt. He knew y/n wanted the dinner to go well in hopes that Dean would approve of Tim since family means everything to the Winchester siblings. So, with the help of his twin, he got hockey tickets for them up against the glass.

Dean loved hockey ever since he could remember, and it helped him through his teenage years. It was an outlet to get out all his anger at their father. He knew Tim liked hockey because his sister told him they had been to multiple games together. It obviously was not the best night to watch the game because it was the LA Knights vs. The Kansas City Wendigos… and both men were dressed head to toe in their respective teams' jerseys and merchandise. This night was going to end just like dinner. Tim was on your left and Dean on your right, neither of them speaking, and wearing big scowls on their faces.

“Anyone want anything to drink?” you asked nervously.

“Beer,” both Tim and Dean responded.

“Okay…” you replied as you and Sam got up and went to get the drinks.

While you and Sam were gone, Tim and Dean sat crossed-armed, and the tension could be cut with a knife. A man behind them recognized Tim as an officer from a previous encounter.

“Get out of here, pig,” the man slurred.

Tim calmly ignored the guy, but he kept throwing insults at Tim.

Dean stood up and sneered while towering over the man. “Alright, cool it. This man is a respected officer and should be treated with respect. If you don’t leave him alone, you’ll have to deal with me!”

The man mumbled out an apology and quickly turned away from the two of them. Soon silence filled the space once again.

Tim looked at Dean and offered, “Hey, man, I just want to apologize for what happened at dinner. I let my anger get the better of me. I just really like your sister. She’s very important to me and I want to protect her.”

Dean looked at Tim and said, “All good, man. I said some stuff I shouldn’t either. New leaf?”

By the time you and Sam got back, Tim and Dean were standing side-by-side, banging on the glass and cheering together. Maybe the night wouldn't be so bad after all. After the game, as you were heading to the car, Tim and Dean were the best of friends, so it seemed like the plan actually worked!

“Can you believe that fight that broke out right in front of us!? Absolutely ridiculous!” Tim said to Dean between fits of laughter.

“The guy lost his front tooth!” Dean added, laughing loudly.

“What about that save! That was so crazy! I cannot believe they saved that!” Tim explained loudly. “Are you keeping that puck or can I give it to your sister?”

Dean dug around his leather jacket and tossed the puck over to Tim, and Tim caught it in the air. “I’m gonna tell her you fought a small child for this,” Tim told Dean. Dean looked at Tim and laughed while nodding his head. 

“Hey.” Dean grabbed Tim’s shoulder once they reached the car. “You’re an okay guy, just don’t hurt my sister and we won’t have any problems. 'Kay?”

“I’d never hurt her, but you’d have to get in line if you do. All my friends chose her over me already,” Tim said while smiling.

“Good, then we can all hide the body,” Dean joked. “Want to go get beer and burgers sometime?”

[strawberryfloofs]

I am love with the idea of a sibling + cg dynamic "I wanna hava tea pawty! dun wanna pway dino library!" I'd pout and fuss at my sibby, "tea party borin! dino library bedder!" Our CG would interrupt our bickering and try to compromise. "You two don't need to fight, I'm sure you can come up with something together, mhm? Mama can help if you'd like." I would whine but nod, and my sibby is reluctant too- but we both wanna play and have fun so we give Mama's idea a shot! I set up a royal tea party with my stuffies and bring out my velcro food to serve. "Oh Mrs Flufferbum, das too much, dont chu think? Flipper- Nugget- we ran out of golden oranges if that's oka-" Mama throws a dino stuffie at one of my attendees and I gasp "AAAhh Flufferbum! Oh gosh! Wha I do?! I needa dino exper!" I look around as I try to get the dino off her, and then I see my sibby with their dino book, running over. "Wibrarian, you gotta help Mrs Flufferbum! We was habin a tea party and out of nowher der was dis BIG VIOLENT dino dah attack her!! I twy pull it off but it no worki!" I notice the dino stuffies around them and squeak "DOS R DANEROUS!" I'd point. "Kami-" I'd come up with a silly name "My name is Flooferpup!" "Yes I sowwy, Flooferpup these my dino pets! They nice, and dinos ACTWUALLY have a weakness, tickles! Das how u make them nice like mine!" My sibby explains and I nod, grabbing their hand and leading them to poor Flufferbum "Huwwy! Tickle it together!" I squeak and we tickle attack the dino, saving Flufferbum. "Wibrarian! Chur a hewo! Danks to yous, Flufferbum is kay and now we has a pet dino butler! Howda kno dah?" "Well I ACTWUALLY a dino scientis- is a super secwet job- I just pwetend to be a Wibrarian, sees?!" My sibby tells me all the dino facts and stuffs at my tea party with our new butler! Our CG was watching the whole time and smiles at us playing together nicely. "Those are my good kiddos."

[umalvie]

as i said while discussing iroh as a character, despite the comics being a mess, i feel confident saying that at the end of atla, zuko not only realizes that azula has been harmed too, but he rightfully blames ozai for that harm (although ozai is not solely responsible for traumatizing azula).

as big of a win as that is for the possibility of the fire hazard siblings healing their relationship (zuko absolutely has to take the first step there in my opinon; azula would not be willing to at this point, and their relationship has been unbalanced in terms of care historically), their relationship is still quite tragic even with this realization.

there is no way that zuko actually understands what ozai did to azula. he doesn't even know what ozai did to azula. yes, he knows that ozai abused azula, but zuko only understands and knows abuse as he endured it.

there's also almost no way that azula is going to tell zuko about it. not only would she not want to discuss something so vulnerable in a serious or honest manner (see the way she discusses ursa in the beach), but she's also just had a serious psychotic break. it's very possible that she's not fit to see zuko at all right now, let alone discuss her trauma with him even if she wanted to.

so zuko is left to fill in the blanks about the how of azula's trauma. given his pattern of relating other people's trauma to his even when it's not actually the same (i.e. how he relates katara's trauma about kya being killed during the fire nation's genocide against her culture to his own trauma about ursa's disappearance after committing high treason), he would come to understand and conceive of how ozai abused azula through his own experience with ozai's abuse. while zuko's abuse was clearly always an implicit threat dangled over azula's head ("you can't treat me like zuko!") and ozai absolutely used some of the same tools against her that he did zuko, zuko was ozai's scapegoat child while azula was his golden child. their abuse did not look the same, it did not function the same, and it did not impact them the same.

it's also unlikely that he has the perspective at this stage in his own healing process to apply any of his (false) perceptions of azula's trauma to how it would have shaped both their childhood and his perspective of azula. he probably doesn't even realize just how deeply his perspective of her is colored by ozai's abuse of them both.

furthermore, since he's accepted his recollection of their childhood (which is not his fault. he is a victim of abuse who did not have the means or opportunity, as a young child, to see beyond ozai's more obvious abuse of him, which he couldn't even admit, to notice ozai's more subtle abuse of azula), he likely can only conceive of azula's childhood trauma in two ways:

as the byproduct of his own trauma, existing not because of azula's own traumatic childhood experiences but because of her witnessing his, such as the agni kai

as the product of his exile, occurring because he was no longer physically there for ozai to abuse and thus had to find a new target in azula

the former seems less probable given his belief that azula enjoyed his pain when they were children, so he would likely think that she was abused not when they were younger but exclusively after his exile began.

this isn't even touching on how zuko's perception of ursa and iroh clouds his ability to see how they both harmed azula too. that muddles things a lot more since zuko struggles with black and white thinking.

i think azula and zuko could heal their relationship with time and mutual effort, but as long as she refuses to confide in her brother and as long as he assumes she should experience and respond to trauma the same way he has, they're doomed to remain static in relation to each other.

[farter-imperator]

Could we maybe get some more ministry breeding program Rain? All the bits with him are so tasty

Of course.

This post was completely inspired by @copia-mpreg btw

So, Rain is a ghoul tease, but he also occasionally breeds. But not in the way you'd think.

You may remember a little post I did about Rain having a tentacle down there...

Well. What about Rain donating the eggs he lays? They'd just go to waste otherwise.

He has to have someone he trusts handling him. Otherwise, the tentacle will hide in its' sheath and refuse to come out.

It's easier for both him and Aether for him to lay in an examination chair. Aether rolls up his sleeves and dons some gloves, then does a precursory examination of Rain's lower stomach. It's a little swollen, a little bumpy with the soft eggs ready to pop out.

Once Aether has checked that all the eggs are ready, by gently palpating his stomach and feeling them shift, he works in teasing out Rain's tentacle.

He coats his fingers in lubricant (not that Rain needs it, but it's a habit) and reaches between his legs, gently tickling over the small opening where Rain's clit would be.

"Shy today, huh?"

"She didn't like you pressing on her eggs."

"Aw, poor girl."

He parts Rain's legs a little further in the stirrups. Peers down between them as he continues to rub the pad of his finger against the opening.

"That's it, Rain. Just relax for me, okay? She's thinking about it."

Slowly, the tentacle emerges. It twists around curiously for a moment, then wraps around Aether's wrist.

"Yeah, see? Knew you'd recognise me once you were out. Atta girl."

Carefully, Aether unwinds the tentacle from his wrist. It's flushed and thicker at the base than usual, a sign that it's ready to lay.

A sibling brings over a collection tray, which Aether slots into place between Rain's spread legs. He needs both hands free for this job.

With one hand, he begins methodically massaging Rain's belly. With the other hand, he holds the base of Rain's tentacle, waiting to feel the first lump there.

"Come on... There's a good girl... Rain's so full of your eggs, let's help him out a little..."

"S'coming... O-Oh, Belial..."

"I know. Just relax, Rain. I know it feels weird, but it'll go much easier for all of us if you relax... Yeah, there we go, good boy..."

Slowly, the first egg slips down from Rain's womb. It travels through the tentacle, a visible lump, and then wetly splurts into the collection tray. About the size of a ping pong ball, very squishy, and see through.

"Good boy, Rain. That's it, just like that."

Rain's thighs are trembling. The feeling of the egg sliding through him just feels so good that he-

A thick spurt of slick from his tentacle lands in the tray.

"Ooh... Don't worry about that, Rain. It's completely normal to get aroused during this experience. I'm glad that you're relaxed enough to produce that for me."

"Y-Yeah... 'Course..."

The next half an hour is spent in mostly silence, spare for Rain's whimpers, Aether's words of encouragement, and the loud squirting sound every time an egg pops out of the tentacle.

By the time the last egg comes around, Rain has quite an impressive clutch in the collection tray, and he's feeling much better. Less bloated.

Aether presses the final egg down, always the biggest, and it slowly squishes through Rain's reproductive system. Rain flinches when it reaches the base of his tentacle.

"Hooh... Oh, gods..."

"I know. I know. It's pretty big. It's alright, though. Won't be too much longer and then it'll be out. You've just got to be brave for me, Rain."

"'Kay..."

"Good boy."

Rain's face is pinched as aether eases the egg down through his tentacle, the bulge slowly slipping through the length of it until it slowly breaches the tip. After a sharp gasp from Rain, the final egg drops into the tray.

Rain's sore, but very satisfied. Aether has the tray taken away before Rain can look and get grossed out by the sight of his eggs. Aether carefully lets his legs down from the stirrups and massages his thighs while a sibling offers him a sip of water. Rain gets told just what a good boy he is, how his eggs will help with the Ministry Breeding Program.

Rain can't wait for the next session.

[oldwritingm]

HEYY POOKIEE!!!! I had an idea from the movie, so basically the reader being the ninja's little sibling who don't get along at all. They fight over the smallest things at school and at home. That's until one day while Garmadon attacks the reader gets captured and the ninja has to save the reader, which accidentally causes the ninja to reveal their identity and the reader just gives their sibling a big hug and apologizes for everything they've said in the past and they up!!!

Okay that's it TYSM HAVE A NICE DAY OR NIGHT AND REMEMBER TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF POOKIEE💛💛💛🤍🤍🤍

Yes of course!! <33

Ninjago - Ninjas When You (Their Little Sibling) Are Taken

Kai

Kai pretended like he didn’t care when he first saw you were taken

But he was determined to get you back; in reality, he did indeed care

He was ready to do whatever it took to get you back

He fell blindly into a trap, finding himself restrained by one of Garmadon’s goons

They pulled off his mask, but his face remained hardened

He snapped at his captor, taking advantage of their brief moment of shock at seeing his face

He left his mask forgotten on the ground, rushing to your aid

He lifted you in his arms and booked it to safety

He paused on a rooftop to catch his breath

You decided to take the opportunity to apologize

The words didn’t come easy, but you finally found them

“Kai… I’m sorry. For everything. For the mask, for everything I’ve said—”

“It’s okay, Y/n. I’m just glad you’re safe.”

After that day you made an effort to be nicer to him, difficult as it was

He tried to keep his temper in check too

You silently appreciated each others’ efforts, but the fruits were even more precious

Your relationship started to shift ever so subtly, but it was doubtlessly improving

Jay

Jay was terrified when you got involved

It was like he forgot your terrible relationship entirely

He clumsily rushed to your aid, his skills crumbling under the weight of his anxiety

He ended up pinned down, and his assailant roughly pulled off his mask

His face turned bright red as he was exposed, and in a sudden burst of panicked energy he was able to push them off

He nabbed his mask quickly before remembering his original mission

Then he jumped back into action, managing to retrieve you and find a safe place to hide

He grabbed you by the shoulders, turning you from side to side to check for injuries

“Are you okay? Did they hurt you?”

“Jay, I’m so sorry! I’ve ruined everything, haven’t I? Oh, I’ve been so horrible…”

He couldn’t deny that you had been pretty bad

But he also admitted that he was no better

You shared a hug

In that moment, you formed a new bond

You both started to act nicer from then on

That hug established a new norm of tenderness between you two :)

Lloyd

He was mostly miffed when you were taken

He directed his anger at his father for getting you involved

So he went into battle with a fury he often felt when facing Garmadon

But this time it was extra personal

He confronted Garmadon directly, making a snide comment about treating his children like chess pieces

He pulled off his mask to prove the point, too angry to think clearly

Garmadon was so shocked that Lloyd was pretty much able to walk away with you

He marched away angrily, dragging you behind

He started to vent about Garmadon

After you got over your shock, you started agreeing with him, even adding your own complaints

When he was done he just huffed, burying his face in his palm

You saw that tears were dribbling onto his glove

“Um, Lloyd? I just wanted to say sorry… we don’t really have the best family dynamic, and I… I don’t want our relationship to be like the one we have with our dad.”

“Me neither. I really do love you, you know.”

“Same here.”

You embraced, vowing to be better

And you both made a valiant effort, using your father as a sort of anti-example

As it turned out, he was a strong motivator; your relationship improved quite steadily from then on

Cole

As much as he might’ve disliked you, he knew he had to save you

He couldn’t live with himself otherwise

So he hurried into the thick of the battle, his eyes locked on you all the while

He was secretly worried they’d hurt you, though he’d hesitate to admit it

He was distracted; it wasn’t long until an opponent grabbed a sudden hold of his mask

He whipped around, downing the assailant in a single blow and grabbing his mask

But he didn’t take the time to put it on, simply tucking it into his belt while he ran to your aid

The hardened look in his eyes made you feel especially guilty

You could only imagine how angry he was, having to save you and then having his identity revealed in the process

But when you were alone, he asked with surprising softness if you were okay

The look on his face had softened, too

Still, you felt guilty

“I’m fine. Um… I’m really sorry, Cole. This was all my fault..!”

“What? No, it was Garmadon’s doing. I’m not mad at you, Y/n. You’re my family. I love you, little rascal that you are.”

He ruffled your hair roughly, making you giggle

You wrapped your arms around him suddenly

He slowly hugged you back

In that moment you shared a silent agreement to be better

It might not have been spoken, but you both held fast to that agreement, and slowly your relationship did improve :)

Zane

The second you got involved, Zane’s objective was to save you

You were more important to him than anything: his pride, the mission, anything

He forgot everything else, abandoning his current task to rush over to you

In his haste, the opponent he was running from managed to catch his mask

He ran without realizing that the mask had come off

Even your flabbergasted gaze didn’t clue him in

The stares he was getting didn’t even register as he carried you away from danger

When you were alone, he mechanically asked if you were okay

You just stared at him, the image of a thousand eyes on you as you ran stuck in your mind

“Zane, your identity… I’m so sorry, if I had never been taken..!”

“Why are you apologizing? It was not your fault. I’m just glad that you’re safe. You’re my family, and I care for you greatly.”

You blinked at him, cursing the tears that came to your eyes

He hugged you, and through your tears you told him that you loved him too

After that, you decided to try and be nicer to him

He matched your efforts as soon as he noticed them; he was more than ready to fix your relationship

After all, you were his top priority ;)

Nya

She was incredulous when you were captured

She took it sort of personally

This fueled her rage, and she went on a war path to save you

She threw you over her shoulder; saving you was how she was measuring her victory

With you in her arms, she was satisfied

In her mind, she’d already won

Which made her getaway a little sloppy, and she ended up losing her mask to an especially quick assailant

She was frozen in shock and horror for a moment

Then she ran, faster than ever before

She practically collapsed as she set you down, chest heaving from the exertion as much as the panic

But she calmed herself, reminding herself that she saved you

Exhaling slowly, she straightened and put a hand on your shoulder

“Nya, I’m sorry! I never meant for any of this to happen! I love you too much… even though I don’t act like it…”

“All that matters is that you’re safe. And, for the record, I love you too.”

You shared a little smirk, a secret understanding established between you two

Knowing that you really did love each other seemed to soften the tension between you two

Teasing turned into jokes as your relationship gradually mended :)

Thanks for this request!! And thanks for reading, take care honey bears <33

(divider by saradika)

[al-luviec]

I'm kind of crazy about my made-up Ray & Maya + Krux parallels.

A big theme in HoT is family and doing anything to protect those you care for. Drives me up the wall that for over a decade, Ray and Maya worked endlessly on a machine that would help destroy the world... but they did so to protect their children.

In my mind it was a "We've already worked on this for a year, what's another?" -> "We've already worked on this for five years, what's another five?" and that mindset looped until they finally met their children again. What they were doing wasn't good but it really didn't matter much because at the end of the day, their children is the most important thing.

Comparing how they acted about their inventions versus Dr. Julien when he made stuff for Garmadon, or more similarly Cyrus, who helped in the creation of the Iron Doom drives me a bit wild. Julien and Cyrus only helped in their respective cases to save themselves. Their lives were on the line and quite literally had no other choice.

"I'm afraid I was responsible for that," and then you have Julien being afraid to face Zane again because of the terrible things he had created. But for Maya & Ray you don't really get that. "Time travel machines aren't really my forte," (paraphrasing Ray here) of course there was some sort of guilt but as I said, their children were more important.

They'd go to the ends of the earth for their family, and that's exactly what Krux did too. Waiting 40 years without a sibling and ruining the lives of nearly everyone you were close to for the sake of revenge is... quite family oriented in his case. "I've lived 5 years, what's another 5?" -> "I've lived 10 years, what's another 10?" And this cycle repeats until him and his brother reunited.

I'm probably looking a bit too deep into this, but Krux quite literally wasn't himself while Acronix was gone. He was able to be Saunders for all that time because without his brother, he really wasn't himself. As soon as Acronix returns, his Saunders persona shifts and he can't pretend to be that nice old man anymore. Like hands on a clock... without them both you can't really tell the time. Or something.

Doing bad things for the sake of your family's success kills me everytime. Ray & Maya and Krux knew exactly what would hurt the other the most. Wu was who came up with the plan to strip them of their powers, but at the end of the day Ray's seal was on the weapon. A living reminder that the twins power wasn't their's anymore. Anytime the twins used the time blades they had to face that fact. They had to live with their betrayal and how it bit them in the ass. Not saying it was Ray and Maya's fault the twins were separated, but that's how Krux saw it.

Then you have Krux who snaked his way into Ray & Maya's lives and befriended them for a second time. He knew what he wanted from them from the very start! Every conversation he faked a smile and everyday krept towards them losing their kids. "If I can't have my family, you can't have yours." And he knew that Ray and Maya would do anything for the people they love. Not even just Kai and Nya, but Wu as well. They were who really pushed for Kai & Nya to get the reversal blade to save Wu, he is their friend too.

Something about their greatest strengths also being their greatest weaknesses. They love too strongly for their own good. Them starting off so similar, on the same side of the war!!! And then ending off on completely different paths and completely different moral codes.

Krux was there in Kai and Nya's life more years than their very own parents because of the system he set into place. He watched them grow up!!! And I'm very certain he held this over Ray & Maya's heads. "You've already done it for this long, what's a few more years." -> "You've made all this progress, you wouldn't want to throw it all away." But throwing it all away means losing their kids.

Rant over... I guess.

(Wrote this on mobile so pardon any weird formatting... also this is not proofread.)

[ratmanzhq]

I just found your steam siblings Au and I am in love with it ! Please forgive me for the many questions I have…

1. Would they sometimes use their other element unintentionally? For example, when Kai gets mad (if Jay flirts with his sister) the water pipes break

2. In Season 4 during the tournament of elements, would Chen only require one of the twins to steal both elements ?

I can imagine that the Ninja would try to keep that a secret but Skylor would figure it out while copying Kai‘s powers

3. Will the twins one day be able to use both powers at the same time ?

4. Season 5, will Nya create this big wave like she did in the final episode of that season or will Kai save everyone (or perhaps they do it together) ?

5.When Kai loses his fire, will that also lead to him losing his and Nyas water power ? And how will that arc with Aspheera affect them both

6. Will Kai be afraid of the ocean until he becomes one with the sea ? It feels like a better conclusion of his story with his fear of the sea ? Imagine he was always afraid of it because it has always called for him. He didn’t know what he was hearing or feeling but it scared him, until he under his destiny 👀 ( Am I thinking to mich about it ?!)

If you have read through them all, thanks for that ! I love your art and the au is great. Have a nice day ✌️

Oh man oh man oh man

I'm late, buuut

I like the idea, but in the show, they have to concentrate on using their powers and don't really have accidents like that(not that I remember). But in this AU, it would be funny as hell. Like neither can cook because the water evaporites, pans too hot and burn everything and so on. Only after they master their elements can they cook.

Maybe? That or he has like half of each power and needs both of them to have full fire and water, yknow. Chen would go mad scientist on them.

Well, they would be OP if they had both powers, so maybe not. The drama and steaks would be lowered, but in certain settings, they might. Or they only can use both powers at the same time together?

That whole plot in the season would be sooo different. But I like the idea they do it together as a ☆*Family Bonging*☆ moment.

Depending on if they both have the power or they have one power that zip zap between them like tennis. But I feel like they both have the powers, they can't just use it? So Nay would have fire when Aspirah takes Kais fire and the switch their roles (Kai is water ninja/Nya is fire ninja).

I loooove the idea Kai fears the ocean and then becomes the ocean. Like, it validates his fear?? Kinda?? He loses everything when he's the ocean, even if he did it to protect his Family. But he also accepts his destiny and isn't afraid of the ocean anymore? The drama. The angst. Love it. But hearing the ocean his whole life. Now that's an idea. Like fire powers are from Spijitsu mater Uno and water is from the big ass snake. And maybe that affects them! Fire and water in them in constant conflict Ugh. Love it

Thanx my fellow rat for the qustion

[rue-dixon]

Bro-in-law Dandan propaganda pt. 2

part 1:

When Chilwife first left, she went to Dandan first since he was closer. Dandan thought it was just a normal fight again, until he saw how upset she was. He tried to convince her to stay until Chilchuck came back and just talk to him about it. But she was too adamant about at least needing a break. So eventually he gave in and gave her money and anything else she needed to get to Flertom.

Uncle Dandan who's courted a few woman more than Chilchuck. So he gives relationship advice to his adult nieces, saying it's better because "he clearly had more experience." While Chilchuck is like "you've also had more failed relationships than me, so whose advice should they really take?"

While Flertom's over here, "you both are the reason I don't like half-foot men you know... neither of you can keep your relationships..."

When Dandan finally does get married everyone is really happy for him, especially his sister.

During the wedding ceremony reality kinds randomly hits him. And he starts panicking thinking he won't be a good husband, or a good father. He starts to worry what if they can't have children. Or what if he's making a terrible mistake, or that he's not a good enough man for his soon to be wife. Chilchuck calls him ridiculous, saying of course he's a good man, his sister made sure of it. And he's so good with his nieces, he'll be a great father.

His sister is so excited for her brother during the wedding. She's happy he finally settled down, since he got married kind of late for halfling standards.

Chilwife: "Oh! I wonder if she'll let me help deliver their babies.."

Chilchuck: "you're a little too excited about that don't you think...?"

Uncle Dandan who will never stop messing with his sister. "Hey, Mei, next time you see your mother ask her if she baby trapped your father, 'Kay?" And Mei being like 3 just shrugs because she (wrongly) trusts her uncle and doesn't know what that means and does it.

"I still don't see what you see in him, yeah I'm his best friend but I still don't get it."

Chilchuck needs to tell his wife something important but is having trouble finding the right words. So Dandan offers himself.

"Here, talk to me like you would her. Pretend I'm her, people say we look exactly alike all the time."

"Oh yeah, you look just like her but ugly."

The girls wonder why they see Uncle Dandan all the time but not their other three uncles and aunt on their mom's side. The real answer if that Dandan just lives close by and works with their dad anyways, and Dandan and his sister have always been close unlike Chilchuck and his siblings who are practically strangers. But Chilchuck's response is "because your auntie and uncles all have their own family and lives to take care of. Unlike Uncle Dan who leaches off ours."

"Look. I know we're close and all but do not complain to me about your bedroom life please. I do not care how dead it is."

"I wasn't going to?! That's wrong with you!"

"Good. Let's keep it that way."

Dandan who had some piercings on his big old ears (which his sister fussed at him for of course) which inspired Meijack to get her own. And her mother almost had a heart attack, and practically yanked her brothers ear off. He says it was worth it to this day.

Uncle Dandan who Puckpatti is closest with. And comes to with basically all her problems, which kinda annoys her parents. Saying he should encourage her to come to them instead of him. But he's like "well sometimes you two are the problem so"

"Sometimes I remember my best friend got my sister knocked up three times and it makes me want to die."

"Dandan we're married??"

"Doesn't matter."

Dandan introduced Chilchuck to Laios partly because he thought a big job like that would be a good distraction while he figured stuff out with his wife. Little did he know this "distraction" would end up lasting like three years and he didn't go talk to her like Dandan told him to.

Flertom: I love my father and uncle dearly, but they prove my point about half-foot men.

Dandan making very loud and obnoxious gagging sounds if Chilchuck or his wife accidentally slip an affection name for each other in front of him.

Assuming we're running with some older rules. Men aren't aloud to be present in childbirth. So in my mind, Chilchuck waited outside, listening to his wife deliver their first child in pain. Which scared little Dandan, so Chilchuck had to comfort him telling him his big sister will be ok. Which oddly helped Chilchuck feel like he prepared to be a dad.

I love how most of the fandom agrees Dandan is a flirt based on basically nothing. Agreed this is true. And it annoys the hell out of both Chilchuck and his sister. He also has a thing for elf woman.

"No wonder you can't seem to get married. Your eyes wander too much!"

"Elves Dan?? Really?"

He low key loves it when the girls ask him to help them go behind their parents back. Because no matter how old he gets, theres still a little shit inside him.

Dandan who has a way worse death rate than Chilchuck, but is so unbothered by it. Even telling his sister about each death so casually who's just losing her mind.

Little Meijack wanting to be an adventurer like her daddy and uncle but they both band together and scare the shit out of her (and the other girls) with stories they've xperienced to keep them far away. They got in a lot of trouble with Chilwife for it.

It's funny when people don't realize that Chilchuck and Dandan are related or friends. They'll complain to Dandan about Chilchuck, normally based off rumors. And Dandan's just trying not to laugh.

Dandan may or may not have started a few rumors about Chilchuck. Then later completely denied it.

Dandan who has a thing for elf woman. And his sister is just disappointed, shaking her head like "what would mother think..."

Dandan to one, if not all the babies. "Say fuck say fuck say fuck say fuck say fuck say fuck say fuck say fuck say fuck say fuck-"

"Oh you want this but your parents said no? Alright I'll get it for you but if they ask it was an unprompted gift and this conversation never happened, deal?"

He thinks it's funny how loud Flertom is since both of her parents are so quiet. He called her a "tiny screaming goat"

Whenever there's a festival being held Dandan likes to meet up with his sisters family. He doesn't do it every time but he still sometimes, especially when he wasn't married himself yet. When he was he usually would be there with his own family, see them in passing say hi before continuing their days.

He would give his nieces lots of sweets that he would save for the next time he saw them. His sister would fuss at him that he's spoiling them and they're going to rot their teeth out. But he didn't care.

(This probably will be the last one. Sorry Dandan nation with population of two </3)

[that-one-i-think]

MCD KAI LORE TIME!

(I am a firm believer of giving Meif'wa facial hair/stubble. They're cats. FURRRR! Give them body hair) Please give me your thoughts on the lore and stuff! I am starved for attention, validation, and discourse!

Kai is the nephew of the current king of Tu'la. Their family comes from an offshoot of the main branch family of the Northern Tu'la kingdom who didn't get the big cat tiger gene, or "blessing," but rather are normal domestic meif'wa. This meant that they wouldn't be viable for the throne since it has to go to a tiger, but when the main family got sick and died, a miracle happened when Kai's uncle received the tiger's blessing in their wake. A fortunate miracle, for while it was incredibly rare for the branch family to get the blessing, it had happened before.

The branch family was then moved into the palace and took the positions of the deceased members, and the new Young King took the throne. Four years into his rule, Kai was born and was then labeled a possible inheritor of the throne after his older siblings. He grew up with an amazing education while learning how to navigate the politics of Northern Tu'la. His uncle, both seeing and fearing of Kai's talents, sent him to Southern Tu'la to stay with their royal family as a way to… tie the two nations together when he was 15.

Kai thrived in this environment and became an advisor by the age of 17 (Kinda Zane Coded). He eventually became rather beloved by the Southern Tu'lanian community and became a staple in the southern capital of Solspear. Unfortunately, his intentions did not stay kind as he started feeding his uncle information, becoming the king's favorite and further securing his chance of being next in line for the throne. The kindness he was shone was overshadowed by the thrill of power.

When he was 20, he aided in the invasion of Southern Tu'la by the North. He poisoned the royal family with something he only thought would have made them so sick that they would have had to surrender peacefully, but his uncle was not that kind. Kai watched what was said to be a quick and peaceful overpowering turn into a massacre as both Northern Tu'la soldiers and the recently aligned O'kasis soldiers slaughtered the people of which he considered his. The last look of his host family's eyes was utter betrayal as every orifice of their body leaked blood, trying to escape the boiling temperatures.

He, who was once a beloved child advisor, became a symbol of betrayal and hurt, earning the nickname "Scorpion" by the remaining southern Tu'la people. His uncle was incredibly proud of him but was fearful of his ambition, so for the first two years of his reign, he sent Kai around Southern Tu'la to burn down any temples of Menphia left and gather up all of the warriors and remaining soldiers to send to the newly formed Gladiator Pits. A distraction so Kai wouldn't interfere with him overtaking O'khasis after he killed the O'khasis soldiers that helped in his overtaking of Tu'la.

Kai did his job and shoved all emotions deep down, choosing to display aloof behavior to cope with his actions. Realization came crashing down when he returned from his expedition to see children no older than 12 fighting in the pits for entertainment. Orphans convicted of the crime of stealing bread because he burned down the temples housing them. (One of these kids was in fact Liochant, or Lais at the time.) He then decided to help free the gladiators by playing into the game. (Age 22)

He created a new sort of playboy persona, one where he found a love of gambling and a penchant for the underdog gladiators. His uncle took notice of his disinterest in the throne and encouraged Kai's new behavior, allowing him to have almost unlimited money and access to trades. Kai then started buying gladiators who were on their last legs due to injury or were no longer viewed as entertaining and either turning them into his servants or revamping them, though it wasn't uncommon to see people go missing under his care. As most benefactors of gladiators, he had no qualms of disposing them how he saw fit, though unlike others, his disposal method required a lot less blood but a ship out of the country.

When he was 31, he acquired Liochant, or Lais Ravanah Havilah, aka Lais Seshadri, the Pit Viper of Solspear. Liochant, who was 20 and a half years old, had been practically given to him by one of the crueler benefactors after Liochant had refused to kill a child shadow knight in the pit. Kai pitied him and wanted to… disappear him as fast as possible, but at the time he had no gladiator, so he used Lio. He helped heal Liochant from his previous treatment while still having him fight for him and be arm candy for whenever Kai needed for the galas. When Liochant was 22, he managed to get a newer gladiator on his hands, and suddenly, his little Lais broke a family heirloom and had to disappear one night. Liochant then woke up one morning on a trade ship with 2 trunks full of clothes, his khopesh, and enough coin to last a few months.

Kai's operation continued until he was sent to watch over the troops in O'khasis after the prisoner and former Lady of O'khasis, Zianna, escaped.

I essentially made Kai a sort of foil to Zane. Both characters manipulated into doing horrible things for their father figures for power and favor, except one regretted it and the other did not.

(FYI - Liochant hated him and still hates him. Kai's helpful actions did not get rid of his previous actions and the ways he still used Liochant for gain/cover. If it came down to it, Kai still would have put his life before Liochant's. Also he is the reason why Liochant still has so many of his clothes because he didn't think about sending him with food or books to learn about the culture, just clothing and a sword.... Rich people.)

[thoughtsforsoob]

just saw ur “txt as your younger brother” but now i NEED a “txt as your older brother” please 🫶🏻

a/n: hehe thank you for the request! i hope the little brother post was good. again...i am siblingless so i am going to try my best to make this realistic :D as always, requests are open!! please enjoy!!!

yeonjun

he is so incredibly protective as a big brother! i just wants to protect his little sister no matter what. it doesn't matter is you're 5 or 70, big brother yeonjun will come to the rescue. he is also the type of brother that will whine when you talk about boys because he cannot fathom his little sister runnig around with guys that probably aren't even worth your time! he always does his best to make time for you, especially when he becomes an idol. he always makes sure to go all out on birthdays and special occasions like graduations. oh my god...if you graduate from uni...baby will go all out and buy you a FUCKING CAR??? a fancy one too because 'only the best for my annoying little sister!'

soobin

he's mildly protective but that's only because your dad made him promise to always protect you. he has intentions of making god on his promise. you two are only a year apart but you two are basically twins because of how inseperable you are. as kids, you'd always play together outside and when you would get hurt, he would drop everything and run to you. he is also a big brother that would give you his share of something if you really wanted it. for exmaple, if your parents got you both ice cream and he got the one you wanted, just say the words and it's all yours. as you grow older, he makes sure to take you out and makes sure you know he cares even if he can't spend lot's of time with you. when he reveals his sistee to moa, they're all in love with you and he's scolding them, 'yah! that's my baby sister! she's mine!'

beomgyu

I know i always make beomgyu the silly one but he takes his big brother duties very seriously. like...so seriously that you questions wether he's your dad or big brother. when he becomes an ido, he spends a good chunk of his first paycheck to send you to study abroad because you'd told him you'd wanted to do that while at college. he constantly checks in on you and makes sure you have everything you need. he's also a very affectionate big brother and doesn't care when you're shoving him away, 'don't kid yourself! you love me, little sis!' and you do. in your childhood, he would always get in trouble for hanging off of you even though you were smaller than him. he still get's swatted with thenkitchen towel when you both visit home for the same reason.

taehyun

more protective than your own dad. not in a bad way but you know what I mean. he is there for you through everything. when you're sick, he brings the food your mom makes you and stays in your room to keep you entertained and to make sure you eat it all. when you’re on your period, he always comes to your room and makes sure you have all the chocolate and hot drinks you could possibly need. he’s also the type of brother who would prefer to drive you wehter you driving yourself. even if it’s for a date, he drives you and makes sure to meet the guy. you two have a look that he gives you if the guy seems like bad news. he’ll stay behind and make sure you get home safely. 

huening kai

a built in best friend. huening seems like a really sweet big brother and most definetly is a protector. he knows that as an idol, people online will criticize you and his older and younger sister but he always stands up for you three. he’s the type of brother that also says his friends are off limits but in reality, would probably prefer you date one of them because he alreay knows them well and trusts them. he makes sure you and his other sisters are always taken care of, especially if you decided not to persure a career in entertainment. if you’re the sibling who goes to uni to study, he will glady pay for all of your tuition and materials. he wants his little sister to be supported and cared for.