#oh I'm doing ok but man I am tired today I have been way too stressed trying to figure out how not to go broke haha

[chaos-has-theories]

I have this coworker who always asks me how I am and how my family is and how my father is doing (they vaguely know each other)

And it's like. I'll say "haha yeah pretty good!" and then we stare at each other like two frogs who have forgotten how to social but man I can can NOT elaborate unless the definition of smalltalk changes real quick

[keferon]

Ok i said i would do itater, but this was done for my sister who got really hurt and wanted comfort out of my drabble, shout out to you @saltynsassy31 XD

This will probably be very OOC bc again, i am NOT too acquainted with these characters

So apologies in advance, but i think this will still be very entertaining for you :]

So yeah, here's part 2!

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Jazz was tired, they haven't given him much time to rest since he came back. And even if they did, it's not like he could rest anyways, thinking about....about Prowl.

No way he could have just left him, right? After everything....it just didn't feel right, and the way they spoke to him about it too. Call him crazy but something in his gut told him they were hiding something from him. But it just never seemed enough to push him to look into it (oh how he would regret that for the rest of his life)

Today was supposed to be a normal routine check to the new mechas, with new recruits coming in for him to teach.

Jazz was given a new mecha suit, despite his protests to it (which surprised even him honestly, but it just didn't feel right). He hadn't gotten the chance to see it yet, today was the day they would present the new model, though it was said to be in its early stages still.

...

He doesn't know how it happened, how he'd gotten here, but all he knew was that he had seen red. When he gotten to see his new mech suit, it seemed oddly familiar in touch, in fact something about it made him feel sick to his stomach.

Small dents and scarring coated the plating around the panels that opened to the cockpit. He recognised that plating, from crawling on it with his magnets, sleeping on them comfortably despite being made of metal (there was something so warm about it, but that warmth was....lost. He wanted to puke). But what broke the string holding him together, a scar, a scar so familiar it sent him back to the exact moment he witnessed his partner getting it in the first place.

Jazz had weilded that shut himself, they had gotten in a bad scuffle a while back, and with worry he wanted to try and make sure Prowl wouldn't be in too much pain before they could get some proper help.

"Jazz?" Someone called out to him. That was the last thing he remembered.

Now? Now he stood by the halls in which they didn't allow the likes of him inside, the halls in which the scientists worked on. He made a fast dash to the last room, the room one of the scientists told him had the one he was looking for (though he wasn't proud to admit he had perhaps aggressively gotten that answer out of the poor guy). He had a weird unknown blaster weapon with him that he had ripped from the mech suit he was supposed to try out (deep down, he hoped that weapon didn't belong to Prowl. He hoped that he wasn't too late), using that, he blasted the door open hoping that would keep anyone from stopping him from getting inside.

As soon as Jazz layed his eyes on the scene before him; his partner hanging from wires holding him into place, chain keeping him from leaving, mutilated almost beyong recognition save his face, and with a small weak staticked cry from his partner, "Jazz?" the small bit of awarness he had gained back was gone again. All he could do in that moment was to yell, a desperate cry that came from the pits of his lungs.

"GET AWAY FROM MY PARTNER!"

And in another flurry of motions he didn’t have complete control over, he was beating the ever living hell out of the prick who decided it was a good idea to mess with HIS partner! He didn’t even know how long he had been at it until the twisted man he called a boss scratched his face, small bits of blood flowing out. In shock and pain, he grabbed the man by the neck of his shirt and threw him to the otherside of the room. Once he was certain that he wouldn't be getting up again, he turned to face Prowl once more, running and calling out to him as he ran to scoop up his beloved's face, blurting out a mess of an apology.

"I'm so sorry, i shouldn't have brought you here- we, we need to get you out-"

Oh did the guilt eat him up from the inside, he- he shouldn't have brought him here. Prowl probably hated him right now, but the sudden distant bell of an alarm down the halls had him scrambling to his feet to try and make things right.

Suddenly, as adrenaline slowly faded off, he realised how much damage he had actually taken throughout his rampage, a limp on his left leg catching up to him. Stinging pain on his face and limbs, but he needed to keep moving, they weren't safe yet.

"I have to get you to a safe place," he mumbled, mostly to himself, "and- and then maybe call for help. Oh but who could i even go to?" As he spoke, he started to set Prowl's limbs free from it's chains, gods they were so damaged, he could barely look at the missing parts. But as he worked his way through, he let out small sighs of relief to see that at least, he seemed to not be missing some vital parts. He could still maybe make a run for it, if only he could stall the facility long enough-

"You really shouldn't have...."

Jazz turned in shock, Prowl's voice snapping him out of his panicked haze.

"Prowl..." if he wasn’t crying already, now he certainly was. Gods he fucked up badly.

Not having the courage to face the other just yet, he turned back to the chained leg he had been working on. Prowl didn't seem to have wanted an answer either way, sitting up as he watched the organic do his work (Jazz tried to ignore the missing arm).

As he finished getting rid of the chain, he got up again, letting out a hiss of pain from his injuries (which did not go unnoticed by the mech). Clutching his left side as a bleeding cut let out a terrible stinging sensation which he doesn't think he'll ever get used to, he walked over to the final limb stuck under chains. As he walked over, he briefed over the quick plan he thought of

"Look, i- i know you might not trust me right now-" a huff, almost soundling like a disbeliefing chuckle, was heard from the mech, Jazz ignored it. "But there is a place you can go to and hide, hide- hide until maybe i can get help or- or find a way to send you back-"

"You wouldn't make it that far." Prowl spoke, matter of factly, which got a hit under Jazz's skin

"I know that! Which is why you will make a run for it. There's an exit by the other side of this room where you can leave-"

A sudden realisation hit Prowl. Jazz wasn't planning on coming with him.

And the human nodded, seeming to understand that Prowl finally got what he was saying. As he reached the last final screw to Prowl's chains, he finished off what he was trying to say "I'll keep them busy long enough for you to leave," before he could finish, as the final screw was let lose and Prowl was free to move, he felt himself be lift up from the ground and let out a startled yelp. "Wha- HEY!"

It took Jazz being shoved inside Prowl's cockpit for him to realise that he had been picked up by the mech (maybe a possible concussion he thought to himself). Jazz couldn't even try to jump out as, despite it missing the plating to shut him inside, Prowl placed his servo up to close to exit.

Desperately and confused, Jazz called out, "What are you doing?!"

To be entirely honest, Prowl wasn't sure himself, he was just as confused as the human to his actions, usually so full of logic. This one was acted apon pure emotion. Emotion of fear, anxiety, anger but most importantly

Desperation

Because somehow, this stupid human had his spark between his fingers, and he'd be dammed if he let him get himself killed just for him.

This isn't how he would want to say goodbye

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Thanks again, to my sister who pushed me to write this, and also helped out in some parts!

Might have done more if i could, but it's super late rn lol (it's 4am and our mon will kills us for staying up this late).

Again sorry for any OOC moments, but i hope this was to your enjoyment! Maybe i can do a part 3 to this, but idk enough about how things work to do that, so i let anyone be free to mess around with this :]

Oh my... oh fuck I can't. I just keep thinking about Prowl pressing his palm on his chest even when other humans eventually get to him and start shooting. He's a mess, half of his armor is missing he's probably leaving an energon trail behind him. But he knows that while it would take a lot of bullets to take him down, it would take only one lucky bullet to kill Jazz. I'm. AUGh

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

Potential TW ::: Difficulty conceiving. & for my vomit-sensitive friends, here's a mildly changed version: PUKE FREE EDIT

A/N ::: I am so tired tonight that this was not super proofed. This was an ask that came via my messages. They wanted a story with the spicy and the sweet parts of Kats & F.reader tryin' for a baby. I hope it has all the elements you wanted and that you like it!

C/W ::: Aged up Kats x f.reader, several mentions of vomiting & other facial fluids being discharged (snot, tears, puke). Oral M->F Quite a bit of P->V. Lovey dovey stuff, sweet moments between 2 people who just want a freakin' baby. Ok? 😭

WC ::: 4,923 (Jesus christ, I'm so sorry. This totally got away from me and I don't even know how.)

"Hey babe, it's me." Katsuki said in his usual growly voice. "I guess you're still at work or somethin'. Anyway, I'll be home tomorrow night. Also, I'been holdin' back. So, be ready for me. I love you, call me if ya want."

Katsuki was out of town on a job. He's been gone for almost a week now, the longest you two have been apart since you got married, almost 2 years ago. You missed him, sure. But when he came home, stomping through the entryway, yelling for you, it was the best feeling to be wrapped up in his arms and smooshed into his chest.

The two of you have been leaving yourselves open to having a baby for about 4 months now. It hasn't been constant trying, but the longer it goes that you're not getting pregnant, the more you feel like you're needing to take this more seriously. You started reading up on the most productive positions to get the result you're looking for, studying what you can do before and after you do the deed. How to check your basal temperature. When doctor intervention becomes more than a discussion and an absolute necessity.

The phone beeps, alerting you to your missed call and voicemail. "What ... oh, damn it." You listen to the message Katsuki left you and couldn't help the soft pink blush that spread over your face and chest. No man had ever made you feel the way he has. You had been pretty reserved until he helped you tap into your inner slutty girl. It sounds bad, but you've not looked back once since he brought you out of your little sexual shell. And why should you? Every time you're with him you swear it's the best sex you've ever had. Point being, you got really lucky to have him love you and be able to love him.

Pushing #1 on speed dial, you hear the other line ringing and start praying to whatever gods would listen to you that he'd answer his phone.

"Hey brat. Y'ignorin' me now or some shit like that? The fuck ya think ya are?" You could hear him choke out a laugh. The background noise was almost louder than he was.

"You know it, you caught me. Trying to ignore you. What're you gonna do about it?" You giggled when you heard his breath hitch in his throat. Your voice got low and breathy, "You gonna punish me, hm? Good luck catching me, Kats."

The phone crackled a few times before you heard him, "Hey! Y'there? Babe!? Goddamn it, this shit ass fuc---" and then you heard nothing.

"K-Kats? Hello? Are you ... are you there? Oh." You tossed the phone on the couch and pouted. "Things were just about to get good, too." You whined to the cat. But you knew they didn't care. They were Kats' anyway. They merely tolerated you until they were hungry and then they were your biggest fan.

A chime rang out into the quiet room and you pounced on it. A text from Katsuki, "Sorry, shit reception here. I'll try to call you from the hotel later. XXX"

It was about 6pm. Too early for bed, too late to go anywhere. So you curled up on the couch and watched your wedding video. You laughed and cried about how stupid you felt for missing him so much. He's only been gone a week and he'll be home tomorrow. Less than 24 hours and you would be together again.

You woke up to the sun forcing its way through the edges of the window coverings. "He's coming home today! He ... is finally coming home today!" A contented sigh heaved its way from your chest as you stood and stretched the uncomfortable position you slept in from your body. And then immediately a wave of nausea washed over you. "The f-," you covered your mouth and ran to the bathroom. Lifting the toilet lid, you took pause and started praying that you wouldn't puke. "Mmm ..." Your eyes roamed to the bathroom cupboard. The nausea faded and soon your body followed your eyes' lead and you started to crawl to open the door and pull out a pregnancy test.

You peed on the plastic receptacle and set the timer you'd bought specially for the bathroom, only to hurry up and wait for the next 3 minutes.

"Oh." You tried so hard not to let yourself get wrapped up in the hope that all of your fun and hard work had finally paid off. But it still hurt. It always hurt. It was a relief though, that Katsuki wasn't here to have to go through this again. He always somehow got more excited than you at the prospect of you becoming parents. 'There's plenty uh’time, ma,' he always says to you whenever the result is another negative.

It would be several hours before he'd be home, so you put yourself together and set out to grocery shop. You decided to stop by your favorite little boutique and look around at the lingerie. Maybe that would help cheer you up and raise moral to romp around with your husband. You laughed at the stupid thought. It was always fun to be with Katsuki.

You managed to knock all of your tasks out in a couple of hours and drove home to get stuff put away. You still wanted to shower, put on the new lingerie you bought and figure out what to do for dinner. Take-out was calling your name tonight.

In the shower, you started to think about how much you loved Katsuki. And a familiar, warm, tingly feeling started to bloom in the pit of your stomach. Unconsciously, you began rubbing your thighs together trying to alleviate the pressure - however pleasant it might be - building there. It was a dangerous game you were playing here. If you rubbed them too much, you know you'd get beyond frustrated and have to take care of this on your own. And there was nothing you wanted more than for him to be the one to alleviate this pent up tension in your body. Seeing as he was the one causing it, it only seemed fair.

Hurrying to finish washing up, you managed to get out of there with only a little bit of lingering agitation. Perhaps agitation was too strong a word. But you missed him so much there was no other word you could think of to replace it.

All wrapped up in a towel, you went to your room and looked over the clothes you had laid out for tonight. The dress you chose was newer, you picked it up a month or so ago, but haven't had the chance to wear it. It’s so new that he hasn't even seen it on you. The lingerie was a strappy black 1 piece and it looked so confusing to you. But you wanted to look nice for him. You knew he would love it for the whole 30 seconds it was on you before he tore it off. Yet you couldn't help but feel a little bit nervous about his homecoming.

It all felt so new to you for some strange reason.

His Jeep pulled into the driveway and your heart all but stopped beating. Your face got hot and you felt like you were going to puke again. "Jesus, calm yourself, y/n. You're married for Christ's sake. Have been for over 2 years. He is your husband. He already loves you." But you didn't believe a word you said to yourself.

You ran to the bedroom to take one last quick glance at your appearance. Smoothing down the dress at your stomach, you noticed it didn't sit quite like it did when you first bought it. You just chalked it up to a little bit of stress eating with Katsuki being gone, and you trying to stay cool about (not) getting pregnant. It just caught up to you. No matter. He's home.

The front door opened and you heard his heavy footsteps. Music to your ears. "Babe? 'M home. Get yer ass ov-", You peeked your head out of the bedroom and gave him a sassy smile. "There you are, fuck, missed you so much. Don't move." He tossed his keys onto the kitchen table and walked toward you like he was hunting you. Like if he moved to quickly you'd get startled and run away from him. Little did he know that it would take a lot more than him running at you to make you even flinch.

"I missed you too, Kats. So much." You whispered as he got closer. He reached out for you and pulled you flush against him, his mouth immediately finding yours. His lips were so soft and warm and he smelled so good. You couldn't resist the urge to kiss him deeper, and you let your tongue brush his bottom lip. He growled and held you tighter.

"Fuck, y’taste so good. Yer gonna kill me. I can't wait for you any longer. All of you. Every part of you." He kissed your cheek and then your ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth and tugging on it with his teeth. You moaned and ground your hips into his. The sensation of his hardness rubbing against you made you ache with need.

"Oh God. Please. I need you so much." Every brush of his fingers against your body left a trail of raised, peach fuzz hairs in their wake. You were panting now, trying to catch your breath from his lips on your skin. He pulled back and looked at you, his eyes shining with love and lust. "I love you so much, babe."

"I love you too, Katsuki." Your voice was breathy and quiet, almost like you were afraid to say it.

He leaned in and kissed you again, this time with more heat and intensity. His hands found their way to your ass and he squeezed, eliciting a whimper from your lips. "Let's go to bed." He grabbed your hand and led you to the bedroom.

You walked in and he pushed you onto the bed. You squealed and giggled as you bounced. He stood over you and started to unbutton his shirt. His abs and pecs were on display for you. You couldn't help but lick your lips at the sight of his muscles moving as he shrugged his shirt off his shoulders. He moved to unbuckle his belt and you got a little nervous. He was so hot and you felt like you couldn't keep up with him. But he always managed to make you feel like the most beautiful woman on earth.

As he took his pants off, you got up and stood in front of him so he could unzip the dress. "You make this dress look so fuckin' beautiful, babe. Goddamn. So sexy. But y'know, 's much as I love this, 'm dying to see what's underne- Hoh fuck. Th- you- fuck that's hot. This new?" He asked as he covered his mouth with his right hand and shook his head slowly.

"You like it?" You blushed hard.

"Do I fuckin' like it. C'mere. Fuckin' c'mere and I'll show you just how much I like it." He pulled you close and kissed your lips, your neck, your chest. You could feel him hard and throbbing against your lower stomach. It was driving you wild.

He turned you around and began to kiss your shoulders. He moved the straps of the lingerie down and bit your skin gently. "Ah! Katsuki, please. Please touch me. I need you."

"Patience. G’na take my time with you. Got about 6 days to make up for, darlin'. Lemme have this. Lemme have you."

He turned you back around and kissed you deeply. He held you close and you could feel the heat radiating from his body. "I am so glad you're home, Kats." You whispered while you pulled him to the bed.

You laid there and let him take over, let him do what he wanted. And what he wanted was to drive you crazy. He kissed every inch of your body, making sure to pay extra attention to your most sensitive parts.

"You work out this week or somethin'?" He asked between kissing your hot skin. He moved down to your belly. "Fuck, you're just so ..." he growled against your skin as he breathed you in. "Your tits look fantastic. You're so ... gah ... I dunno. You're just so soft." He ran his hands over your curves and squeezed your hips.

You pulled his hair and guided him to your core. "Katsuki, need ... need your mouth." He obliged and licked a stripe up your slit, his tongue pressing firmly against your clit and you jumped back. "Hohmygod, Kats! Fuck!!"

"S'sensitive for me," he dove back in and started to suck on your clit, swirling his tongue around it and then flattening it and moving it side to side, "Fumkin' lub et." You felt like you were going to burst. The feeling was overwhelming and you felt yourself get close to the edge faster than you could ever remember.

"Katsu- kugh, ohmygod, I'm gonna ... I'm gonna ..." You grabbed his head and pushed him further into you. He moaned and his hands dug into your thighs as he kept working your swollen cunt.

"Cum for me, baby. Show me how fuckin’ hard y’can cum for me. Lemme see that pretty pussy cum for me." He moved back down and started sucking and licking your clit again, his fingers sliding inside you and hitting that spot you love so much.

Your whole body tensed up and you felt yourself explode all over his fingers and tongue. "Katsuki!!!" You screamed and bucked your hips against his face, chasing your orgasm. You could feel him smiling against your skin as you rode out your pleasure against his face and hands. You didn't know what you were rubbing yourself against but there was no part of you that could stop it from happening.

"G'girl. Fuck, you taste s'good, babe. Kinda diff’rent. More tart. Lemony." He kissed your thigh and then crawled up to kiss you. "Gonna fuck a baby into you now." He smiled down at you, much more sweetly than his intentions actually were and held your legs open so he could slide himself inside you.

"Mmmm, yes ... please, want you … in me." You whined as he started to push himself in. He was big, you were used to it. But tonight you needed a minute or two to adjust to his size. It felt like you were clenching down on him, almost purposely. Making it more difficult for him to push himself entirely inside of you. 

"Jesus fuck, you sure you weren't doing some pussy push-ups r'somethin'? You're so tight, babe. Feels so fuckin' good. But … Jesus."

You couldn't control your laughter at him calling kegel exercises 'pussy push-ups'. It was so stupid, but it made you feel warm and loved that he cared enough to notice things like that. "I've been practicing, yeah." You smirked and he leaned in and kissed you again.

"Good. So fuckin' good. Now, g'na fuck you 'til you can't stand it. I'm gonna cum in that hot pussy and make you the sexiest ma on the face of the planet." He growled against your lips as he started to move inside you.

You lost track of time and your body just reacted to him. He was rough and tender. Everything you needed and more. The two of you singing this song of moans in unison sounded better than any of your favorite songs ever had. His grunts and growls filled the room, as he fucked you harder and harder, so too, did your moaning and muttering of how good he felt get louder.

"Kats ... gonna cum again. Pleasepleaseplease ... you gotta cum first! It w- oh god - it works better if you cum first ... I think! Hurry up!" You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him deeper into you. You could feel your walls tightening and pulsating around his cock and it was the most exquisite feeling.

"Bah, fuck, I'm close babe. Gonna fill you up so good. Fuck, gonna fill you up with my cum." He grabbed your legs and pushed them back so your knees were against your chest and your ankles were at his ears. He held onto the back of your legs and pounded into you with all the strength he had left in him.

"Yesyesyes! Katsuki! Cum in me!" You were on the edge of your orgasm and you couldn't hold it at bay any longer. You felt the hot wetness of his seed filling you up and you let yourself go, your pussy clenched around his cock.

He stayed inside you for a minute or two, panting and kissing your forehead. Droplets of sweat fell from his face to yours. It was disgustingly intimate. You had never felt closer to him. Physically or emotionally.

"I love you." He whispered, his breath warm against your skin.

"I love you." You whispered back.

And with that, he rolled off of you and snuggled up against your back, his hand resting on your stomach. The two of you fell asleep a short time later. Still happily tangled up in one another.

The next morning you awoke to Katsuki gently rolling his cock against your ass. You turned your head as best you could to see him, but when you managed to, you saw that he was still fast asleep. It didn't diminish the arousal that began to creep its way through your body, though.

You rolled over and kissed his face, whispering sweet nothings to him as you tried to wake him. "Kaaats, you wanna go again?" Running your hand down his chest and stomach, stopping about halfway down his happy trail, he opened his eyes slowly and gave you a half smile that looked so sexy on him.

"Mornin' babe. Wha' was I doin'?" He asked, looking down at his erection. "Ah. Was havin' a really ... really good dream 'bout you. Wan' me to show ya what we were doin'?" He flopped onto his back and pulled you on top of him so you were straddling his waist. "Y'so fuckin' wet already. Damn woman. You could put out a fire with that pussy. Hm-hm. Let's start one first though, yeah?" His hands dug into the plush of your hips and pushed/pulled you over him.

Your cunt wrapped so perfectly around him made him let out the most guttural of moans that caused you to clench around nothing. But he felt it and moaned again. It was becoming a vicious little cycle: He'd moan, your body would react, so on and so forth.

He pulled you up, grabbing underneath your ass and lifted you so you were hovering just over his cock. You rolled your head forward to look at him as you slid down, putting just the head inside of you.

"Don't be a fuckin' tease." He growled at you and tried to pull you down, his cock twitching at the denial of the possibility of complete envelopment. "Fucking hell, you're so bratty. Gonna make you pay for this," he laughed.

"Sorry, can't hear you over how good just the head of your cock feels while I'm bouncin' on it." You smirked at him as you wiggled your hips side to side.

He reached up and grabbed your neck, pulling you down to him as he thrust up into you. "I said, don't be a fucking tease," he hissed out through a clenched jaw.

You felt your eyes roll back and your body tense up as he filled you completely. It was almost too much to handle. "Katsu ... ki ... ah, fu-ughh, fuck! Don't stop!" You couldn't hold on anymore. You ground your hips against him as you came, your pussy fluttering and gripping his cock so tightly he couldn't help but follow you over the edge.

All of a sudden, you stopped riding out the last waves of your orgasm. Sitting on top of him still, you put your hand over your mouth and you looked down at him with pure panic in your eyes. "Hmph ..." you shook your head when he asked if you were ok. "Hmphhuh," you gagged again. He helped you off of him and all but dragged your post-o, jellied, naked body to the bathroom and lifted the lid on the toilet for you.

"Y'fuckin' sick'er somethin', babe? Got the flu? What the hell's goin' on?" His brows furrowed and he scowled at you. You knew it was out of concern, not frustration.

You shook your head, trying to compose yourself after something so icky. Hating yourself for doing this right now. Right after such an intimate moment. While he was standing there, staring at you. Puking your guts out. Naked. "Don' knoooohhhh fuck, leave, Kats. Get out! Ple-!"

He squatted down next to you and held your hair back with his right hand and rubbed your back with his left. "'M not fuckin' leavin' you. Not for pukin', not for fuckin' nothin'. Y'fuckin' hear me? Better or worse. Sickness and health and all that other shit. Just shut up and finish. 'L be right here for ya."

The amount of fluid that left your face was disgusting. You'd never had such floodgates open like this before. Puking, crying, snot running from your nose. You were an actual mess. But he stood by you through all of it.

"Hey, babe ... d'ya ... ah shit. D'ya think yer pregnant?" Katsuki asked as you stood from the floor, moving slowly toward the sink to wash your face off. The sparkle in his eyes was undeniable. And it killed you that you had to tell him you weren't.

You leaned over the sink, your face in your hands, and started crying. "I ... oh, Kats. I'm ... I'm not. I took a test a couple of days ago. I didn't w-", his hands on your back silenced you. They were, to date, the most important hands in the world to you. They were strong. They were soft and warm and they are all encompassing. If there were any kind of god, you would live out the rest of your days under his hands.

"Why didn't you tell me? I don't want you carryin’ this all by yourself, y/n. What we don't succeed in doing together, we share the hardships and overcome that ... together. I'm so sorry, babe. I'm sorry I was gone for so long. I shouldn'ta left ya for so long." He spoke to you so quietly. Like his words would be the thing that finally throws you over the edge. The thing that finally breaks you.

"Maybe I ate something." You ran your forearm across your dry lips and hobbled back to the bed to bury yourself in the blankets. "I'm sorry, Kats. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I won't do that again, promise." He walked over to you and sat down on the edge and brushed the hair from your face.

"G'na get you some 7-up 'n a cold washcloth. Be right back, babe." You watched him walk out of the bedroom and turn down the hallway. His butt jiggling ever so slightly. It made you smile. And it made you feel something else.

"The hell ...?" You sat up in bed and realized that you were horny. Again. Katsuki came back a minute later with what he promised you. Something to drink and a cold, wet cloth for you to put on your face. Smiling as he handed you this stuff, you pulled him in close to you and kissed him on the cheek all the way down to his neck.

"Oh, babe. Yer jus' so ... hah. No matter what. Even with your hair matted to your face and your eyes puffy and red. I love you." He leaned over and kissed your forehead.

"Don't say it." You smiled at him. It was almost like you knew what he was going to say. And you couldn't bear to hear it. Not right now. You had no idea where you two stood in that department. You weren't ready to admit that to each other. Not yet. Not right now.

He smiled back and laid down next to you, spooning you from behind. He ran his hand along your waist and stomach, over and over. It was relaxing. And it was a little bit arousing, but you managed to keep yourself at bay. You had just thrown up, after all.

"I'm sorry, Kats. I'm sorry I can't give us the baby we want. I'm sorry I'm so fucking broken." You choked on your words as tears started to well in your eyes. "I'm so sorry."

He shifted behind you and held you tighter. "Babe, you're not broken. 'Sides, who says it ain't me? Maybe we should make a doctors appointment, yeah? Get my count tested and all that shit. Whatcha say?"

You sniffed and wiped your face with the washcloth. It felt good against your hot face. "You - Kats, you'd do that? You'd have your sperm count checked?" Rolling over to face him, you took his face in your hands and held it there while the two of you just stared at each other.

"Fuckin' never said I wouldn't! Course I will. 'F we ever wanna get to the bottom of this, we hafta explore every possibility, right?" He ran a rough finger along your cheek to collect the freshly fallen tears and wipe them on the sheets. You made an ick face at him and he told you to pipe down, they need to be changed anyway after the night you two just had on them.

***

A couple of weeks past and he had his appointment with the fertility specialist where they ran a count on Kats. They called and said his sperm was 'abnormally high and active'. Their exact words were, "We have never seen anything like it in our careers." He didn't shut up about it for 3 days.

This left you in a fog. Surely, you were the reason you two couldn't conceive. It made you feel like absolute shit. No matter what he said to you, it didn't lift the guilt you were trying to carry all on your own. You thought he shouldn't have to hurt when he wasn't the problem. This complex was exhausting you and you could feel yourself slipping deeper into sadness.

You went to the clinic at the end of the day that Friday, the last appointment they had for the week. They drew your blood and told you they would be in touch on Monday or Tuesday about the next step after they had a chance to evaluate the sample for any obvious

It was Saturday morning and you were both sitting on the back porch eating breakfast when your phone rang. "It's the clinic, Kats. You answer. I don't want to talk to them. They probably found a plastic bag where my uterus is supposed to be." You pushed your phone across the little glass tabletop and got up, carrying the dishes into the kitchen to wash them off.

"Yeah babe, on it. Hello? N-no. You're trying to reach Bakugou? Well, shit. Yeah. That's me, I mean ... I'm her husband, Katsuki. Yes! The man with incredible sperm!" He laughed, you cringed. "Wait, what? No, that's not ... I mean ...," his voice got quiet and he got up, walking across the yard to mess with a fence piece.

You watched him out there fiddle with the broken wooden slat and felt your heart breaking into even smaller pieces. "Fuck." You whispered, looking down at the tiny bubbles popping on the soaking dishes. A tear dripped from your chin and landed on your chest, darkening a spot on your gray Dynamight shirt.

Katsuki came walking into the kitchen and came over to you, putting his hands on your shoulders, he turned you to face him. "Hey, ma?" Getting down on his knees, he put his hands on your waist and smooshed his face into your tummy. "Ma?"

"Are you having a fucking stroke or something? What are you doing, dumbass?" You wiped your chin and huffed out a short, insincere laugh. "Kats, what did - what'd they say. Is it me? Am I ..."

"Yes, babe. It's you. It's you … and the little grenade you're carrying. You're ... we're ... having a baby, y/n. You're fuckin' pregnant." He beamed up at you, tears in his wide eyes. 

"It's you, babe. You and me. And … and … and a little us in you. We did it, y/n. We're gonna have a family!"

You covered your mouth with your hands and cried. Not just a few tears, but a full-on ugly cry. You were going to be a mom. Katsuki was going to be a dad. And this was just the beginning of your lives as a family.

"I'm sorry I didn't believe in us. I'm sorry I let myself think for a second that it wouldn't be us. Us. Just us. I'm so happy it's us." You bent over and kissed his forehead. He stood and wrapped you in his arms and you both just stood there letting this new beautiful reality sink in.

The future was yours and yours alone … well, and Kats’ and the babies, of course. 

Taglist ::: @dreamcastgirl99 @viburnt @arlerts-angel @darkstarlight82

[randomingoftherandomness]

Fic: you've got the key to my heart (Qiubing)

A/N: I forgot I get motion sickness. Oh, Gab, how did you forget you get motion sickness? Answer is, because I'm a dumbass sometimes and am occasionally prone to the miseries :S

Tagging @snicker-doodles @xinyuehui 💖 @wuxia-vanlifer as well if you are OK with me tagging you 💗

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"Why?"

Qiu Qingzhi doesn't look up from where he is writing out his report with his uninjured hand. It's due in a month, but might as well get a head start on this and all the non-urgent paperwork.

Anything to give him enough reason not to look Li Bing in the eyes.

"Good evening, Vice Minister Li. I do hope you didn't sneak into my residence just to ask me a question without context."

He feels Li Bing's scowl more than he sees it - - a sort of familiar wavering in the air that tickles an old instinct in him to appease and soothe over whatever that has made the other man unhappy.

"Do not play the fool with me, Qiu Qingzhi, I know you better than that," Li Bing seethes, taking a half step forward. The shadow he casts looms over the wet glint of the drying ink.

Qiu Qingzhi sighs.

"Why do any of this?" He asks around a tired chuckle. Settling the pen brush on its holder, he grunts a little as he unfolds himself from his sitting position, revealing to Li Bing the extent of his injuries.

Li Bing is wide eyed when their gazes meet. It's a dirty trick to get him to stop being upset, but it's one that Qiu Qingzhi knows would work. As much as he is an open book to the other man, Li Bing is to him, too.

He stands as still as possible when he takes a full stride to him. Then a step, tentative and careful. A hand raised, tenderly, slowly. Dark eyes look into his own, waiting for a slight tip of his head before moving again to touch.

Honestly, it looks worse than it feels.

Qiu Qingzhi hadn't hesitated even for a beat to pull Li Bing out of harm's way today. There had not been any thought, only instinct. Some things can't be shaken off in the passages of time, and for Qiu Qingzhi, he'll always be first in line to put his body and soul down to protect his most precious person.

"You're bleeding through the bandages," Li Bing murmurs, tracing the puckered edges of the dressing that has started to darken with red.

"I can change it out after you leave," Qiu Qingzhi says, equally as hushed. The curious curl of hurt in Li Bing's eyes is a surprise.

"Do you... Want me to leave?"

Despite his better judgement, he finds himself saying, "Will you even want to stay?"

The touch that brushes over his skin turns insistent. "Why did you save me today?"

It's a test. Qiu Qingzhi has never been fond of tests.

To tell him the truth would ruin everything he had planned. Every sin, every single ruinous thing he has ever done, every regrettable outcome, every time he tore his soul in two in the hopes of keeping him safe. Every step he had taken to protect this man before him would be in jeaprody if he knew...

If he only knew how much Qiu Qingzhi loves him. Has loved him since the day he shared a plate of biscuits with a runaway slave and protected him. Has loved him through the days and the months and the years, and has never once stopped.

He would give up more than an arm if it means Li Bing could be safe and hale.

But for his bravery on the battlefield, he has no words. Nothing pretty to string together that could be worthy of the truth. So, Qiu Qingzhi carefully takes the hand on his collarbone and brings it over his heart. "You ask me why, but have you ever stopped to ask yourself that? Why are you here, if you don't already know the answer?"

"I..." Qiu Qingzhi tightens his careful hold on Li Bing's hand, shivering a little under the intensity of his gaze. "You have the keys to my heart. You are the only one I have adored most ardently, and I... I..."

Li Bing surges forth, wrapping him up in his arms in a tender hold. Mindful of his injuries, he tucks his face against Qiu Qingzhi's neck lips to his pulse. The sensation burns and the General exhales with a shudder.

"I never asked for this."

"I know," Qiu Qingzhi croaks out, heart hammering in his chest. "I know and I am sorry."

"You fool," Li Bing hisses, pulling back. The corners of his eyes are red-rimmed. "You should have said something earlier..."

"I had to prove myself worthy of you," Qiu Qingzhi manages, willing him to understand. He has no defence against this man. Not when he is smiling back at him, knocking their foreheads together.

"You were always worthy to me."

[elvispresleywife]

I'll be there.

Pairing: Elvis x Female!Reader!

A/N: Ok, so I know it's late(VERY), and I know it's not amazing, but this is my first fic, so I hope for what it's worth you all enjoy it and it was worth your waiting!! Please be kind, the last thing this fandom needs is nastiness. 💗💗(Again I'm sorry if it's bad.)

Words: 1388 (Sorry I know it's long I got carried away!)

Proofread? Very slightly.

Warning: None I think...Let me know if there are any that you find!

Characters: Elvis Presley, Reader, Memphis Mafia, Dodger(Grandma)

Summary: Reader is a fast-paced, go-go girl who doesn't like to slow down. There's always stuff to do! At the moment though she has a bad cold due to the cold autumn Memphis. However, like always she acts like she's fine, goes about her business like usual, until one day it get's too much.

I'm fine. Really, I am. No one needs to know that my head feels like it's about to explode, my body feels like fire, yet ice running through my veins, no one needs to know the struggles of trying to breath normally through my nose while it burns to my brain, or while my brain can't get enough air because I can't breath. See? I'm fine. I'm ok! I don't need pitying looks, or people to look after me all the time. No...No that's not what I need. After all, if Elvis found out I was sick? He'd make me rest in bed for at least 3 days, people coming up to me "Are you ok?" and then I'd have to say "Yeah I'm fine." but then there would be that pitying, sympathetic tone of "Are you sure?" it's the kind of voice you use when your not really wanting to sit and listen to someone complain but you know it's the right thing to do. So no. I won't have anyone do that.

Hence why....I'm currently out in the backyard with Elvis as he and the guys go around racing in golf carts, demonstrating karate to each other, joking around and laughing as usual. Meanwhile I try to join in. Buuuuuuut I can feel my voice threatening to leave, while my nose also threatens to let lose at any moment too. "Y/N!" I hear Jerry run up to me, I turn around happily. "Hey Jerry!" I smile, "You ok? You weren't fightin' for the golf carts today." Jerry jokes, I chuckle. "Yeah I'm fine. Just a little tired. That's all. Plus I didn't feel like today was the right day to you know....smoke you guys anyway. Got to let someone else take the win sometimes." I chuckle, Jerry laughs and folds his arms. "Well alright. Sure. Whatever floats your boat." He teases. Suddenly I sneeze "Achoo!" I sneeze, Jerry chuckles "Bless ya..." He's about to say something before Lamar calls him over. "Talk later Y/N!" He says and runs off. So I go back to now watching Elvis throw the football around with Billy and Ricky and a few of the others. I chuckle, Elvis is like a big kid sometimes.

"Y/N!" Elvis yells, I smile and look over. I wave. "Whatcha doin'?" He asks running over to me. "Oh nothing. Just admiring some handsome man." I chuckle and he grins that goofy grin. "Oh really? Wha's he like?" I smirk. "Well he's tall, handsome....could benefit from getting his hair done though." At that moment his hands fly up to his hair and he begins fluffing it around and fixing it. He then pokes his tongue out at me before giving me a devilish smirk. "You know who else could do with their hair gettin' done?" he asks, right at that moment I get his hint and begin to sit up slowly on the soft grass. "Elvis....no" I say firmly. He chuckles and begins to mess up my hair. His long fingers racking through it, and pulling it in every which way. Gently of course. "Elvis!" I chuckle as he's doing it and try to get away. "What darlin'? Don't like my style? I think it looks great." he chuckles pulling away, I look like my head's been dragged under a cart of hoarses! "Why you!" I yell and begin chasing after him. He runs away laughing that genuine laugh with the small hiccup in-between each chuckle. Of course he's got long legs so I'm trying to chase after him as fast as my little legs and skirt will let me run before....it happens.

I feel myself getting incredibly lightheaded, so I stop a moment trying to re-gain my composure. Elvis keeps running but when he doesn't hear me laughing or chasing him he stops and looks behind him. "Baby?!" He asks confused and jogs back over to me. I give him a half smile. "Baby you ok?" he asks worriedly and out of breath. "Yeah. Yeah I'm fine. Don't worry about me." I smile, but he's not convinced. "You sure? Your lookin' pale honey. Maybe you should sit down." He says, but right as he says this my legs give out from under me. He quickly outstretches his and catches me, and at this point the guys are around me too.

"Baby! Y/N can ya hear me? What's wrong, talk to me baby." he says worriedly lowering me to the ground. "I'm fine." I say out of breath. "Yeah ok well that's a lie." He says concerned. "Billy go call a doctor." he says. So Billy runs off to the house to call the doctor. I scoff and try to sit up a bit on the soft grass that I've been lowered on. "Elvis I'm fine. I don't need a doctor." I say. At this point though, my nose has decided to run, and my voice is leaving me. Great timing. "Honey don't get up. Lay there a minute 'til I know wha's goin' on with ya." He says. Because of all his medical/pill books he begins asking me a few basic questions. Am I in pain, when did I start feeling like this, am I nauseous, did I eat this morning all that stuff. So I answer, and eventually I feel myself gain a bit more strength to sit up. "Elvis I'm fine. It's a cold." I say. He looks at me confused. "What do ya mean a cold? Your sick?" he asks shocked and concerned. I nod. "Yeah. I've been sick about 3 days, but didn't want to tell anyone. I didn't want anyone to worry....but so much for that idea." I shrug, and he gives me almost a forced smile. He waves the guys off telling them I'll be ok and to get back to the game. He sighs and rubs his forehead. "Honey, why didn't ya tell me? I woulda never let ya...." he begins but I cut him off. "I know I know. You wouldn't have let me outside if you knew, and you would have taken care of me, and to answer your question....again I didn't want you to worry. It's one of your rare times off and I wanted you to enjoy it without worrying too much." I say. He sighs. "Honey I'm always gonna worry when it comes to you. Doesn't matter what you say or do, I'll always worry. That's what I'm meant to do. It's how I am." He says, and I feel a little guilty at his sad childlike expression. I sigh. "I'm sorry. I should have told you, but again because of your movies you never get time off anymore. I didn't want you to worry on one of your rare moments at home." I say and he sighs. He looks up at the slowly setting sun, which casts shadows through the thick trees of Graceland. "Yeah well, it don't matter what happens baby. It don't matter where I am, what I'm doin', what we're doin', we're together and that means we need ta be honest 'bout everythin' ok? If your sick I wanna know so's I can take care of ya. If the roles were reversed I'm sure you'd wanna know what's goin' on with me too. Understand?" He asks and I nod. "Yeah. Yeah your right. I'm sorry." He gives me a small smile. "S'ok baby doll. I get it. Don't worry 'bout it. But honey your health and well-bein' is my number 1 concern when we're together ok? So just don't be hidin' stuff like this from me in the future 'k?" he asks and I nod. He then runs a hand over my cheek and leans in for a small kiss before pulling away. Then I sneeze....how romantic. He chuckles though. "How's 'bout we call it a day here honey, we go inside, I'll get Nancy ta cook ya up some real nice soup, and we sit in bed watchin' movies for the rest of the day huh?" he asks with a smile. I smile back. "I like that very much." He then looks at me happily. "Good. Come on. Let's get ya back to the house." He smiles and helps me up, and then we walk back to the beautiful safe-haven known as Graceland for a lovely one on one quiet time.

[c0rpseductor]

have to explode about this somewhere or i simply will not make it

i am so fucking mad at my mom. i realize in isolation everything happening recently is totally innocuous and normal, it's just like. in context that it hurts.

i hate that she's sick with Probably Covid and asking me for a bunch of extra favors. i had to wash her a cup for water because she didn't feel good the other day, yesterday i had to do her laundry, today i had to cook for her. if this were like, between anybody else it would be fine. it's just like. agh

i feel so angry that she wants me to take care of her and i've ALWAYS taken care of her and i always feel like she just does not give a fuck about my most basic needs beyond "well, lestat's not dead!". it makes me feel ungrateful because i know she does nice stuff for me sometimes too, it's just like, it hurts when i always hide when i'm upset and barely ask her for anything even when i'm in such bad physical pain that i can't function. like most of the time if i'm too unwell to make something to eat i just go without food. i don't like asking her for things and i always feel like there's a limit to how often i can ask for her help, and that i have to be careful to mostly be a kind of pleasant background decoration that never imposes on her.

i always had to be her mom, ever since i was a kid. even when i was little she wasn't consistent and would berate me or get angry with me for just, like, being a kid and wanting or needing stuff. meanwhile i've always been like her little stuffed animal to talk to when she's sad. she always acted like she loves me so much and we're so close but mostly like i'm a possession of hers. i just like. i dont know. im so hung up on when she was drinking and high on coke and she said to me like, "oh id much rather just have a roommates relationship with you instead of being like mother and son." explains much about like, my Entire fucking childhood!

and then she takes credit for how i've turned out as if she raised me, like, i feel like not only did i raise myself but i'm raising her half the time trying to explain basic things about emotional regulation and hereditary mental issues and shit, being the first person she comes to for everything, always having to calm her down or support her when she's venting when i KNOW i can't rely on her in the same way or tell her any of the really challenging issues i have, like just. it's not fair. it's so tiring. materially i am very grateful that she is willing to let me stay with her and that she understands i'm disabled and can't work right now and tries to still help me live a comfortable life (and, cynically, i feel that she's kind of okay with me being in this kind of bad position as long as i don't leave), i know i'm lucky to have food and shelter and things like that.

i just like. man i don't know. i feel like i've been holding this back for days because i just fucking feel like it's so unfair that whenever mom feels bad i'm Favors Boy and i can be expected to do anything for her that she wants, but when i feel bad it's like, locking myself in the bathroom trying to cry quietly enough that she won't notice to clean off blood after cutting, or holing up in my room with a migraine and having to drag myself out of bed to use my Very Little Energy to make myself coffee or get water and then not being able to eat because im too tired to make myself anything substantial and god forbid i ask her, and then after i have my bad episode she's like Hey so i know you have a bad leg and stairs make it worse but i dont like taking out the trash so can that still be your job. it's not like the front steps are even THAT bad it's just like, ok, im so glad you thought about my limp. of course she wouldnt though it's literally her fault my leg is so fucked up and when i went to the hospital for it way back when and it didn't turn out to be a broken bone she was all like haha i told you so! and then laughed at me when i tripped and fell on my crutches coming home. she just does not give a fuck. but ohhhh lestat would you mind feeding me like a baby bird.....your poor old mother is so sick and feeble.....

[nerves-nebula]

"I might not be in a better place but ill be gone and that's good enough"

Oh.

Like ok My buddy my friend dearest homie whom I've followed for a long time now, I need to let you know that u single handedly just ripped off several curtains off and forced my own wounds and rot to acknowledge itself. You're someone I've admired and looked up 4 a while now. You were never scared to say what was on your mind even if it was silly or uncomfortable. Maybe if I wasn't such a massive coward hiding behind the anon button id do something more than a thanks like this.

I just wanted to let you know that u matter, if not to the universe or whatever perceives us then at least to me (and I mean that in like a Benevolent Eldritch way like the Minecraft end poem or that one warm squishy YouTube comment under the eldertubbies vid with mother void)

Maybe if things weren't as they are right now, with us as forever strangers and distance keeping everything in between you could join us. Me and my merry band of lost things(<-my friends&sibs[they're silly]) Hop in our van and just fucking LEAVE. Just Ditch everything and hide in the woods and make a little village out of it. Itd probably be cold, and dirty and tiring but yk

There's not really a point I'm trying to make here. There's not much I can give to make anything feel better.

But I care. I do.

And I'm so sorry for everything that's been done, for the things that will happen and for not being able to be more human thru these screens.

I'd wrap u up in a blanket and give you soup if I could but all we have in common are sky and stars. So think of soup everytime u see them :))

I might have read that post of urs wrong itslike fucking 3:30am here and im sleep deprived af. If I did my bad just disregard this completely. If not then I hope both sides of ur pillow are cold when you sleep and u get 2 remember again why the sun is loved and why it loves back today :)

Ps I fucking love ur work very scrumptious and heart dropping it's amazing. U go homie ur on fire!!

Your time zone isn’t too far off mine, was like 4 AM when I posted that. I haven’t seen many stars in years. I know the sky is full of them but I don’t recall ever being far enough away from light that I could see it.

Idk what some of the stuff you said here means (specifically the squishy YouTube comment) but that’s aight its the VIBE and EMOTION that counts (of which you have plenty)

I’m so tired man

[lulue-xie]

Start to write this but im into stress time rn and dont know if i will make something of it

Of course the aim of it, it to turn it into my ship later

Anyways

Jounouchi was driving that night, going back from a late meeting when he saw something lying down on the road, looking a lot like a human form.

"Is that a human ?" He frowned, suspicious.

Alerted he stopped his motorbike to go to see the person and what a surprise.

"Wait !? Isn't that … Kaiba ?" Pulling the man on his back to look at him better, the man was on the missing list for like 5 years now ! Everyone thought he was dead at this point but here we go, between all the humans in this city, it's him that found him out of nowhere ! Unconscious on the road, what a joke !

Kaiba was wearing his blue and black space suit with a headpiece and his duel disk but both looked worn out, like they were in a centrifuge.

Jounouchi called an ambulance after he made sure Kaiba was breathing and not dead already and then he called Mokuba, the young man was the new CEO of Kaiba Corps and they have been in touch since Jounouchi started to be a pro duelist.

"Hey Mokuba ? Hm i'm sorry i know it's late to call but … " he hesitated an instant looking at the brunette on the floor "seen like I found your brother" he rubbed his neck.

"What are you saying Jounouchi ? Aren't you drunk ?" He says with a tired voice, he can't believe the older man.

"No, no listen ! It's Kaiba ! I swear !" he can ear the ambulance coming "the ambulance is coming, i will call you back"

*** 

He opened his eyes and shut them just as fast, the white around him was too much.

He didn't know where he was, didn't recall a single thing to be true, did he quit the afterlife ? It was so hard to reach it but it was so much difficult to stay here where living doesn't have rights, he thought that dueling Atem could be just a question of hours.

The sound around finally reached his ears, the slow sound of his battling heart on the monitor and the far away voices of people walking on the corridor, he was sure now, he was back to the present life.

He tried to open his eyes a second time, feeling less dazzled but it takes some seconds to get used to it, he was staring at the white ceiling and the smell of medicine came to his nose, he was at the hospital.

He sight before turning his head to see someone asleep in the chair at the right of his bed, Mokuba, he didn't remember his little brother has grown so much before he was gone, his hair was shorter too and he looked tired, as tired as him when he was at the head of Kaiba Corps, he let everything in his brother hands but seeing his brother here make him regret it in a way.

The door opened and he was ready to see anybody except Jounouchi, the blond had his hands full with some coffees cups and he put it on the tiny table before he noticed Kaiba staring at him.

" Oh look who is awake" he smiled at him and he was feeling strange, maybe that's what being back in life again feels like.

"What are you doing here ? What happened ?" He feels like talking takes all his energy, he has to take a break to breathe, his voice feels raspy.

"That ok Kaiba, I found you unconscious on the road and Mokuba wanted me to stay" while saying that he woke up the teen boy who almost jumped out of his seat when he saw him awake.

"Oh brother you are up! Who are you feeling !?"

"Feeling like a bus rolled over me but that's ok i guess" putting his hand on the bridge of his nose to pinch it, feeling a headache coming and he looked at his brother, confused "How many times I am gone ? You look …"

"Older ?" Say mokuba with an awkward smile, nervous.

"Yes, older …"

" Seto it's been 5 years, seriously I really start to think you will never go back" he admitted with a little voice, hope to see him again was a tight line in his head before today.

Kaiba's stomach twisted at this reveal, he can't even imagine because it didn't feel like 5 years for him, it felt more like two weeks or so, guess the time span was different between the two worlds.

He had to go back to look at the ceiling for some second to swallow the pill, 5 years was a lot of time.

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

hey Пчёлка! (sorry for the unoriginality but it's literally 3am 😅)

IT SNOWED TODAY!!!! not a lot but i'm still excited :D

I gotta answer the favourite ice cream flavour question from the ask game first because I've found out something very interesting.

Ok so i'm about to say something very weird and apparently very Canadian, but my favourite ice cream flavour is tiger tail(tiger tiger, tiger, tiger stripe. I've seen many variations) ANYway this is gonna sound like a weird combo if you haven't tried it but it's basically orange ice cream with black licorice ice cream swirled throughout it (weird ik) but while I was looking up the actual proper name of the ice cream I found out it's a Canadian only thing, not only that but it's a regional flavour so only certain parts of Canada has it???

anyway I fell down a loop hole and now need to know what you call the metal shopping carts at the store, knitted caps that you wear during winter, and also what do you call you 1 dollar coins? (buggy, tuque, and loonie for me)

November kinda sucked but it's the last week (were'd all the time go?) I started a new job this week which is really exciting

DUDE I WAS JUST ABOUT TO START PRIORY OT THE ORANGE TREE! it's been sitting on my bookshelf for way too long

I finally seen legally blonde and it was sooooo good, I watched in with a group so i'll probably need to re-watch it later, oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

IT isn't actually that scary unless you don't like clowns, in which case it might not be your piece of cake

man weather is so weird. one time at the end of august I remember it started to snow while we were driving home not for very long but still strange. I had you use the converter thingy to understand 70°F but 21°C IS UNREASONABLE FOR FALL! THAT SOUNDS TERRIBLE. Right now its -1°C with the low for tomorrow(today now) at -13°C which i'm kinda dreading.

it's not really important but I did want to say when I started talking to you I was using she/they(i think i was?) but now i'm using they/them so that's cool I guess 👍

regale me with your random LOTR facts I only knew 2 of the last facts so if you have more i'd love to hear them!

I also liked to mix up spices when cooking as a kid. Most of the time it didn't work well but one time I found out that if you're making a sweet carrot cake (or cakes like that) and you're making cream cheese frosting, adding a bit of garam masala to the frosting adds a bit of a kick and cuts the sweetness in a non overpowering way!

i'm so glad I can further continue my 'everyone I talk to must listen to alvvays' agenda. I don't think I have a favourite song on the album but I do love Pressed and Belinda Says. Also turns out that Blue Rev is a Canadian only drink made Ontario.

y'know what's homophobic to me specifically? Both my favourite bands have only 1 show here and it's in Toronto (very far from me) IN THE MIDDLE OF WINTER. Toronto winters aren't particularly nice.

Music thoughts from the last couple of days are really old french songs (the classics from like Lucienne Boyer and Edith Piaf, that kind of music) they all kinda remind me of the comforting orange of street lamps in the dark and drawing before going to bed

signed someone who's literally so close to falling asleep

-el

IM SO SORRY MY INBOX INTIMIDATES ME AND SOMETIMES I JUST IGNORE IT

Hello my darlin’ El!! My favorite Canadian! My favorite anon!

Nothing to apologize for, my dear. That nickname is probably my favorite ever, I’ll never get tired of it

SNOW, that’s so cool!!! We actually got a little bit here in the last couple weeks too! Barely any, but something!! Just a ✨dusting✨

Okay so that sounds so strange and I HAVE to try it. If I ever visit Canada, I am searching this out 👀 Idk if it’s regional, but we have a snow cone flavor called tiger’s blood! It’s kind of like a fruit punch sort of flavor. I was more of a cotton candy kid. Or the weirdo who got banana flavor

Regional dialects are so fucking cool!!! For us, it’s shopping cart, beanie, and penny!idk what it is but tuque is just such a fun word. Very pleasing to say, feels nice, idk. Maybe I’m just a weirdo LMAO. I’m trying to think of some of the weirder regional words, but my brain is so empty right now.

Oh congrats on the new job!!! How is it going?? I’m sorry your November was rough, I hope December treated you more kindly! It’s been a rollercoaster for me, but I have a feeling 2023 will be a good year for me. I’m being stubbornly optimistic 🫡

Speaking of!!! Happy new year! Do you have any resolutions??

Did you start Priory? If you have, what do you think?? It’s high on my list, but I recently got One Last Stop and Gideon the Ninth, so I bumped it down. I’ve GOT to read OLS so I can read the Ronance au, and Gideon the Ninth is just,,, lesbian necromancers in space and I’ve been obsessed with it despite not reading it ever

Oklahoma weather my beloathed! She’s a wicked she-devil!! We’ve gone from a pleasant 21°C to -29°C wind chills in the span of a week!! I love it soooooooo much!!! (Kill me please.) I hope your weather has been tamer and you’re staying warm up north!!

Oh that’s so cool dude!! Good to know!! I’ll make sure I remember <33 They/them pronouns kinda hit different man. I’ve swapped mine officially from she/they to they/she. Not a huge difference but something in my chest feels so much lighter with they 🥰 Gender fuckery is fun

More silly LOTR facts, eh? Well, J*ke G*llenhall auditioned for the role of Frodo Baggins! Supposedly it was one of the worst auditions! Christopher Lee, Saruman, is the only actor to have met JRR Tolkien himself! Believe it or not, Nicolas Cage was the original pick to play Aragorn! I still think Viggo Mortensen is one of the best casting choices of all time tho, sorry Nick

Oh I’ve never heard of that! I’m writing it down for future baking purposes 🫡 I have recently discovered that garlic powder and onion powder are my best friends and I will put that shit on everything

Incredible choices! I need to give the album another listen. Maybe I can Ronanceify a song in your honor <33

That’s terrible!!! I am so very sorry <33 I get the feeling man, even a lot of US tours just,,, skip over Oklahoma. I’m sooooooooo bitter about Noah Kahan not stopping by somewhere I can see him. The closest show is a state away, 4 hour drive with current gas and hotel prices? YIKES. But! I got Paramore tickets and I WILL lose my entire shit that day

Definitely will check those out! Personal music thoughts for me,, still obsessing over the entire Stick Season album, but The View Between Villages especially. Been really into the hot gay girl shit/lesbian villain arc kind of genre. Devil Is A Woman by Cloudy June? Incredible

With warmth and sincere apologies for the weight,

- Max/Lo

[lifetimeshipper]

The GrimBee Story

Chapter 11

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"Hey, Grimlock. How was patrol?" Bumblebee greeted the Dinobot.

"Hey, went well."

"You didn't have any problems? Didn't run into any Decepticons?"

"Uh, no I didn't run into any Decepticons and you know I always tell the truth."

"Okay? Why don't you go get some Energon? I'm going on a patrol with Optimus and Ultra Magnus, I'll see you later."

"OK, 'Bee," Grimlock said giving him the most convincing smile he could.

Bumblebee headed off to Magnus and Optimus. That was a little odd.

Grimlock headed over to get some Energon. That was a close one. But why did I lie? Grimlock thought as he drank his Energon.

Later that night, Grimlock stayed up thinking about Diamondback's offer. Should I take it or not? Throwing off his blanket, Grimlock let out a growl of frustration. Why was this so hard? It had been a long time since he had gotten to smash something. But how will Bumblebee take it if I go with them? I don't want to leave him and I really enjoy our time together. He lays there thinking things over until he falls into recharge.

The next morning, Grimlock woke up with a possessor ache, "This is what I get for thinking too much," he says as he gets up and heads out to get some Energon.

"Eyo, Grimlock, did you have a hard time sleeping last night?" Thunderhoof asked as he picked up a cube.

"No, why?"

"You look really tired like you haven't gotten much sleep."

"Oh..."

"You okay?"

"Yeah, was just thinking about a few things."

"Want to talk about it?"

"Not really."

"If you change your mind just let me know," Thunderhoof said as he headed back to meet with Metalsound.

"I will. Oh man, what am I going to do?" Grimlock asked himself quietly.

"Do about what?" A familiar voice came out in question. Grimlock let out a small scream as he turned to the voice. Bumblebee was standing right behind him, "What are you gonna do about what, Grim?"

"I think I just had a sparkattack," Grimlock gasped.

"What, from me speaking up?"

"I didn't hear you coming up."

"Sorry, Grim."

"Did you need something?"

"Was just wondering what was going on."

"I'm fine, just had a little trouble sleeping last night."

"How come?"

"I had a bad dream. By the time I woke up, I forgot what the dream was but I was too scared to go back to sleep."

"Oh. Is something bothering you?"

"I met one of Ripjaw's comrades yesterday and he said that Ripjaw wanted me to join his group. He asked me if I liked smashing stuff and I said yes so he told me that if I joined Ripjaw then I could smash stuff whenever I wanted. I'm really sorry I lied to you yesterday, and no I'm not going to join Ripjaw. I love you and the others too much." Grimlock closed his optics as he vented out a sigh of relief.��I feel better.

Bumblebee just looked at him with wide optics, "I see..."

"I don't know why I lied but I'm really sorry," Grimlock spoke softly as he looked at Bumblebee with sad optics.

"It's okay, Grim. But you're gonna have to be honest with me from now on, especially since we're starting up a relationship."

"I understand. I also told him that I would meet him today to give my answer."

"Are you gonna reject?"

"Yeah. As I said, I love you and everyone here too much to just leave."

Bumblebee smiled at him, "Good."

"We could use this opportunity to catch him."

"Yes, good thinking, Grim."

"We may need some back up though. This guy looked tough."

"Which one was it?"

"The one that looks like a Stegosaurus."

"Yeah, we'll definitely need backup."

"Who should we bring?"

"How about Thunderhoof and Steeljaw?"

"That could work."

"Yep, those two are the only ones I can think of that would be able to take down the Dinobot."

"I'll lead the way." Grimlock headed off to the entrance. Wait, does this make me the leader of this mission?

"I'll go get the others."

Grimlock stayed by the entrance while he waited for the others. He kept trying to think of a plan to capture Diamondback. Bumblebee returns with the other two, "We're all ready."

"Okay, follow me." Grimlock transformed and led the way, "I was thinking since he's going to think I'm alone maybe you guys could hide, and when the moment's right that's when we get him."

The others transformed and followed, "Exactly what I was thinking," Bumblebee tells him.

Grimlock smiled, glad that Bumblebee liked the plan. They made it to the meeting spot and Bumblebee, Thunderhoof, and Steeljaw hid under a cluster of trees waiting for the right moment to strike. Grimlock looked around for the Stegosaurus.

Diamondback looked up when he saw the other Dinobot, "I was starting to think you weren't going to show up," he joked.

"Uh, of course, I showed up."

"Heh, those Autobots made you tense, relax. So, you coming?"

"No, I'm not, I'll stick with the Autobots."

"Ripjaw's not going to be happy and I'd rather not get on his bad side." Diamondback sighed as he rubbed the back of his helm, "Guess we'll have to do this the hard way." Transforming, Diamondback let out a roar as he swung his tail at Gimlock's legs. Grimlock blocked his attack and the others came out to help him, "You slagger, you set me up," the Stegosaurus growled as he fired his tail spikes toward them.

"Yes, I did," Grimlock said before he went in for a punch. Diamondback swung his tail again, blocking Gimlock's punch. Grimlock grabbed his tail and slung him into a tree. With a yell, the opposing Dinobot snapped the tree in half and fell to the ground.

As he tried to get up, Steeljaw came running over and jumped on the Dinobot throwing a punch at his side. Diamondback let out a snarl in pain as he swung his tail wildly. The mechs dodged the Dinobot's tail as they all attacked him to knock him out. With a pained yell, Diamondback fell to the ground, unable to fight back anymore. The Dinobot transformed and Bumblebee moved in to cuff him.

"You're going to regret this," Diamondback hissed to Grimlock.

"Not likely."

They all head back to the scrapyard with their captive, "Nice work, Grimlock," Thunderhoof complemented while patting the Dinobot on the back.

"Thanks, Thunderhoof."

"You're welcome, big guy."

"That was really good thinking, I'm proud of you," Bumblebee tells him.

"Aww, it was nothing," Grimlock replied with a blush. Bumblebee just smiled at him.

"We'll get our Decepticon into a stasis pod," Steeljaw said as he and Thunderhoof went on ahead.

"OK," Bumblebee responded.

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Ripjaw paced back and forth in his Dino form, growling with impatience as he waited for Diamondback to return with Grimlock.

"Still no sign of him?" Patchy asked as he and Amberblade walked up to him.

"No, and he should have been back by now," Ripjaw snarled.

"Think the Dinobot may have set him up to be captured?" Amberblade asked.

The Spinosaurus stopped pacing and looked to Amberblade, "Diamondback isn't that stupid to let himself get captured. Still, it wouldn't hurt to check. Patchy, go to where they were supposed to meet."

"Yes, sir," Patchy said before heading out.

"What do you want me to do, sir?" Amberblade asked.

"Do we have enough Energon to sustain all of us?"

"For a little while. Want me to go ahead and get some more?"

"You can do that later," he rumbled as he licked her neck.

"Yes, sir," she whispered as a smile formed on her face.

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The Wolf-Con and the Cadet

Chapter 1

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"MOUTH SICK" FREE VERSION I'm pretty sure I got all of it changed out. But if I missed anything, please let me know.

ORIGINAL VERSION

@k-shire Here you go ;)

Potential TW ::: Difficulty conceiving.

A/N ::: I am so tired tonight that this was not super proofed. This was an ask that came via my messages. They wanted a story with the spicy and the sweet parts of Kats & F.reader tryin' for a baby. I hope it has all the elements you wanted and that you like it!

C/W ::: Aged up Kats x f.reader, facial fluids being discharged (snot, tears). Oral M->F Quite a bit of P->V. Lovey dovey stuff, sweet moments between 2 people who just want a freakin' baby. Ok? 😭

WC ::: 4,923 +/- (Jesus christ, I'm so sorry. This totally got away from me and I don't even know how.)

"Hey babe, it's me." Katsuki said in his typical growly voice. "I guess you're still at work or somethin'. Anyway, I'll be home tomorrow night. Also, I'been holdin' back. So, be ready for me. I love you, call me if ya want."

Katsuki was out of town on a job. He's been gone for almost a week now, the longest you two have been apart since you got married, almost 2 years ago. You missed him, sure. But when he came home, stomping through the entryway, yelling for you, it was the best feeling to be wrapped up in his arms and smooshed into his chest.

The two of you have been leaving yourselves open to having a baby for about 4 months now. It hasn't been constant trying, but the longer it goes that you're not getting pregnant, the more you feel like you're needing to take this more seriously. You started reading up on the most productive positions to get the result you're looking for, studying what you can do before and after you do the deed. How to check your basal temperature. When doctor intervention becomes more than a discussion and an absolute necessity.

The phone beeps, alerting you to your missed call and voicemail. "What ... oh, damn it." You listen to the message Katsuki left you and couldn't help the soft pink blush that spread over your face and chest. No man had ever made you feel the way he has. You had been pretty reserved until he helped you tap into your inner slutty girl. It sounds bad, but you've not looked back once since he brought you out of your little sexual shell. And why should you? Every time you're with him you swear it's the best sex you've ever had. Point being, you got really lucky to have him love you and be able to love him.

Pushing #1 on speed dial, you hear the other line ringing and start praying to whatever gods would listen to you that he'd answer his phone.

"Hey brat. Y'ignorin' me now or some shit like that? The fuck ya think ya are?" You could hear him choke out a laugh. The background noise was almost louder than he was.

"You know it, you caught me. Trying to ignore you. What're you gonna do about it?" You giggled when you heard his breath hitch in his throat. Your voice got low and breathy, "You gonna punish me, hm? Good luck catching me, Kats."

The phone crackled a few times before you heard him, "Hey! Y'there? Babe!? Goddamn it, this shit ass fuc---" and then you heard nothing.

"K-Kats? Hello? Are you ... are you there? Oh." You tossed the phone on the couch and pouted. "Things were just about to get good, too." You whined to the cat. But you knew they didn't care. They were Kats' anyway. They merely tolerated you until they were hungry and then they were your biggest fan.

A chime rang out into the quiet room and you pounced on it. A text from Katsuki, "Sorry, shit reception here. I'll try to call you from the hotel later. XXX"

It was about 6pm. Too early for bed, too late to go anywhere. So you curled up on the couch and watched your wedding video. You laughed and cried about how stupid you felt for missing him so much. He's only been gone a week and he'll be home tomorrow. Less than 24 hours and you would be together again.

You woke up to the sun forcing its way through the edges of the window coverings. "He's coming home today! He ... is finally coming home today!" A contented sigh heaved its way from your chest as you stood and stretched the uncomfortable position you slept in from your body. And then immediately a wave of dizziness washed over you. "The f-," you covered your eyes and stumbled as best you could with limited vision to the bathroom. Turning on the faucet, you splashed cool water on your face . "Mmm ..." Your eyes roamed to the bathroom cupboard. The dizziness faded and soon your body followed your eyes' lead and you bent down to open the door and pull out a pregnancy test.

You peed on the plastic receptacle and set the timer you'd bought specially for the bathroom, only to hurry up and wait for the next 3 minutes.

"Oh." You tried so hard not to let yourself get wrapped up in the hope that all of your fun and hard work had finally paid off. But it still hurt. It always hurt. It was a relief though, that Katsuki wasn't here to have to go through this again. He always somehow got more excited than you at the prospect of you becoming parents. 'There's plenty uh’time, ma,' he always says to you whenever the result is another negative.

It would be several hours before he'd be home, so you put yourself together and set out to grocery shop. You decided to stop by your favorite little boutique and look around at the lingerie. Maybe that would help cheer you up and raise moral to romp around with your husband. You laughed at the stupid thought. It was always fun to be with Katsuki.

You managed to knock all of your tasks out in a couple of hours and drove home to get stuff put away. You still wanted to shower, put on the new lingerie you bought and figure out what to do for dinner. Take-out was calling your name tonight.

In the shower, you started to think about how much you loved Katsuki. And a familiar, warm, tingly feeling started to bloom in the pit of your stomach. Unconsciously, you began rubbing your thighs together trying to alleviate the pressure - however pleasant it might be - building there. It was a dangerous game you were playing here. If you rubbed them too much, you know you'd get beyond frustrated and have to take care of this on your own. And there was nothing you wanted more than for him to be the one to alleviate this pent up tension in your body. Seeing as he was the one causing it, it only seemed fair.

Hurrying to finish washing up, you managed to get out of there with only a little bit of lingering agitation. Perhaps agitation was too strong a word. But you missed him so much there was no other word you could think of to replace it.

All wrapped up in a towel, you went to your room and looked over the clothes you had laid out for tonight. The dress you chose was newer, you picked it up a month or so ago, but haven't had the chance to wear it. It’s so new that he hasn't even seen it on you. The lingerie was a strappy black 1 piece and it looked so confusing to you. But you wanted to look nice for him. You knew he would love it for the whole 30 seconds it was on you before he tore it off. Yet you couldn't help but feel a little bit nervous about his homecoming.

It all felt so new to you for some strange reason.

His Jeep pulled into the driveway and your heart all but stopped beating. Your face got hot and you felt like you were going to faint again. "Jesus, calm yourself, y/n. You're married for Christ's sake. Have been for over 2 years. He is your husband. He already loves you." But you didn't believe a word you said to yourself.

You ran to the bedroom to take one last quick glance at your appearance. Smoothing down the dress at your stomach, you noticed it didn't sit quite like it did when you first bought it. You just chalked it up to a little bit of stress eating with Katsuki being gone, and you trying to stay cool about (not) getting pregnant. It just caught up to you. No matter. He's home.

The front door opened and you heard his heavy footsteps. Music to your ears. "Babe? 'M home. Get yer ass ov-", You peeked your head out of the bedroom and gave him a sassy smile. "There you are, fuck, missed you so much. Don't move." He tossed his keys onto the kitchen table and walked toward you like he was hunting you. Like if he moved to quickly you'd get startled and run away from him. Little did he know that it would take a lot more than him running at you to make you even flinch.

"I missed you too, Kats. So much." You whispered as he got closer. He reached out for you and pulled you flush against him, his mouth immediately finding yours. His lips were so soft and warm and he smelled so good. You couldn't resist the urge to kiss him deeper, and you let your tongue brush his bottom lip. He growled and held you tighter.

"Fuck, y’taste so good. Yer gonna kill me. I can't wait for you any longer. All of you. Every part of you." He kissed your cheek and then your ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth and tugging on it with his teeth. You moaned and ground your hips into his. The sensation of his hardness rubbing against you made you ache with need.

"Oh God. Please. I need you so much." Every brush of his fingers against your body left a trail of raised, peach fuzz hairs in their wake. You were panting now, trying to catch your breath from his lips on your skin. He pulled back and looked at you, his eyes shining with love and lust. "I love you so much, babe."

"I love you too, Katsuki." Your voice was breathy and quiet, almost like you were afraid to say it.

He leaned in and kissed you again, this time with more heat and intensity. His hands found their way to your ass and he squeezed, eliciting a whimper from your lips. "Let's go to bed." He grabbed your hand and led you to the bedroom.

You walked in and he pushed you onto the bed. You squealed and giggled as you bounced. He stood over you and started to unbutton his shirt. His abs and pecs were on display for you. You couldn't help but lick your lips at the sight of his muscles moving as he shrugged his shirt off his shoulders. He moved to unbuckle his belt and you got a little nervous. He was so hot and you felt like you couldn't keep up with him. But he always managed to make you feel like the most beautiful woman on earth.

As he took his pants off, you got up and stood in front of him so he could unzip the dress. "You make this dress look so fuckin' beautiful, babe. Goddamn. So sexy. But y'know, 's much as I love this, 'm dying to see what's underne- Hoh fuck. Th- you- fuck that's hot. This new?" He asked as he covered his mouth with his right hand and shook his head slowly.

"You like it?" You blushed hard.

"Do I fuckin' like it. C'mere. Fuckin' c'mere and I'll show you just how much I like it." He pulled you close and kissed your lips, your neck, your chest. You could feel him hard and throbbing against your lower stomach. It was driving you wild.

He turned you around and began to kiss your shoulders. He moved the straps of the lingerie down and bit your skin gently. "Ah! Katsuki, please. Please touch me. I need you."

"Patience. G’na take my time with you. Got about 6 days to make up for, darlin'. Lemme have this. Lemme have you."

He turned you back around and kissed you deeply. He held you close and you could feel the heat radiating from his body. "I am so glad you're home, Kats." You whispered while you pulled him to the bed.

You laid there and let him take over, let him do what he wanted. And what he wanted was to drive you crazy. He kissed every inch of your body, making sure to pay extra attention to your most sensitive parts.

"You work out this week or somethin'?" He asked between kissing your hot skin. He moved down to your belly. "Fuck, you're just so ..." he growled against your skin as he breathed you in. "Your tits look fantastic. You're so ... gah ... I dunno. You're just so soft." He ran his hands over your curves and squeezed your hips.

You pulled his hair and guided him to your core. "Katsuki, need ... need your mouth." He obliged and licked a stripe up your slit, his tongue pressing firmly against your clit and you jumped back. "Hohmygod, Kats! Fuck!!"

"S'sensitive for me," he dove back in and started to suck on your clit, swirling his tongue around it and then flattening it and moving it side to side, "Fumkin' lub et." You felt like you were going to burst. The feeling was overwhelming and you felt yourself get close to the edge faster than you could ever remember.

"Katsu- kugh, ohmygod, I'm gonna ... I'm gonna ..." You grabbed his head and pushed him further into you. He moaned and his hands dug into your thighs as he kept working your swollen cunt.

"Cum for me, baby. Show me how fuckin’ hard y’can cum for me. Lemme see that pretty pussy cum for me." He moved back down and started sucking and licking your clit again, his fingers sliding inside you and hitting that spot you love so much.

Your whole body tensed up and you felt yourself explode all over his fingers and tongue. "Katsuki!!!" You screamed and bucked your hips against his face, chasing your orgasm. You could feel him smiling against your skin as you rode out your pleasure against his face and hands. You didn't know what you were rubbing yourself against but there was no part of you that could stop it from happening.

"G'girl. Fuck, you taste s'good, babe. Kinda diff’rent. More tart. Lemony." He kissed your thigh and then crawled up to kiss you. "Gonna fuck a baby into you now." He smiled down at you, much more sweetly than his intentions actually were and held your legs open so he could slide himself inside you.

"Mmmm, yes ... please, want you … in me." You whined as he started to push himself in. He was big, you were used to it. But tonight you needed a minute or two to adjust to his size. It felt like you were clenching down on him, almost purposely. Making it more difficult for him to push himself entirely inside of you. 

"Jesus fuck, you sure you weren't doing some pussy push-ups r'somethin'? You're so tight, babe. Feels so fuckin' good. But … Jesus."

You couldn't control your laughter at him calling kegel exercises 'pussy push-ups'. It was so stupid, but it made you feel warm and loved that he cared enough to notice things like that. "I've been practicing, yeah." You smirked and he leaned in and kissed you again.

"Good. So fuckin' good. Now, g'na fuck you 'til you can't stand it. I'm gonna cum in that hot pussy and make you the sexiest ma on the face of the planet." He growled against your lips as he started to move inside you.

You lost track of time and your body just reacted to him. He was rough and tender. Everything you needed and more. The two of you singing this song of moans in unison sounded better than any of your favorite songs ever had. His grunts and growls filled the room, as he fucked you harder and harder, so too, did your moaning and muttering of how good he felt get louder.

"Kats ... gonna cum again. Pleasepleaseplease ... you gotta cum first! It w- oh god - it works better if you cum first ... I think! Hurry up!" You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him deeper into you. You could feel your walls tightening and pulsating around his cock and it was the most exquisite feeling.

"Bah, fuck, I'm close babe. Gonna fill you up so good. Fuck, gonna fill you up with my cum." He grabbed your legs and pushed them back so your knees were against your chest and your ankles were at his ears. He held onto the back of your legs and pounded into you with all the strength he had left in him.

"Yesyesyes! Katsuki! Cum in me!" You were on the edge of your orgasm and you couldn't hold it at bay any longer. You felt the hot wetness of his seed filling you up and you let yourself go, your pussy clenched around his cock.

He stayed inside you for a minute or two, panting and kissing your forehead. Droplets of sweat fell from his face to yours. It was disgustingly intimate. You had never felt closer to him. Physically or emotionally.

"I love you." He whispered, his breath warm against your skin.

"I love you." You whispered back.

And with that, he rolled off of you and snuggled up against your back, his hand resting on your stomach. The two of you fell asleep a short time later. Still happily tangled up in one another.

The next morning you awoke to Katsuki gently rolling his cock against your ass. You turned your head as best you could to see him, but when you managed to, you saw that he was still fast asleep. It didn't diminish the arousal that began to creep its way through your body, though.

You rolled over and kissed his face, whispering sweet nothings to him as you tried to wake him. "Kaaats, you wanna go again?" Running your hand down his chest and stomach, stopping about halfway down his happy trail, he opened his eyes slowly and gave you a half smile that looked so sexy on him.

"Mornin' babe. Wha' was I doin'?" He asked, looking down at his erection. "Ah. Was havin' a really ... really good dream 'bout you. Wan' me to show ya what we were doin'?" He flopped onto his back and pulled you on top of him so you were straddling his waist. "Y'so fuckin' wet already. Damn woman. You could put out a fire with that pussy. Hm-hm. Let's start one first though, yeah?" His hands dug into the plush of your hips and pushed/pulled you over him.

Your cunt wrapped so perfectly around him made him let out the most guttural of moans that caused you to clench around nothing. But he felt it and moaned again. It was becoming a vicious little cycle: He'd moan, your body would react, so on and so forth.

He pulled you up, grabbing underneath your ass and lifted you so you were hovering just over his cock. You rolled your head forward to look at him as you slid down, putting just the head inside of you.

"Don't be a fuckin' tease." He growled at you and tried to pull you down, his cock twitching at the denial of the possibility of complete envelopment. "Fucking hell, you're so bratty. Gonna make you pay for this," he laughed.

"Sorry, can't hear you over how good just the head of your cock feels while I'm bouncin' on it." You smirked at him as you wiggled your hips side to side.

He reached up and grabbed your neck, pulling you down to him as he thrust up into you. "I said, don't be a fucking tease," he hissed out through a clenched jaw.

You felt your eyes roll back and your body tense up as he filled you completely. It was almost too much to handle. "Katsu ... ki ... ah, fu-ughh, fuck! Don't stop!" You couldn't hold on anymore. You ground your hips against him as you came, your pussy fluttering and gripping his cock so tightly he couldn't help but follow you over the edge.

All of a sudden, you stopped riding out the last waves of your orgasm. Sitting on top of him still, you put your hand over your forehead and you looked down at him with a vacant look in your eyes. "Umm ..." you shook your head when he asked if you were ok. "Hm-mm." He helped you off of him and all but dragged your post-o, jellied, naked body to the bathroom and sat you on the edge of the bathtub.

"Y'fuckin' sick'er somethin', babe? Got the flu? What the hell's goin' on?" His brows furrowed and he scowled at you. You knew it was out of concern, not frustration.

You shook your head, trying to compose yourself after something so poorly timed. Hating yourself for doing this right now. Right after such an intimate moment. While he was standing there, staring at you, riding out your dizziness. Naked. "Don't know … fuck, So dizzy though.” 

He squatted down next to you and held your hair up off the back of your neck with his right hand and fanned your back with his left. "'M not fuckin' leavin' you. Not for fuckin' nothin'. Y'fuckin' hear me? Better or worse. Sickness and health and all that other shit. Just shut up and feel better. 'L be right here for ya."

The amount of tears and snot that left your face was disgusting. You'd never had such floodgates open like this before. Crying like that and the snot running from your nose. You were an actual mess. But he stood by you through all of it.

"Hey, babe ... d'ya ... ah shit. D'ya think yer pregnant?" Katsuki asked as you stood from the floor, moving slowly toward the sink to wash your face off. The sparkle in his eyes was undeniable. And it killed you that you had to tell him you weren't.

You leaned over the sink, your face in your hands, and started crying. "I ... oh, Kats. I'm ... I'm not. I took a test a couple of days ago. I didn't w-", his hands on your back silenced you. They were, to date, the most important hands in the world to you. They were strong. They were soft and warm and they are all encompassing. If there were any kind of god, you would live out the rest of your days under his hands.

"Why didn't you tell me? I don't want you carryin’ this all by yourself, y/n. What we don't succeed in doing together, we share the hardships and overcome that ... together. I'm so sorry, babe. I'm sorry I was gone for so long. I shouldn'ta left ya for so long." He spoke to you so quietly. Like his words would be the thing that finally throws you over the edge. The thing that finally breaks you.

"Maybe I ate something." You ran your forearm across your dry lips and hobbled back to the bed to bury yourself in the blankets. "I'm sorry, Kats. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I won't do that again, promise." He walked over to you and sat down on the edge and brushed the hair from your face.

"G'na get you some 7-up 'n a cold washcloth. Be right back, babe." You watched him walk out of the bedroom and turn down the hallway. His butt jiggling ever so slightly. It made you smile. And it made you feel something else.

"The hell ...?" You sat up in bed and realized that you were horny. Again. Katsuki came back a minute later with what he promised you. Something to drink and a cold, wet cloth for you to put on your face. Smiling as he handed you this stuff, you pulled him in close to you and kissed him on the cheek all the way down to his neck.

"Oh, babe. Yer jus' so ... hah. No matter what. Even with your hair matted to your face and your eyes puffy and red. I love you." He leaned over and kissed your forehead.

"Don't say it." You smiled at him. It was almost like you knew what he was going to say. And you couldn't bear to hear it. Not right now. You had no idea where you two stood in that department. You weren't ready to admit that to each other. Not yet. Not right now.

He smiled back and laid down next to you, spooning you from behind. He ran his hand along your waist and stomach, over and over. It was relaxing. And it was a little bit arousing, but you managed to keep yourself at bay. You had just been seriously dizzy, after all.

"I'm sorry, Kats. I'm sorry I can't give us the baby we want. I'm sorry I'm so fucking broken." You choked on your words as tears started to well in your eyes. "I'm so sorry."

He shifted behind you and held you tighter. "Babe, you're not broken. 'Sides, who says it ain't me? Maybe we should make a doctors appointment, yeah? Get my count tested and all that shit. Whatcha say?"

You sniffed and wiped your face with the washcloth. It felt good against your hot face. "You - Kats, you'd do that? You'd have your sperm count checked?" Rolling over to face him, you took his face in your hands and held it there while the two of you just stared at each other.

"Fuckin' never said I wouldn't! Course I will. 'F we ever wanna get to the bottom of this, we hafta explore every possibility, right?" He ran a rough finger along your cheek to collect the freshly fallen tears and wipe them on the sheets. You made an ick face at him and he told you to pipe down, they need to be changed anyway after the night you two just had on them.

A couple of weeks past and he had his appointment with the fertility specialist where they ran a count on Kats. They called and said his sperm was 'abnormally high and active'. Their exact words were, "We have never seen anything like it in our careers." He didn't shut up about it for 3 days.

This left you in a fog. Surely, you were the reason you two couldn't conceive. It made you feel like absolute shit. No matter what he said to you, it didn't lift the guilt you were trying to carry all on your own. You thought he shouldn't have to hurt when he wasn't the problem. This complex was exhausting you and you could feel yourself slipping deeper into sadness.

You went to the clinic at the end of the day that Friday, the last appointment they had for the week. They drew your blood and told you they would be in touch on Monday or Tuesday about the next step after they had a chance to evaluate the sample for any obvious discrepancies.

It was Saturday morning and you were both sitting on the back porch eating breakfast when your phone rang. "It's the clinic, Kats. You answer. I don't want to talk to them. They probably found a plastic bag where my uterus is supposed to be." You pushed your phone across the little glass tabletop and got up, carrying the dishes into the kitchen to wash them off.

"Yeah babe, on it. Hello? N-no. You're trying to reach Bakugou? Well, shit. Yeah. That's me, I mean ... I'm her husband, Katsuki. Yes! The man with incredible sperm!" He laughed, you cringed. "Wait, what? No, that's not ... I mean ...," his voice got quiet and he got up, walking across the yard to mess with a fence piece.

You watched him out there fiddle with the broken wooden slat and felt your heart breaking into even smaller pieces. "Fuck." You whispered, looking down at the tiny bubbles popping on the soaking dishes. A tear dripped from your chin and landed on your chest, darkening a spot on your gray Dynamight shirt.

Katsuki came walking into the kitchen and came over to you, putting his hands on your shoulders, he turned you to face him. "Hey, ma?" Getting down on his knees, he put his hands on your waist and smooshed his face into your tummy. "Ma?"

"Are you having a fucking stroke or something? What are you doing, dumbass?" You wiped your chin and huffed out a short, insincere laugh. "Kats, what did - what'd they say. Is it me? Am I ..."

"Yes, babe. It's you. It's you … and the little grenade you're carrying. You're ... we're ... having a baby, y/n. You're fuckin' pregnant." He beamed up at you, tears in his wide eyes. 

"It's you, babe. You and me. And … and … and a little us in you. We did it, y/n. We're gonna have a family!"

You covered your mouth with your hands and cried. Not just a few tears, but a full-on ugly cry. You were going to be a mom. Katsuki was going to be a dad. And this was just the beginning of your lives as a family.

"I'm sorry I didn't believe in us. I'm sorry I let myself think for a second that it wouldn't be us. Us. Just us. I'm so happy it's us." You bent over and kissed his forehead. He stood and wrapped you in his arms and you both just stood there letting this new beautiful reality sink in.

The future was yours and yours alone … well, and Kats’ and the babies, of course.

[blondrichclosetwitch]

Your eyes couldn't hide anything

You were wrong when you said everything's gonna be alright

You were right when you said this is the end

You lie for a moment, you lie as a decoy

Sittin on the stand with no remorse

Be creepin wit mad demons

Blood rushin, concussions

Y’all can’t see this but this might be the night

Chloe don’t know better, Chloe’s just like me

Dreams like this must die

And everyone has a heart and it’s calling for something, and we’re all so sick and tired of seeing things as they are, and everyone is hidden and everyone is cruel, there’s no shortage of tyrants and no shortage of fools

And the little white shape dancing at the end of the hall is just a wish that time can’t dissolve at all:

“Well, there are some things too hard to explain but my baby’s coming home.”

And I realized

How many paths have crossed between us

This story is old, I know—but it goes on

Sounds like today’s a good day for a tape

It seems to make you laugh each time I cry

Annie

Well its been ten years or maybe more since I first laid eyes on you

Come and play the tunes of glory

Raise your voice in celebration

And learn the meaning of existence in fortnightly instalments

Come share this golden age with me in my single room apartment

Oh and I could be a genius if I just put my mind to it

Now they expected to control us (these aren’t the words but they’re what I thought the words were for 30 years )

“Oh, come on make it up yourself. And I promise I won't tell this to anybody else in the world but you.”

I ain’t had a job for a year or more, I don’t own a thing

Holy law and money, their intentions are tall

We smoke and talk in my room

Maybe I'm crazy

Or maybe you know

But I've got this feeling it’s all about to blow

So we go from year to year with secrets we’ve been keeping

“Yes, Jackie.” (there’s actually a French man named jacky on the wall who died last year)

Cameras on the microphone

I knew you was conflicted

Light my fire

Holy junkie

Funky monkey

He don't want to play that game

He gotta play that game

What will you ever do when you blow a fuse?

Sooner or later you’ve gotta get down and sing

I’m the siren that you hear

I’m churnin out novels like beat poetry on amphetamines

I’ve got feathers in my hair

They judge me

Brooklyn Babies

Yeah then I saw love disfigure me into something I am not recognizing

“See the cage.”

I will not open myself this way again.

All all you folks, you come to see; you just stand there looking at me…and I could kill you.

“I know there’s a way that we can make ‘em pay.”

“We never lost control.”(this stuck out like a sore thumb today)

When I’m in trouble I know she’ll go with me until the end; everybody asks me how I know I smile at them and say “she told me so.”

Don’t get high on what you create, oh it just might steal ya

Cocaine cocaine cocaine ALL DAY, Jesus, ok quick lecture: we’ve Got an overdose coming, so you better pull your shit together and now the lyrics: buzzing all the time, just one hit and I feel great….we promise we won’t tell.

Music is your only friend; until the end.

We can’t stop is the song that was playing Dec 30 2017 when fake katie told me I needed to “party” even tho I’d been sober a year, and when I asked with what, she responded “coke and ecstasy”. That was the longest & most severe drug addiction I ever had and I hope I never see it again, and sometime in 2018 while high out of my Mind after realizing I’d been duped, wrote, “blond got me hooked on cocaine” on my wall next to an exchange between me and my ex-therapist that said “I’m in a boat with drugs and ritual and voices”, and her response “do something with it or get a new boat”…so I did. It just took awhile. In the words of our friend the pot dealer “smoke weed, dude.”

Also don’t trick people into cocaine addictions by pretending to be their dead niece, maybe? 🤷🏻‍♀️

Don’t bother saying you’re sorry(though you having your henchmen leave wrapped drinking straws everywhere so I’d be reminded of my addiction was super shitty IMHO)

You are the habit I can’t seem to kick

And like a car crash I can see but I just can’t avoid

Like a plane I’ve been told I never should board (Steel, RIP)

Oh right that song about a girl you’re obsessed with that you never talk to, twice in one day

“When you hit the ground, it’s an awful sound.” Speak to us of this expertise. After all it’s played three times in 24 hours. On three different playlists.

A yo there’s poison in that gumbo

I know your secrets, bitches

[timeoverload]

I think that today went pretty well. There were a lot of grumpy people but I tried to be nice to everyone and keep smiling anyway. I'm tired of allowing miserable people to bring me down to their level. I'm not totally happy with my life either but I'm not going to be a jerk to other people because of that.

The eye doctor that owns the hospital was doing cases this morning and he usually moves pretty quickly. That didn't happen today and it didn't seem like he was trying to rush so I appreciated that tremendously. I wonder if he did that intentionally because he knows now how much we were rushing before. I'm generally not a huge fan of his because he won't respond when I say hello or make eye contact with me when he has no problem talking to everyone else. I think I would feel differently if he actually acknowledged my existence because it seems like he can be a nice guy. Maybe I scare him or something. I don't lose sleep over it but I think it's odd. Oh well. I think he is just grumpy a lot because he is getting old and refuses to retire. That man is probably going to work until the day he dies because he feels obligated to. I suppose I admire his dedication but I think he needs to go enjoy life while he can.

I got to work this morning and I was confused because the morning team lead wasn't in the department and decontam wasn't open yet. I thought he had called in but he showed up 20 minutes later and I guess he had a meeting with the director when he got to work. I think he must have been reprimanded for his behavior because he was very nice to everyone today. A girl that works in my department came up to me on Monday to tell me she had compiled a list of complaints from everyone and asked if I had anything to add before she went to meet with the director to talk to him about it. I'm so glad she did that because it was absolutely necessary since he has been making everyone uncomfortable. I wanted to say something but I didn't want him to find out it was me since I am stuck working alone with him and I am afraid of confrontation. I know he had to apologize to my co-worker who is middle eastern for making racist/distasteful jokes about him and his family. I didn't get an apology for how he talked to me last week but my gut tells me that he realized that he is wrong and doesn't want to admit it. He is acting like he feels guilty and has been nice to me. I will accept changed behavior as an apology I guess. I hope that he continues to act more professionally in the future. If he ever tries to start shit with me again, I'm not going to let it slide because I'm not going to put up with that anymore. I have been too nice. I don't talk to him now unless I need to. It's ok, we don't need to be friends to be professional.

I'm glad that today wasn't too crazy. I only had 23 cases so that helped. I didn't check to see how many cases I have tomorrow but I really hope it's better than last Thursday. I do not want to be stuck in decontam for hours. I'm just not going to think about that anymore because it's stressing me out. I don't know when my PTO request is going to get approved so hopefully I know by tomorrow.

I think this week has actually been pretty good so I'm happy about that. Yesterday I got off work 2 hours early. I wanted to watch tv so I did. I have been watching this show about skin walkers and it's really interesting but I had nightmares last night. I am going to keep watching it anyway. I also discovered that I can play stardew valley on my phone now so I have been enjoying that. I think that I'm going to do that again tonight. I need to eat and get ready for bed before I get too comfortable. I stayed up way too late last night so I'm going to try not to do that again. I should probably stop writing now I think. I'm going to do my best to have a good day tomorrow.

I hope everyone else has a great day too. :) 💖💖💖

[tojishugetiddies]

Jujutsu Kaisen Incorrect Quotes

(I had waaaay too much fun with this ngl😂)

Toji: I’m here to take you out.

Y/N: Great! It’s a date!

Toji: I meant as a threat

Y/N: See you at five!

Shiu: What is your biggest weakness?

Toji: I can be uncooperative.

Shiu: Okay, can you give me an example?

Toji: No.

Choso: I slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so lets go for 12 more just incase.

Yuji: Choso, that's a coma.

Choso: Sounds festive.

Y/N: Do you take constructive criticism?

Toji: I only take cash or credit.

Shiu: This is such a bad idea.

Toji: Then why are you coming along?

Shiu: One of us need to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong.

Gojo: I'm incredibly fast at math.

Nanami: Alright, what's 30x17?

Gojo: 47

Nanami: That's not even close.

Gojo: But it was fast.

Y/N: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives

Nanami: I wake up at 4:30 AM

Y/N:

Y/N: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives

Toji: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds.

Y/N: FORTY FIVE SECONDS?!?

Toji: No! Four to five seconds!

Y/N: Too late!!!

Geto: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works.

Gojo, drinking toast: Why do you say that?

Megumi: What are your goals?

Y/N: To pet all the dogs.

Megumi: No, fitness goals.

Y/N: To be able to run fast enough to pet all the dogs.

Toji: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why.

Y/N: Only if you also don't ask why

Y/N: *Pulls out 7 pristine human skulls* Take your pick.

Toji:

Y/N:

Toji: This one is fine

Y/N: I made tea.

Toji: I don’t want tea.

Y/N: I did not make tea for you. This is my tea.

Toji: Then why are you telling me?

Y/N: It is a conversation starter.

Toji: That’s a stupid conversation starter.

Y/N: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

Yuji: You saved me. I owe you my life.

Megumi: No thanks. I’ve seen it and I’m not very impressed.

Nobara: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume?

Y/N: *chugs entire bottle*

Y/N: It’s perfume.

Y/N: This is bothering me.

Toji: Well, you are digging up a corpse.

Y/N: No, not that. That's, uh, pretty par for the course, actually.

Y/N: What if the 'g' in 'gif' is silent?

Toji: Go the fuck to sleep

Y/N: What gif I don't want to?

Toji: Fuck You

Yuji: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running?

Y/N: Oh, I’m always running

Y/N: The question is from what

Y/N, watching the news: Someone tried to fight a squid at the aquarium today!

Toji: *walks in covered with ink* Well, maybe the squid was being a dick.

Y/N: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.

Toji: Killed without hesitation.

Y/N: No.

Gojo: I learned some very valuable lessons from this.

Toji: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should’ve taken away.

Gojo: Death isn’t real, and I’m basically God.

Megumi: This is a mistake

Yuji, enthusiastically: A mistake we're going to laugh about one day!

Megumi: But not today

Yuji, still enthusiastic: Oh, no. Today's going to be a mess

Nanami: Can you please be serious for five minutes?

Gojo: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

Y/N: So are we flirting right now?

Toji: I AM LITERALLY STABBING YOU

Y/N: That doesn’t answer my question

Toji: *Accidentally hits Y/N in the face*

Toji: *Trying to decide between saying 'I’m fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'*

Toji: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!

Y/N: What’s wrong with you?!

Y/N: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Megumi's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get him out...

Gojo: Geto and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's-

Geto: Sentences.

Gojo: Don't interrupt me.

Yuji: Bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something.

Megumi: Yuji, you don't have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you is because you're a dumbass.

Gojo: I actually have a black belt.

Yuji: In what, karate?

Gojo: No, from Gucci.

Gojo: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside

Y/N:

Y/N: Gojo, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn...

Gojo: *Sips coffee from bowl*

Megumi: God, give me patience.

Gojo: I think you mean 'give me strength'.

Megumi: If God gave me strength, you'd be dead.

Gojo: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them.

Y/N: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.

Geto: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE

Gojo: Anything, honestly, but pretty boy’s especially

Geto, desperately, as Gojo bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE

Gojo: Oh! B positive.

Gojo: I’m 10x prettier and smarter than you

Nanami: 10 x 0 is still 0

Sukuna: Someone will die.

Yuji: Of fun!

Y/N: Jail is no fun. I’ll tell you that much.

Toji: Oh, you’ve been?

Y/N: Once. In Monopoly.

Toji: How petty can you get?

Y/N: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

Megumi: You often use humor to deflect trauma

Y/N: Thank you

Megumi: I didn't say that was a good thing

Y/N: What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny

Y/N: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you.

Megumi: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.

Y/N: Absolutely not.

Y/N: Is something burning?

Gojo: Just my love for you.

Y/N: Gojo, the toaster is on fire.

Yuji: Do you think you’d actually notice if someone didn’t cast a shadow? Or if their limbs were just slightly too long? Or if they had just a little too many teeth? like how many times have you passed Something on the street and you just didn’t Notice It?

Y/N: Stay woke monsterfuckers ur love is out there!!!!!

Yuji: Yknow what? Not my point at all in any way whatsoever, but I’m glad I could be an inspiration.

Yuji: Do you have any skeletons in your closet?

Sukuna: You mean literally or figuratively?

Yuji: Honestly, the fact that I have to specify...

Y/N: Don’t worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve.

Gojo: I think you mean cards.

Toji: She does not

Y/N, pulling knives out of their sleeves: I do not.

Y/N: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.

Gojo: You and me!!!

Y/N, tearing up: Okay.

Nanami, going over Y/N’s resume: Okay, so right here, it states that you’re creative.

Y/N: Yes

Nanami: Okay... may I know what you create?

Y/N: Problems.

Mahito: Am I going too far?

Yuji: No, no, no. You went too far about seven hours ago. Now you're going to prison.

Y/N: Remember when you didn't try to solve all your problems with attempted murder?

Toji: Stop romanticizing the past.

Y/N, standing with their back turned: I’ve been expecting you, Toji.

Toji: How did you do that without turning around?

Y/N: ... To be perfectly honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you.

Yuji: It’s dark in here

Y/N: Don’t worry dude I got this

Y/N: *Stomps their feet*

Y/N: *Skechers light up*

Sukuna: *Kicks the door down looking panicked*

Y/N: What did you do?

Sukuna: Nobody died.

Y/N: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

Y/N: Hey Sukuna can I get a sip of your water?

Sukuna: It's not water.

Y/N: Vodka, I like your style!

Sukuna: It's vinegar.

Y/N: Wh-Wha-

Sukuna: It's vinegar, COWARD.

Gojo: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!

Megumi: How can you still say that?

Gojo: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

Y/N: Please, I'm begging you go to a doctor.

Toji: I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.

Gojo: I turned out perfectly fine!

Y/N: Gojo, this morning you thought a ghost made your toast

Gojo: I DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN! YOU DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN!!!

Y/N: English is a difficult language. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though.

Nanami: You need to stop.

Yuji: Violence isn't the answer.

Sukuna: You’re right.

Yuji: *sighs in relief*

Sukuna: Violence is the question.

Yuji: What?

Sukuna, bolting away: And the answer is yes.

Yuji, running after them: NO-

Megumi: Where are you going?

Y/N: To get ice cream or commit a felony, I’ll decide on the way there

Sukuna: Here's some advice

Yuji: I didn't ask for any

Sukuna: Too bad. I'm stuck here with my thoughts and you're the only one who talks to me

Y/N: Lol heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this lmfao

Megumi: What did you do Y/N?

Y/N: A MISTAKE

Nanami: So that’s my plan.

Y/N: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don’t want to sound mean.

Nanami: No, go ahead, I want to hear it.

Y/N: It fucking sucks.

Nanami: That’s not constructive criticism.

Megumi: Y/N... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?

Y/N: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned.

Megumi:

Megumi: I wrote sanitize, Y/N.

Megumi: So what’s for dinner?

Toji, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.

Mahito: Okay. I get it. You've had a really hard time lately, you're stressed out, seven people died-

Yuji: Twelve, actually.

Mahito: Not the point. Look, they're dead now and really whose fault is that?

Yuji: Yours!

Mahito: That's right: no one's.

Y/N: You know, not every problem can be solved with a sword.

Toji: That's why I carry two swords.

Gojo: Must be hard not being able to laugh

Nanami: I do have a sense of humor you know

Gojo: I’ve never heard you laugh before

Nanami: I’ve never heard you say anything funny

*Y/N and Toji are doing something absurdly dangerous*

Y/N: I think Houdini did something like this once! Why, if I recall correctly, he was out of the hospital in no time!

Toji, deadpan: Well that's encouraging.

Y/N, struggling to keep upright in their 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don’t really think heels are for me

Nobara, pointing at them and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.

Iori, tending to Gojo's wounds: How would you rate your pain?

Gojo: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

Megumi: Y/N...

Y/N: Oh no, '’Y/N’' in b-flat.

Y/N: You're disappointed.

*Yuji and Y/N skipping stones on lake*

Yuji: It’s such a beautiful evening.

Y/N, whispering: Take that you fucking lake

Y/N: Date someone who will drag you outside at 3am to look at the stars.

Nobara: If anyone, and I mean anyone, wakes me up at 3am to go look at the damn sky they will be removed indefinitely from my life.

Nobara: Okay, truth or dare?

Y/N: Truth

Nobara: How many hours have you slept this week?

Y/N:

Y/N: ...Dare

Nobara: Go to bed.

Y/N: I don’t like this game.

Gojo: I can explain.

Nanami: Can you?

Gojo: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

Y/N: You kill people for money?!

Toji: I can explain!

Y/N: And all this time I’ve been doing it for free like a chump!

Geto: Gojo, stop! This isn't you, you've gone mad with power!

Gojo: Well of course I have.

Gojo: Have you ever tried going mad without power?

Gojo: It's boring.

Y/N: You're 'the second worst thing to ever happen to those orphans', what does that mean?

Toji: It means i was second worst thing to happen to those orphans.

Y/N: but what’s the first worst thing?

*Awkward pause*

Toji: Y/N, they...they weren’t always orphans.

Y/N:

Y/N: Three words. Say them and I'm yours.

Toji: Three words.

Y/N:

Toji: Look. I may not be a saint, but it's not like I’ve killed anybody. I’m not an arsonist. I’ve never found a wallet outside of an IHOP and thought about returning it but saw the owner lived out of state so just took the cash and dropped the wallet back on the ground.

Y/N: Okay, that's really specific, and that makes me think that you definitely did do that.

Toji: I'm a reverse necromancer.

Y/N: Isn't that just killing people?

Toji: Ah, technicality.

Y/N: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.

Gojo: It’s not a joke.

Gojo: *sniffles*

Gojo: I’m a legit snack.

Y/N: What the fuck is wrong with you?!

Toji: Wow, you could start with a 'good morning'.

Y/N: Good morning. What the fuck is wrong with you?!

Y/N: I told Gojo his ears flush when they lie.

Nanami: Why?

Y/N: Look.

Y/N: Hey Gojo! Do you love us?

Gojo, covering their ears: No.

Nanami:

Y/N: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Yaga: Wasn't Gojo with you?

Gojo: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.

Nanami: Tell Yuji about the birds and the bees.

Y/N: They're disappearing at an alarming rate.

Y/N: What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'?

Nanami: Disgruntled, miserable, desolated-

Gojo: Smad.

Toji, negotiating with Y/N: We have Gojo. Give us ten thousand dollars and they will be returned to you unharmed

Gojo: Whoa, whoa, wait, you think I’m only worth ten thousand dollars?

Sukuna:

Gojo: MAKE IT ONE MILLION–

Y/N: GOJO STOP

Y/N: Toji and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us

Megumi: *Sighing* What did he do?

Y/N: He chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...

Toji: Who wants a steering wheel?

Y/N, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him

Nobara: You did WHAT–

Yuji: William Snakepeare

Y/N: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity?

Toji: *turning to Gojo* How tall are you?

Y/N: I can’t believe you live nearby, and you won’t let anyone crash at your place.

Maki: You people already know too much about me.

Nobara: I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won’t let any of us crash at your place.

*The squad is getting into the car*

Megumi: I’m driving.

Y/N, out of view: Shotgun!

Yuji, turning to face Y/N: Aww! But you had it on the way here-

Everyone except Y/N: WOAH-

Y/N, holding a shotgun: No! I found a shotgun! And I want the front seat! *Pumps gun*

Nobara: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon?

Y/N: I'm a knife.

Toji, from across the room: They're the little spoon.

Store Worker: Would a Mr. Megumi please come to the front desk?

Megumi, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?

Store Worker: points to Y/N and Yuji

Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?

Y/N and Yuji, simultaneously: We got lost :(

Megumi: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-

Toji: Come on, I wasn’t that drunk last night.

Shiu: You were flirting with Y/N.

Toji: So what? They're my partner.

Shiu: You asked them if they were single.

Toji:

Shiu: And then you cried when they said they weren't.

Gojo: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?

Megumi: You’re a hazard to society

Y/N: And a coward. DO TWENTY.

Y/N: Gojo, can I talk to you for a second?

Gojo: Yeah, what’s up? Lemme guess. You and Toji are having problems and you want me to teach you how to kiss?

Y/N: What? No, stop that. I know how to kiss. I’ve read books.

The squad is trying to con some random guy

Y/N: Um, Toji, why are you pretending I'm this guy's family?

Toji: We need money!

Y/N: You're scamming him?

Toji: I was thinking more like flat-out stealing from him?

Y/N: What?! No way!

Toji: Why not? We already stole Mahito!

Mahito: Hey guys

Y/N: No, we didn't. Mahito can think and talk for himself, he can do whatever he want’s!

Mahito: I wanna steal

Gojo: If you had to choose between Megumi and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?

Toji: That depends, how much money are we taking about?

Megumi: Dad?!

Gojo: 63 cents.

Toji: I'll take the money.

Megumi: DAD!!??

Gojo: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.

Nanami: Gojo no.

Y/N: Mistlefoe.

Nanami: Please stop encouraging him.

Gojo: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life

Toji: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?

Gojo: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.

Y/N: edible

Shiu: Would you stab your best friend in the leg for 10 million gold?

Toji: You stab me, and then when my leg gets better, we buy a big-ass house.

Y/N: You can stab me too, then we'll have 20 million.

Toji: Good thinking.

Y/N: I trust Gojo.

Megumi: You think he knows what he’s doing?

Y/N: I wouldn't go that far.

Megumi: We need a distraction.

Nobara: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?

Yuji, whispering: My time has come

Nanami: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me

Yuji: Okay, but in my defense, Y/N bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink all that shampoo.

Nanami: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!

Y/N: Nanami and I are having a baby.

Yuji: That's gre-

Y/N, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.

Toji, driving Y/N and Megumi: So how was your day?

Y/N: We almost got surprise adopted!

Toji: What?

Megumi: We almost got kidnapped.

Toji: Oh, okay.

Toji: *slams on the breaks* WAIT WHAT?!

Toji: Y/N, what do IDK, LY, and TTYL mean?

Y/N: I don’t know, love you, talk to you later

Toji: Ok, I love you too, I’ll just ask Megumi.

Nanami: While I’m gone, Y/N, you’re in charge.

Y/N: Yes!!!

Nanami, whispering: Megumi, you’re secretly in charge.

Megumi: Obviously.

Gojo: If I die, my funeral is going to be the biggest party ever and you’re all invited

Toji: If?

Nanami: Great, the only party I’ve ever been invited to and they might not even die.

Y/N: Toji, keep an eye on Gojo today. They're going to say something to the wrong person and get punched.

Toji: Sure, I’d love to see Gojo get punched.

Y/N: Try again.

Toji, sighing: I will stop Gojo from getting punched.

*The squad is having dinner together*

Y/N: Toji, can you pass the salt?

Toji: *Throws Gojo across the table*

Y/N: Don't worry, I got a plan.

Gojo: Alright.

Y/N: TraitorSayWhat?

Nanami: Excuse me?

Gojo: What?

Y/N:

Nanami:

Gojo: No wait-

Y/N: They stole from me first!

Toji: Mhm.

Y/N: Stole my heart...

Nanami: It is still illegal to commit murder.

Y/N, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

Gojo, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids

Toji: what the fuck are you guys doing?

Y/N: playing systemic oppression

Gojo: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on.

Toji: It’s not an act, it’s just that I’m mean and Y/N isn’t

Megumi: What time is it?

Y/N: I don’t know; pass me that saxophone and we’ll find out

Y/N: *Plays sax loudly and extremely out of tune*

Toji: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE AT TWO IN THE MORNING

Y/N: It’s 2 am

Y/N: You have to apologize to Gojo

Toji: Fine.

Toji: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.

Gojo: Fitness tip: never stop pushing yourself. Some say 8 hours of sleep is enough. Why not keep going? Why not 9? Why not 10? Strive for greatness.

Toji: Next time you’re working out do 15 push ups instead of 10. Run 3 miles instead of 2. Eat a whole cake instead of just a slice. Burn your ex’s house down. You can do it. I believe in you.

Y/N: There were so many mixed messages in that I can’t-

Toji: What do you think Gojo will do for a distraction?

Y/N: He’ll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That’s what I would do.

*Building explodes and several car alarms go off*

Y/N: ... or they could do that.

Toji: Y/N and I don’t use pet names.

Megumi: I see. Hey, what do bees make?

Toji: Honey?

Y/N: Yes, dear?

Toji:

Megumi: Don't ever lie to my face again.

Y/N: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it

Megumi: Just rip the bandage off.

Y/N: It’s your dad.

Megumi: Put the bandage back on.

Y/N: How's the sexiest person here~?

Toji: I don't know, how are they~?

Y/N, flustered: I-

Gojo, from across the room: I'm doing great, thanks!

Toji: Fool me once, I’m gonna kill you

Yuji: Physically, yes, I could fight a bird. But emotionally? Imagine the toll.

Shapeshifter: *transforms to look like Gojo*

Gojo: Okay, are you like BLIND? You look nothing like me. First off, I'm way taller. Secondly, I DO NOT look so sleep deprived and lastly, if you could drag comb through that hair you're like a 7 on a good day and I've been told I'm a constant 10.

Toji: I’ve come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck

Gojo: Dear friends, your Christmas gift this year… is me. That’s right, another year of friendship. Your membership has been renewed.

Y/N: Is stabbing someone immoral?

Gojo: Not if they consent to it.

Toji: Depends who you’re stabbing.

Nanami: YES?!?

Sukuna: *Screams*

Gojo: *Screams louder to establish dominance*

Y/N: Should we do something?

Toji: No, I want to see who wins.

Geto: Why is Y/N so sad?

Toji: They took one of those “Which Character Are You?” quizzes

Yuji: And...?

Toji: They got Gojo.

Toji: Self care is actually getting into fights with randoms in dark alleys.

Nobara: No, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap!

Sukuna: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you!! Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists!! Self care is the fear in your enemies’ eyes!!!

Gojo: Lmao self care is taking your birthday cake just so I can eat the frosting.

Toji If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

Nanami: Isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other people?

Gojo: Plane tickets?

Y/N: Concert tickets?

Toji: Prostitution?

Nanami, holding their broken frames: Glasses.

Megumi: Why are your tongues purple?

Y/N: We had slushies. I had a blue one.

Toji: I had a red one.

Megumi: oh

Megumi:

Megumi: OH

Toji:

Yuji: You drank each other's slushies?

Gojo, banging on the door: Y/N! Open up!

Y/N: Well, it all started when I was a kid...

Nanami: No, they meant-

Toji: Let them finish.

Megumi: Can I be frank with you guys?

Gojo: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help.

Yuji: Can I still be Yuji?

Gojo: Shh, let Frank speak.

Geto: *Gently taps table*

Gojo: *Taps back*

Nanami: What are they doing?

Toji: Morse code.

Geto: *Aggressively taps table*

Gojo: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-

Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.

Toji: Shit.

Geto: Wait, three?

Cop: Yeah?

Y/N: OH MY GOD GOJO FELL OFF!!!

Toji: Why are Gojo and Geto sitting with their backs to each other?

Y/N: They had a fight.

Toji: Then why are they holding hands?

Y/N: They get sad when they fight.

Y/N: Hah! 69! You know what that means?

Toji: What?

Nanami: That you're a child.

Gojo: HOW'D YOU GUESS MY IQ!?

Nanami: *Trying to fill out legal paperwork stuff* Were you guys born AMAB or AFAB?

Toji: Bold of you to assume I was born at all.

Mahito: I personally was created in a lab.

Y/N: I just straight up spawned lol.

Gojo: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!

Toji: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD

Gojo: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING MEGUMI WITH ME

Y/N, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

Y/N: Yo is Gojo sleeping or dead?

Toji: Hopefully dead, I hated their guts.

Sukuna: Yeah, so did I.

Gojo: Okay first of all, fuck you-

Y/N: Dammit, Gojo!

Gojo: What?! It wasn’t me!

Y/N: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Toji!

Toji: Not me either.

Y/N: Oh...Then who set the house on fire?

Sukuna: *whistles*

Y/N: You know those things will kill you, right?

Sukuna, pouring another glass of whiskey: That’s the point.

Toji, smoking a cigarette: We’re trying to speed up the process.

Gojo: *Nods while eating raw cookie dough*

Toji: I just ended a four year relationship.

Choso: Oh, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?

Toji: Hm? Oh yeah, I’m fine. It wasn’t my relationship.

*Gojo and Geto fighting from across the room*

Gojo: How did none of you hear what I just said?

Y/N: I’ve been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.

Yuji: I got distracted about halfway through.

Megumi: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

Geto, about Y/N: Apparently we’re getting someone new in the group.

Toji: Are we stealing them?

Gojo: New or used?

Geto: Wonderful responses, both of you.

Naoya: Toji isn’t answering their phone

Y/N: I’ll call

Naoya: Megumi and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-

Toji: Yeah?

Geto: Truth or dare?

Toji: Dare

Geto: I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room

Toji: Hey Gojo

Gojo, blushing: Yeah?

Toji: Could you move? I’m trying to get to Y/N

Nobara: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life

Y/N: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years!

Megumi: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!

Yuji: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!

Toji: My moral code, is that you?

Nobara:

Nobara: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mother left me but do you guys need a hug?

Nanami: What did you guys get in your yearbook?

Gojo: 'Prettiest Smile'

Y/N: 'Nicest Personality'

Toji: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'

Geto: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

Y/N: What does 'take out' mean?

Geto: Food.

Gojo: Dating

Toji: Murder

Sukuna: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.

Nanami: You're a loose cannon, Gojo.

Gojo: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?

Geto: I think you play by your own rules.

Toji: No way, they think rules were made to be broken.

Y/N: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.

Gojo: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Mahito is a loose cannon.

Mahito: *smashes a chair*

Y/N: There are seven chairs and ten kids. What do you do?

Nanami: Have everyone stand.

Gojo: Bring three more chairs!

Geto: The most important ones can sit down.

Toji: Kill three.

Gojo: Are we really going to let Toji keep Y/N?

Nanami: We kept Yuji.

Y/N: Is having a penis fun?

Gojo: It has its ups and downs.

Toji: Sometimes it’s a little hard.

Sukuna: It’s a pain in the ass.

Geto: Oh, Jesus, fuck, guys, come on.

Sukuna: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses.

Y/N: This knife is actually a magic wand.

Gojo: Meet me in the Denny’s parking lot for a wizard duel.

Toji: *cocks gun* Magic missile.

Nanami: What the fuck is wrong with you people.

Y/N: Bye Toji! Bye Geto! Bye Gojo! Bye Sukuna! Bye Toji!

Geto: You said ‘bye Toji’ twice.

Y/N: I like Toji.

Sukuna: Nothing in life is free.

Y/N: Love is free!

Gojo: Adventure is free.

Nanami: Knowledge is free.

Toji: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

Y/N: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?

Toji: Several traffic violations, three counts of resisting arrest, and roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Also, that’s not my car.

Y/N: Looking left cause you don’t treat me right

Sukuna: Looking right because you left

Gojo: Looking up cause you let me down

Toji: Looking down cause you fucked up

Geto: What is wrong with you guys

Y/N: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

Toji: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

Y/N: Three of us saw it, Nanami. How do you explain that?

Toji: *Points at Choso* Sleep deprivation. *points at Geto* Paranoia. *points at Gojo* Delusional personality disorder.

[calamitycrown]

Hi! Hope you're doing ok! I have a question for your Greenhouse Au. What happens if Y/n is having a stormy day? Like, people pushed them past their limits, having horrible flash backs that make them lock themselves in a dark room for a while, or even Y/n is in need of comfort and cuddles as they quietly cry?

Sorry if my ask made you uncomfortable, I haven't been asleep since I woke up at 3 am and I'm just wanting a universe of fluff right now. (Like mountain of fluff but much bigger.)

I’m doing alright! A little tired today in particular, but otherwise a-okay!! Thanks for asking <3

Ohoho, you’re not prepared for how doting these dopes would be-

If y/n allows them, the boys would all be especially doting to y/n until they felt absolutely better. They’d try not to overstep boundaries regarding why they’re feeling the way they are, but would do their best to make them feel comfortable and loved.

Sun would be trying to distract y/n and keep them busy whenever possible to try and keep them from thinking about whatever’s on their mind, all while constantly doting on them just as they deserve! Expect lots of hugs, head bonks [because they can’t really... kiss, in a normal sense], cuddles if y/n oh so graciously gives him permission, and tons more.

Moon, being more reserved than Sun, would be more subtle. He’d get extremely clingy out of nowhere, taking any chance he’d get to just casually hold y/n in whatever way he could. Be it a side-hug, an arm around their shoulders, a hug from behind, you name it. Moon would make sure they’re taking care of themself, bringing them their favorite snacks and drinks at the drop of a hat and, of course, making sure they get enough rest. If y/n refuses, he’ll slip a lil something in their drink to get them to at least take a nap.

Eclipse is a gentleman at any time of day, 24/7, 365 days a year. So of course he’s going to be giving y/n all the special treatment he can muster. Doing their chores for them [or at least helping if y/n refuses to let him do them on his own, if not going behind their back to do them himself], making them exquisite meals [man’s one hell of a cook], and just overall making sure they don’t over-exert themself or take on too much at once. Much like Sun, though less enthusiastic, expect lots of physical contact; Eclipse will often just settle for subtle things like holding y/n’s hand or leaning against them while they’re doing something.

Also I’m sorry I only got to this after a few days, I’ve been a little exhausted after our foster dog had her puppies the other day.

If you’re having a stormy day, I sincerely hope the clouds make way for a blue sky soon <3

[chaosandwolves]

Let's dance together

Day 3 of the Ruin anniversary week 2022 - The old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace

I thought: Hey let's post a poem today. I can edit the one I wrote last year and post it. And then I thought... But what if I wrote a new one. And then I thought... But what if I also try a completely different style?

So here we are.

(the style is roughly inspired by poems by Calahan Skogman, yes that one, the one who plays Matthias Helvar)

Image description with entire text after the cut

Image description:

A picture of text in typewriter style on yellow/brown-ish background that looks like old paper. The text reads:

You join me on the cold hard floor. I nod, hello long time no see. You grin, mischievously never left. Oh I know I know but I thought I'd pretend you know. You nod and say that I look pretty and we sit in comfortable silence. There is no need for words no room for them anyway cause you fill up the spaces in between my thoughts and drain them off me. You don't ask about my life. You don't have to but I'm telling you anyway. Nothing new. Nothing new. Same old story. We wouldn't be here otherwise would we. I laugh too loud and you smile softly. Your arm sneaks around my shoulders. Rest just for a moment rest.

It's the same game we play over and over the dance we dance pressed together you find me every time there is no hiding and maybe I'm too tired to too lonely to even try when I know you'll be there eventually always there never leave and maybe that's what I count on at least as long as I'm on my own, isn't it nice to have a companion but isn't that what we always are alone in the world always on our own so really you do me a favor cause I can count on you even if I don't want you but you're here in every thought in every move in every dream and isn't that funny how even in my dreams you're there an always steady present never leaving refusing to let me be on my own? But I guess I can't complain cause after all you're there familiar maybe a bit too familiar a bit too friendly too ready to take me in and sometimes I wonder what I did to gain your attention but it's really not a fruitful thought so I just let it go and I let you do what you do always the same thing in different colours but it's been the longest running show things are bound to be repeated but it's ok cause somehow somehow you manage to catch me off guard anyway not always but often enough and the dance begins again and picks up where we left it cause we can't stop it you don't want to and I don't know how or when or even if I should.

Long soft breaths

I wonder if you're hearing this

Cause I have something to confess.

You haven't noticed yet but something is different this time. There is someone else in the room. And I almost laugh at how stupid and weird it is. And how my chest constricts cause there is not only them but more so much more and it terrifies me. But you haven't noticed yet haven't even bothered to look and I can't blame you cause everything is as always we're dancing our parts. They nod at me and you don't notice. The show is running its usual ways and you don't notice. You don't notice the extra colours faint but there. You don't notice how my steps are just that little bit stronger. And we move and I twirl and you follow not caring that suddenly I'm leading until your eyes go wide but I don't let go and you move along because you have to.

You see.

You've been with me for so long and I know you as you know me in and out and always there and you've written the plays you choreographed the dance but you didn't expect that I learn from you.

You see.

I'm not following your lead anymore but you you follow mine. At least for now and least for today. Cause I know you and I know your ways but I'm ready let's do this. We're in this together I know you won't leave and I can't tell you anymore if I want you to or not cause you're always there you're me and maybe I am you and maybe I got it all wrong and I'm always there with you and not you with me but in any case I'm taking the lead and maybe we're both scared to death but we're doing this now.

I twirl.

And grin mischievously.