#ok bye I’m taking a long nap

[cartoonhostage]

UNCLE TELLO PROPAGANDA BE UPON YE! HE LOVES HIS (TEMPORARY) TURTLE SON! VOTE CASS’ UNCLE DONNIE IN @rottmntpeepawpolls !!!

(Pray for my boy that he may survive against MNMC!Leon 🙏🙏🙏)

[bradshawsvinyl]

Begin Again

Part two.

As a first grade teacher, you couldn’t help but fall for your sweet student and her very attractive Navy fighter pilot father.

based off an ask! (screenshot at the bottom.)

You woke up on September 6th joyful and excited. It was your first day as a first grade teacher in San Diego. You had wanted to be an elementary school teacher for as long as you could remember and after six years of schooling, you were finally ready.

Your first day teaching went well. You and your students played games and got to know each other. By three thirty all of your students were picked up except one.

Tara Bradshaw was a little girl with brown curly hair and big brown eyes. No one had come to pick her up yet so you decided to stay behind with her for a while and try to get in contact with her parents.

“Hey Tara,” you said while kneeling down to her level in the pick up area. “Let’s go back inside okay? I’ll call your parents and remind them to come get you.”

“Okay.” Tara replied hesitantly while grabbing your hand. “Can you call my daddy?”

“Of course I can, sweetheart.” You replied “Let’s go.”

The walk back to your classroom was short. While Tara made herself comfortable at her desk, you picked up her file and phoned the number.

“Hello,” A deep voice answered after the third ring.

“Hi. I’m Tara’s first grade teacher at school and I was just calling to ask if there was someone available to pick her up? School ended at three o'clock and she’s still here with me.” You said politely.

“Shit,” The deep voice replied. “I’m so sorry. I’m at work right now. I completely forgot. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

“No worries,” you replied kindly. “Bye.” You said quickly before hanging up.

Bradley hung up his phone and quickly made his way to the school. He couldn’t believe he had forgotten to pick up Tara. He felt like the worst father in the world.

Tara’s mom left Bradley when Tara was only two years old and he hasn’t heard from her since. Being a single father was hard for him. He was the only one in charge of taking Tara to school, bringing her home, feeding her and more.

Bradley got to the school within ten minutes and quickly made his way inside. After visiting the main office, he found your classroom. He knocked on the door. “Thank you so much for staying with her. I can’t believe I forgot.” He said as Tara started running towards him.

“It happens,” you replied sweetly. “No worries I promise!”

Bradley knelt down to Tara and said, “I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”

Tara hugged him and said, “It’s ok daddy.”

You watched the heartwarming scene. Feeling a sense of fulfillment that you had seemingly helped a stressed out Bradley. As Bradley stood to leave with Tara, he glanced at you and couldn’t help but notice your warm eyes and polite smile.

“You know,” he said sheepishly, “Tara’s lucky to have such a caring and uh…cute teacher like you.”

You chuckled softly, feeling flustered. “Thank you Bradley. I’m just happy I got to spend some extra time with Tara today.”

“Yeah well thanks,” He replied “Tara say bye to your teacher.”

“Bye bye!” She said as Bradley gathered Tara’s belongings and smiled at you, leaving a bright blush and flutter in your stomach.

“Jesus Christ Bradshaw,” Bradley said as he buckled Tara into her car seat. “Get it together.”

Bradley couldn’t believe he had been stupid enough to call you cute. You were his daughter's teacher and here he was hitting on you. He couldn’t believe what he had done.

As Tara napped on the short drive to their house. Bradley called his best friend, Phoenix.

“I’m so stupid,” he said into the phone as soon as she picked up.

“No hi Bradshaw?” She replied, the hint of a smile in her voice. “What did you do this time?”

“I picked Tara up from school late and then I called her teacher cute.” He said, sounding slightly frustrated with himself.

On the other side of the phone, Phoenix burst out laughing. “Oh my god Rooster.” She said, still laughing. “Well was she pretty.”

“Of course she was pretty, Nat. She might be the most beautiful woman I've seen in a long time” Bradley said as he recalled your sweet face. “Look, I just got home and I have to bring Tara inside. I’ll call you later.”

“If she really is that cute, don't worry about it, Rooster.” Phoenix said before hanging up.

To Bradley’s surprise, Tara was awake in the backseat. As they both went inside their home, Bradley couldn’t help but worry about how he was going to face you tomorrow. Embarrassed couldn't even describe how he felt.

The next school day went by quickly. You again woke up early and made the drive to work. Your students seemed excited about the lessons today, and you felt proud that you were able to get them to like you. You were trying to distract yourself from the voice in your head that was seemingly screaming BRADLEY CALLED YOU HOT.

Bradley Bradshaw was attractive. You couldn’t deny that. He had loose, curly brown hair and big puppy dog eyes. But it was probably wildly inappropriate to have a crush on your student's father. For all you knew, Bradley was married.

But you hadn’t seen a ring. And for some reason, that excited you.

At dismissal today, Tara was the last student to get picked up. But at least Bradley wasn’t extremely late today.

When Tara caught sight of her dad, she began jumping up and down. Once her father was in earshot, she turned to you and proudly said, “My daddy thinks you’re pretty!”

Here’s the ask!

I’ll make a part two if people are interested!

[ilwonuu]

saw ur posts and i really hope you're feeling okay now! if you feel like writing i wanna ask for some reqs where in the established relationship reader realized just how much jungwoo loves her bcs she's on her periode week and jw is taking care of her nicely without hesitating even adjusting his works and providing his help to accomplish reader's workload. thank you so much i really hope you're doing good and having a happy days ahead <3

thank you so much same for you:( i love this idea bc im always soft for jungwoo<3 thank you for requesting i hope you enjoy hehe,,,

honey

*๑♡՞ kim jungwoo

ᖗ pairing- established relationship, idolbf!jungwoo x fem!reader

ᖗ warnings- fluffy fluff , mentions of period pain/cramps, reader is not feeling great thru most of this, jungwoo is a sweetheart <3, he loves reader sm bye,,,,lmk if i missed something

ᖗ a/n- hi mls!!! i missed posting and i haven’t written for jungwoo in a while and i think he might be one of my biases,,,anyways i hope u guys enjoy<3 not proofread 😪

you have been rotting in your bed for hours. you asked your boyfriend to bring you some extra feminine products just incase. he was quick to respond to your text. he sent you a text saying he would be home soon with everything you need. you sighed in relief feeling so thankful for him. you cuddle up into your blankets as you wait for your boyfriend.

you watch whatever dumb dating show you had on earlier. your pain on the first day differs but this time is was painful as hell. you took some ibuprofen but it hasn’t started working yet leaving you to suffer. you hear the front door open making you smile to yourself. you see your boyfriend with a bag from the store.

“i asked you for a couple things- baby you didn’t have to get all this.” you sit up to face him as he brings the bag over to your side of the bed. “i know you did. i wanted to get your favorite snacks and some more stuff just to make sure you have it. i’m sorry you don’t feel good sweetheart.” he sits on the bed next to you. he pulls you into a gentle hug as he rubs your back.

“how was your day other than that? did you rest mostly?” he massages your back looking at you for your response. “it was good. i was missing you all day. i was just watching tv and cleaning a little but i gave up on the cleaning very fast.” you smile at him as he smiles back. “yea? i was missing you too. don’t worry about the cleaning i will take care of it all.” he rubs your cheek softly as you lay against his chest.

“how did you come home so early? i thought you had long schedules today?” the two of you move to lay down under the covers together. he pulls you close as he faces you. “yea i had meetings mostly but we got done like right before you texted me so i was quick to get you things.” his hand is resting against your hip as he gently massages your side. “you’re gonna put me to sleep baby.” you laugh as you close your eyes.

“come here.” he says pulling you to kiss him. you kiss him back quickly melting into the kiss. he holds your side gently as he kisses you softly. “i really missed you.” you pout looking at him. “i really missed you too, honey. you were all i was thinking about during my meetings.” he smiled at you again. he leans down to plant a kiss on your forehead.

“i love you.” you sigh at the cramps you feel. “rest honey. see if you can nap? i love you more.” he looks at you with a soft expression as he helps you get comfortable. he rubs your back softly until you fall asleep next to him. he just smiles as he watches you sleep peacefully.

jungwoo woke up early that next morning to make sure you had enough food. he made you your favorite breakfast when he saw that you were slowly stirring awake. you watched him bring in your breakfast as you fully wake up. your cramps already kicking you in the ass in the first few seconds of you being awake. you sigh at the feeling but smile at your boyfriend.

“you ok sweetheart?” he sets the food down on the side table as he climbs back into bed. you kiss his lips quickly as you climb out of bed to go to the bathroom. “i’m fine! don’t you worry.” you smile back at him as you quickly use the bathroom. you come to your bedroom feeling a little bit better as you crawl next to your boyfriend. “you didn’t have to make this for me. thank you- wait what time is it don’t you have dance practice today?” you ask as you start eating the breakfast he prepared for you.

“oh yea! i do i just told them i had my girl to spend time with. we pushed it to this afternoon so i can stay with you a little longer. then i can bring home dinner for us!” he smiles at you softly. “how are you feeling though? need medicine, water, anything you need i will get it.” he smiles to himself as he feels the need to help you without thinking about it for a second.

“i’m feeling okay today- my cramps are killing already but i think i just need to finish eating this and it’ll help. thank you baby.” you smile back at him as you continue to eat. “ok. let me know if that changes. as for now i’m here to give you love.” he kisses your head as rubs your thigh softly. you finish your breakfast after a bit with a smile. you look over at your boyfriend to see him already looking at you. you start to tear up as your thoughts start to clutter your head.

“baby? what’s wrong?” his expression is a more serious one as he pulls you closer to him. “n-nothing- i just- you’re being so nice to me. i feel so shitty and here you are making me feel so much better- cooking me breakfast? jungwoo you are too much.” you start to cry as he holds you in his arms. “sweetheart i will do absolutely everything for you. you are my main priority. i don’t need anything else but you. i will always be here when you don’t feel good.” he kisses your cheek as more tears fall from your eyes.

“honey- i love you so much okay? come here.” he pulls you closer to him as he kisses your lips. you kiss him back as you feel him pull away. he kisses your tears and gently wipes them away. “my pretty girl. i love you more than you know.” he smiles at you sweetly as he rubs your hair back. “i-i love you jungwoo.” you sigh into his arms as you stop yourself from letting more tears fall. “you are the best boyfriend i could ask for.” he shakes his head.

“you’re the best girlfriend i could ask for. you deserve the best only you know that. i will never give you less than you deserve. now let’s cuddle until i have to go to practice, i don’t want to leave your side until i have to go.” you laugh at him shaking your head. “what about my online classes? i haven’t done any assignments for this week.” you groan thinking about your work. “don’t worry about it until i leave! when i come back ill help you he smiles kissing your head as you two stay tangled in each others arms for the next hours to come.

[cainesrealwife]

heyo! could you do some jealous Caine headcanons? maybe reader is hanging around Zooble and Pomni too much, and Caine isn’t getting as much attention as he used to. they can be sfw or nsfw, I don’t mind either! ^^

CAINE GETTING JEALOUS HCS?! WOAH

READER IS GN!!!11!!1

this sadly doesn’t have nsfw I can’t image him acting really that diffrent to make hcs abt it sorry to disappoint GRRRR

(not proof read)

ok where do I start

this man tries to hide his jealousy but fails MISERABLY

your like his main attention giver you mainly talk to him a lot so the most and also most times the only one

of course there are exceptions you can still talk to people without him immediately getting jealous

but when you talked to let’s say Zooble and Pomni instead of him he was displeased👿👿

like he’s really bad at hiding it

he thinks he’s good at it but he isn’t

he will either quickly float over to you or teleport directly next to you

never in front of you if your talking to a person since he tries to be discreet

as soon as he does that he’ll go something along the lines of “HELLO Y/N YOU ARE LOOK GLAMOROUS TODAY” and will try to turn you away from whoever you were talking to

if you try to protest he’ll continue to yapp to you abt anything

it doesn’t matter as long as you are giving attention to him

if he would manage to do that until you’ll give in and turn all your attention to him

(always leading to you swiftly excuse yourself)

he’ll then proceed to talk abt what he thinks are interesting things for you

he wants you too think he’s the most interesting person in on the whole grounds

if he doesn’t manage to however

he will try to be a part of the conversation

he will also look at the other person looking at the from the side

(I do not wanna use side eye🙁)

he will actually very subtle pat you on the back or accidentally let his hand bump against your arm ect…

since I think most circus member would either want to be nice and caine and you alone or just would get embarrassed by the whole situation they would excuse themselves

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examples:

Pomni, Ragatha: “Oh uhm I think I left something in my… room I-I gotta go sorry”

Gangle: “I uhm… I’m gonna go take a nap bye you two”

Kinger: “Oh yea I just remembered I uhm gotta do other stuff I TOTALLY have to leave you two alone now” (try to be smooth but he’s bad at pretending)

Jax: “Oh shucks I just remembered I left some of my stuff in Gangles room I will have to leave you two all alone now… byeeee…” (with a very smug expression)

Zooble: “… oh pschh yea I actually uhm lost one of my limbs I gotta look for it without any help far far away from you two…”

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after they excused themselves caine looks after them with an questioned look

however he quickly turns his attention back to you and will proceed to to the things he would if he succeeded from the start

blablabla

after all that he’ll make sure to extra catch your attention even if you are or aren’t talking to anyone else

he even might try to send you a rose

he wants you to put it in your room so every-time you enter it or look around it you’ll think about him

he of course is assuming you place it somewhere very visible where it’s standing very prominent

the first time this happened he send bubbles to bring you the rose

bubble ate it on the way

after that he always teleported to your room while you weren’t there and leave it on your pillow

EXTRA:

if he catches someone (the only person to do this would be jax) flirting with you (he did it as a joke) he would…!11!1

he wouldn’t even try to hide it he would quickly be next to you grab your back and teleport you to the lake/ carnival/ your room

there he would talk to you about what his plan for his new adventure would be and make sure you look at him

after that he’ll…

😻(hihihi)

…he’ll tell you how your secretly his favourite and about 'how your always doing the best in the adventures'

that would quickly turn into him just praising you about how nice you are too him

eventually he’ll just praise you in general

tell you how beautiful you are how funny you are ect…

besides these sweet things caine also turns slightly mischievous

he will make the next few adventure have parts where specifically only the person who flirted with you (jax and he did it as a joke bc he goofy) will have more problems then the others

sadly couldn’t think of any examples for this sorry :(

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erm… dude what the scallop ;-;…

I DONT LIKE HOW RHIS TURNED OUT AT ALL RAAAHH IT FEELS SO SLOPPY TO ME BUT ITS SO MUCH I CANT DELET IT YEJEIRKENWJEJE

I swear I’ll try to make it better next time this fella so messy GRRRR

I will probably regret uploading this but I will anyways bc I’m abt to take a big nap

sincerely

-@cainesrealwife

[funnyjb]

My loves

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The offseason was going great! The kids were happy to have there daddy be around and Levi was happy play with Joe and I know Joe was happy to spend some time with them to. Levi our oldest (5) was throwing footballs in the backyard with Joe everyday once Joe was cleared and our youngest Lily (6 months) was of course laying around and doing what newborns do. I was soaking in some family time before the new season starts. I feel like there is a lot riding on Joe this season to go out there and play and hopefully get to the Super Bowl. I have full trust in Joe that he is capable I just don’t want him to get frustrated if he can’t perform the way he used to. I know he will but after an injury like that you never know.

Joe is starting practice up again at Paycor tomorrow. I’m so excited and proud. He’s been waiting for this moment for months and it’s finally here, but that does mean the offseason is coming to an end and it’s time to play ball. So Joe decided to take me on a date tonight before it’s gets crazy here for the next couple of months.

I was getting ready in our bathroom. It’s was around 5:30 and Levi was on the couch watching some Dora and Lily was taking a nap. Robin and Jimmy are taking care of them tonight which I am forever grateful for. I was curling my hair with my Dyson when Joe walked in. His hair was growing out so it was covering a side of his forehead and he was in some blue seats and a white t-shirt. I on the other hand was just wearing one of his basic long shirts and my pj shorts.

“Hey, babe.”- joe kissed your cheek

“Hi!”- you

Joe pulled himself up on our bathroom counter facing me.

“Haha, what are you doing?”- you

“Admiring my beautiful wife, is what I’m doing!”- joe

“Well hope you got a nice view.”- you

“I definitely did.”- joe

We both laughed

After a couple minutes of Joe filling me in on his workout today and me finishing my hair and makeup I was finally ready to put my dress on and head out.

I slipped on a pair of black heels and grabbed my purse and headed out the closet. Joe got dressed a couple minutes before me. He was wearing a white shirt and his muscular arms looked so good under the short sleeves. He paired the shirt with some black jeans and his Off White shoes.

As I walked out Joes mouth hung open.

“Wow..you look beautiful.”- joe

“Thank you, you don’t look to bad your self QB1.”- you

“Thanks, and you always look beautiful, just thought you should know that.”- joe said tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear

“Thanks, Joe! You always look handsome! Especially in that number 9 jersey!”- you

“Oh really!”- joe smirked

“Mhm.”- you smiled

He leaned in for a kiss

“I love you.”- joe

“Love you too! Let’s get going.”- you

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Joe and I walked down the stairs to find his parents sitting on our couch with the kids. Robin was holding Lily while Jimmy was talking to Levi.

“There they are! You guys look amazing!”- Robin

“Thank you, robin!”- you

“Thanks, mom.”- joe

I looked at how cute Lily was bunched up in her blanket and how Levi was fascinated on what Jimmy was saying. I couldn’t leave them. They are to precious.

“Aww,Joe look how cute the kids are. I don’t want to leave them.”- you

“I know,I don’t want to either honestly.”- joe chuckled

I went over to kiss lily’s forehead and to give Levi a kiss.

“I love you, buddy.” You

“Love you too, mama.”-Levi

I can’t leave them they are so cute I thought.

Joe then made his rounds to give kisses to his kids and hug his parents.

“Ok, you two, get out of here! Go have fun!”- Robin

“Yeah, we can take care of them.”- Jimmy

“Ugh I know, I know, thank you guys,truly.”- you

“Of course!”- robin and jimmy

“Bye!”- you and Joe

Joe opened the door for me and we were out.

“I don’t know how we are going to survive.”- joe

“Hah yeah, but it will be nice to be with out our kids for a bit.”- you

“Yeah, I’m excited to take my hot wife out on a date.”- joe

“Well, I’m excited to be with my hot husband tonight.”- you

We both laughed

We got in the car and turned on the radio. We were about five minutes in when Joe spoke up.

“I miss them.”- joe

I looked over at him

“Same.”- you

“I love our family. I know I don’t really tell you a lot but I’m really grateful for you and lucky to call you my wife and the mom to our kids, y/n.”- joe

“Aww Joe, I’m grateful for you to and I’m so incredibly lucky I get to call you my husband.”- you wrapped his fingers in to yours

“I love you, Mrs Burrow.”- joe

“I love you more, Mr Burrow.”- you

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Request: @elly-grace

🩷🩷

[badbf-cb]

We’re Back…

“Like hell I’m just going to sit around and let you handle it,” Minji sneered at Jaebeom across the table. Her usual sweet and comforting voice dripped with malice. She threw a crumpled note to her friend and leaned on his desk. “You didn’t handle it then! I can’t this happen again. Not with her.”

Tag Minzy- Youre it.

Im coming for what’s mine -HJ

Jaebeom couldn’t be upset with her. For months she had been getting letters from Hanjae, her living nightmare. JB held his hand to steady Wonho from approaching the angry woman. “I get you’re mad but Min… You have to let me do this. I know he’s working with Choi now. He reached out to my father. We just need-”

Her frustrated cry cut off the older man. “Need to what? He humiliated you last time! Your brother got shot! Hongjoong almost lost his eye! Fuck, Jaebeom- Taeyong almost died on the kitchen table.” She pointed an accusatory finger at each man in the room. “Did you forget what happened to Lisa?” Her eyes searched the room but felt relief knowing her young friend wasn’t around for this meeting.

“ENOUGH!” JB’s voice boomed through the room. Everyone but Minji took a step back and recoiled. “Everyone out, except you, Dr. Gong.” One by one they all left the two alone.

Even after an hour of being locked up alone and Changkyun’s best efforts to listen at the door… No one knew what happened behind the door. All they can agree on is a few windows rattled when Mingi left the office, slamming the door behind her.

Minji signed a note and folded it quickly before tucking inside Yoona’s little back pack. “Ok, baby. Be good for Auntie Em ok? I promise I’ll see you soon.” She stole a kiss from the little girl as Chanyeol carried her off. Having purposely let the girl skip nap time, Minji knew that she would be sleeping before she arrived. “Bye baby,” she whispered, swiping her tears away.

One down… two to go. With Yoona away, she needed to get the others out of the house. She knew that she couldn’t keep Lisa out of this but at least Mina and Sunmi could be sent out… with a little persuasion.

“I’m not playing doctor with anyone,” Sunmi protested as she looked through the ‘care package’ Mina held. “I don’t care how cute they are!”

Mina laughed and pulled her friend from the house. “Stop! I know you missed him. Maybe he missed us… or you.” She swung the bag to her friend and grabbed the tray of cookies and brownies, making sure to grab the one marked ‘For Jake’. “Min, are you sure you can’t come?”

“No, sorry,” Minji kept the answer short. “They’ve been through a lot and just need an extra hand. Since Lisa has to go… just make sure Kyun is ok while she’s gone. Tell the boys I send my love.” She kissed her friend on the cheek and sent them on their way.

“What do you mean he isn’t here?” Jaebeom asked looking for Chanyeol. “Where is he?” He didn’t need to ask more when he saw the satisfied look Minji had on her face. “Seriously? You did this didn’t you?” His question only answered with a shrug.

“Is this going to take long? I have more important things to do,” Lisa whined and grabbed Jungkook as she walked from the house and tothe third of the four identical waiting cars.

Wonho sighed heavily as he tried to usher Changkyun out. “Your dad doesn’t pay me to babysit you. Get the fuck out of here,” he barked at the middle sibling. The second car waiting for them.

To everyone’s surprise, Hanse and Gyu were the most cooperative pair. It was almost unsettling. The last car designated for them.

“I’ll be waiting. We need to make this as smooth as possible. I can’t miss this,” Hongjoong warns JB. He kisses Minji on the cheek and leans against the first car patiently.

JB looked around the oddly empty house and faced Minji. “You don’t trust me? Touché. Taeyong will be here soon… you can’t stop that. Hyunjin will stay with you until we get back since you won’t listen to me.”

“I’m counting on it. I just need to see where his loyalty lies. Good luck JB,” Minji hugs him tightly. “It’s been an honor knowing you as a friend and boss.”

“I don’t know what you’re doing Minji… Just be careful. You’re playing with fire and we both know this isn’t going to end well,” JB said from the door. He wasn’t able to look back at his friend.

Minji stood outside with Hyunjin and watched the four cars leave with her friends. She looked up and down the street for the pair of lights that brought Taeyong with them. “Game on,” she whispered as the crumpled note fell from her hands.

[arminaneka]

Tokyo Revengers parenting | Bonten members! Part 1

Character: Mikey

Theme:Fluff

Mikey: you don’t know if you trust Mikey with your child since that one that one time you told him to feed your daughter because you had to leave for work earlier than usual and he forgot. You were going out of town for a week and you had to leave your daughter with him because she would be a distraction for you. It was the day that you had to leave and before you left you looked at him and asked "Are you sure you can take care of her if you can't you can leave her with her grandma" I'm sure I can take care of her it can't be that hard after all you do it all the time" He said with a small smile. "Do you not trust me with C/N Y/N?" he asked generally confused, "No it's not that, anyways I have to go now make sure you feed her and put her down for a nap" You said while walking down your stairs outside your house and stepping into your car. “Bye I love you both” you said giving your biggest smile.

Mikey and C/N was hanging out in the living room she was playing with her toys and Mikey was just scrolling on his phone. Not long after long C/N started to get grumpy. She started making up her face and make crying noise. Mikey came to his scenes and thought that she was hungry so he went to the kitchen and made her a bottle, he went back into the living room and sat her in the sofa and gave her the bottle to feed herself ( she is old enough to hold the bottle and feed herself). After she was done eating Mikey took the bottle from her "Are you full my love" He asked sweetly she nodded a yes to him. She got up from the sofa and went back to playing with her toys.

A couple of more hours went by and Mikey gave C/N a bath he put her in some comfortable clothes and put her down for her afternoon nap. He went back into the living room cleaning up her toys and other thing. Sometimes later he called you “Hey baby is everything good?” He asked “yea everything is good here, are you guys okay?” You asked a little worried. “Everything is fine I just put C/N down for her nap and now I’m about to go get some sleep before she wakes up, I just wanted to check on you” He said while smiling. “Ohh ok well good to hear, I have to go now by I love you both” “love you too” he said and then hung up.

Now you felt silly because you thought that Mikey would forget to do everything he was supposed to do. Overall experience 7/10

[giggly-squiggily]

Ok so I SHOULD have requested this a few days ago but my stupid brain got scared for some reason.

How about “Always and Forever” with Kazuki and Miri from Buddy Daddies? I just- they’re so cute and you CANT BLAME ME FOR REQUESTING THIS!! (Drink water and take naps if needed, bye bye :3)

*sobs* THEM! Ahhh, my freaking HEART!!! (Honestly mood! You never have to be scared to ask though, friend! You're always welcome here! :3) I love them so freaking much! I don't blame you at all laerkjarjkaj (I shall! Same to you bestie!)

Always and Forever- "Look how red you are! How cute!"

“Miri, what happened?” Kazuki asked with a laugh when his daughter ran out of the daycare. “Your face is all red! It’s so cute!”

“Papa! Papa, I’m a stwabewwie!” She cheered, pointing at the decorative painting on her cheek. The surrounding parts of her cheek and face were painted with long green vines sprouting white flowers. “Isn’t it pwetty?”

“It’s very pretty!” He agreed, gathering her up and resting her on his shoulders. The daycare did mention they were having a mini carnival for the kiddos today to celebrate the first week of Summer; he hadn’t expected face painting to be a part of it. “Look at you, my little strawberry Miri!”

“Hehe! Stwabewwie! Stwabewwie!” She sang, clapping as he started their journey home. “Papa’s a stwabewwie too!”

“Strawberry, Miri! Like- rrrrrr~” He made a rumble noise with his mouth, earning a fresh round of giggles from the girl. “Can you do that?”

“Thhhfffffff!” She tried, but it came out like a fart sound. “I can’t Papa!”

“Sure you can! Just like this- rrrrrr!” He tilted his head to the left as he did so, burying his face into her knee and making her squeal in delight.

“Pahahhahapa, it tihiihihihkles!” She giggled, pulling at his hair when he did it again. “Ahehahahhahaha, Pahahhahapa!”

“Does it now? My my, what a giggly strawberry you are!” Kazuki laughed, giving her one last raspberry as they reached their home. “Mm, strawberries…that makes me rather…HUNGRY!” He reached up to pull her in his arms, blowing a proper one against her cheek just to hear her shriek. “I’m gonna eat you, Straw-Miri!”

“Ahehahhahahaha! Phhahahahahhapahahhahahaha!” Miri cried out, laughing in his arms as he planted a noisy kiss against her forehead. “I’m a straw-Miri!”

“There you go! You’re getting it now.” He put her down to open the door. “Just for that- I’m gonna make strawberry pancakes tonight!”

“Yay! Straw-Miris!” She cheered, running inside their home.

Candy Heart Prompts Are Officially CLOSED!

[enithinggoes]

CREW, part 6

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ANDREA

ANDREA: Hngrh… Yeah, Melissa?

PERMISSION TO CHECK THE CREW’S TEMPERATURE?

ANDREA: Y-yeah, yes please, we’ve all been pretty haggard since we left Sector 38. It feels so cold inside this ship, could you raise the ambient temperature?

CERTAINLY, RAISING GLOBAL SHIP TEMPERATURE BY 2 DEGREES, I WILL BEGIN MEASURING YOUR TEMPERATURE AS WELL. YOUR RECENT SHIVERING IS QUITE CONCERNING.

ANDREA: I’ll be alright, just, just need some rest, that’s why I’ve been letting the folks stay in bed longer, they need the rest.

SO DO YOU

ANDREA: A captain must fight the hardest for their ship.

I HAVE LEARNED THAT THAT KIND OF SELF SACRIFICING MENTALITY UPSETS THE CREW.

ANDREA: … You’re right, can you go into full autopilot towards the nearest planet with a good hospital while I take a little nap?

CERTAINLY

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ANDREA: Ok, Melissa, we’re heading to the hospital now, hold the fort for us, okay?

UNDERSTOOD

MR. WILSON: See ya kiddo. Ah won’t be here to fix anything up so, take good care of yerself while Ah’m gone.

I WILL DO MY BEST, MR WILSON

ANDREA: Everyone ready?

DANIEL: Yeah.

ANDREA: Bye Melissa! We’ll see you soon.

DANIEL: See you around

MR. WILSON: Stay safe.

GOODBYE.

I WILL EAGERLY AWAIT YOUR RETURN

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WELCOME BACK, IT’S BEEN QUITE LONG

ANDREA: Hello, Melissa…

I NOTICE MR. WILSON IS NOT WITH YOU, WILL HE BE STAYING LONGER IN THE HOSPITAL?

ANDREA:  Wilson… Didn’t make it. He won’t be coming back.

OH

I SEE

SHOULD I ERASE HIM FROM THE CREW REGISTER?

ANDREA: No.

ANDREA: Please don’t.

ANDREA: I’m sorry.

UNDERSTOOD

MR. WILSON WILL STAY IN MEMORY.

ANDREA: Let’s get out of here.

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THOUGH PREVIOUSLY THOUGHT TO BE GENERALLY SOLITARY, THERE IS NOW EVIDENCE THAT RACCOONS ENGAGE IN SEX-SPECIFIC SOCIAL BEHAVIOR. RELATED FEMALES OFTEN SHARE A COMMON AREA, WHILE UNRELATED MALES LIVE TOGETHER IN GROUPS OF UP TO FOUR RACCOONS IN ORDER TO MAINTAIN THEIR POSITIONS AGAINST FOREIGN MALES DURING THE MATING SEASON AND AGAINST OTHER POTENTIAL INVADERS. HOME RANGE SIZES VARY ANYWHERE FROM 3 HA (7.4 ACRES) FOR FEMALES IN CITIES, TO 5,000 HA (12,000 ACRES) FOR MALES IN PRAIRIES. AFTER A GESTATION PERIOD OF ABOUT 65 DAYS, TWO TO FIVE YOUNG KNOWN AS "KITS" ARE BORN IN SPRING. THE KITS ARE SUBSEQUENTLY RAISED BY THEIR MOTHER UNTIL DISPERSAL IN LATE FALL

ANDREA: Melissa? What are you doing? There’s nobody in here

MR. WILSON TOLD ME TO READ TO HIM EVERY DAY AT THIS TIME

THERE WAS NO ORDER TO STOP

AND I HAVE NOT FINISHED HIS BOOK

SHOULD I CEASE THIS ACTIVITY?

ANDREA: No.

ANDREA: It’s fine.

ANDREA: I miss him too.

ANDREA: Good night, Melissa

GOOD NIGHT, ANDREA.

[moonlitskinandcrimsonribbons]

When you’re taking a timed test you didn’t realize you had and didn’t study for...

[lyrasfuneral]

𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 ☆. | 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎

category: angst with some fluff

It had been a long time since you and Ayato broke up— To Ayato, the year only felt like 4 months. He was still stuck on you. You and your beauty, it was way too much for him to bear. He genuinely loved you.

For you, the feeling was also mutual.

You remember the day you first met the Yashiro Commissioner. You couldn’t stand the fact that everyone was pushing you around due to many people wanting to talk to him. Fate pushed you into him— And he easily caught you.

“Are you alright, Miss?” He asked. His voice was attractive. Not only that but his looks. The way he gently caressed you with his arm around your waist. Everything seemed to slow down at this moment.

“Yes! I’m fine. I’m sorry about that.”

You didn’t refer to him as the Yashiro Commissioner? You didn’t even say ‘My Lord’…

Ayato liked that. You treated him like he was a normal person. He didn’t like being treated like a Commissioner all the time. He didn’t wanna go through the trouble of finding you again— So he asked his question right then and there.

“May I take you out?”

It took you a second to respond, but you did. “Of course. How should we contact each other?” You questioned, tilting your head. “7:00. I’ll be there on time, and I’ll take you to the best restaurant in Inazuma. How does that sound?” He smiled, finally letting you go. “That sounds great!” You said, about to run to your humble abode—

“Ma’am… I didn’t catch your name. Mine is Kamisato Ayato. You can call me Ayato, of course.” His smile was contagious, you felt your lips spreading into a smile within seconds. “L/N Y/N. A pleasure to meet you... I don’t know if I should give you my address yet. So, just meet me back here, alright?”

“Of course, M’lady.”

Ayato treated you like the most delicate flower in the entire universe. Well, that was until you moved in with him. It seems that you forgot he was the Yashiro Commissioner. He then cleared up his act for a few months and started being with you more.

He asked you to marry him, and you were the happiest you had ever been. The wedding was remarkable, many people had come to see you and Ayato. You thought things would be better.

After you had your child, things got worse. Ayato had kept leaving and not returning for weeks— and sometimes, those weeks. Ayumi didn’t understand why her father kept leaving her. You tried explaining to the two-year-old that her father was a busy man.

“But mama… All of my friends spend time with their dads! It’s not fair!” Ayumi began sobbing as Thoma walked in with her lunch. “Is everything alright, Lady Ayumi?” Thoma smiled, bending down to her height.

“I-I- I want my dad!” Ayumi hugged Thoma tightly and sobbed into his clothing. “Ayumi- Let Thoma go, honey,” Y/N said, trying to grab her daughter. “It’s fine, Y/N. Say, Ayumi. There’s a festival going on in Ritou! How about I take you there?” The blonde smiled, ruffling her hair. “O-Ok… Bye bye, mommy…” Ayumi wiped her tears. “Wait! I have to get her dressed, Thoma.” You said.

“Alright! Let me know when you’re done!” Thoma slid the door shut behind him.

“Hurry! I wanna go with Mr. Thoma!” Ayumi seemed entirely fine now. But... That was the thing with Thoma, he was able to make anyone smile with the littlest of efforts. His smile was contagious, and he was always so cheerful.

Ayato, on the other hand, was now always ignoring you. He’d come home at night, give Y/N a slight smile and turn his attention to Ayumi. He’d go to sleep, and the next morning he’d be gone.

You had finally finished getting Ayumi ready. While watching as they left out, Ayumi smiled while Thoma carried her.

Approximately 5 minutes after that, Ayaka tapped /N’s shoulder. “I’m sorry that Ayato treats you this way... It isn’t fair.” She said, giving you a sad expression. “Thank you, Ayaka.” Y/N didn’t wanna talk to anyone right now.

When she awoke from her nap, Ayato was right there in front of her. “Ayato… Why haven’t you been talking to me?” Y/N asked, rising from her position.

“My apologies, Y/N. I’ve been quite busy with things. I promise me, you, and Ayumi can spend some time together.”

Y/N was sick of hearing the same things. He said this before he left last time. “Ayato! I’m not gonna keep watching our daughter cry because she thinks her father won’t come back.” You shook your head angrily while clenching your fist.

You loved Ayato, but it was time to put the brakes on this relationship. “There’s no need to yell, Y/N. Where’s Ayumi?” Ayato spoke gently, trying to calm you down.

“With Thoma. Astonishingly, she’s spent more time with him than her father.” You scoffed. “Y/N! I spend as much time with Ayumi as I can! I’m doing this to protect the country that we reside in.” Ayato was now fuming with anger.

“I don’t wanna be with you anymore, Ayato. I and Ayumi will stay with Yoimiya.” Y/N began packing her bags while Ayato pinched his nose, trying to find a way to defuse the situation.

“Y/N, I do love you. I promise I’ll spend more time with you and Ayumi. Please don’t leave me.” Ayato pleaded, wrapping his arms around you. His chin lay on top of your shoulder while you continued packing.

You wanted to be with Ayato. You did love him, but not more than your daughter and her happiness. Everyone in Inazuma City thought you and Ayato were the perfect couple. They were incorrect though. They didn’t know about the constant leaving, the pain you and Ayumi went through, or the nights you stayed up late comforting Ayumi.

“I’m sorry, Ayato. I can’t keep going through this. Neither can Ayumi.”

Now to the present. A year after you and Ayato’s break-up. He hadn’t been doing well. If he was being honest, he couldn’t live without you. He hated not waking up with you in his arms. He hated that you weren’t here to make him breakfast. He also hated that he hadn’t seen his daughter.

It wasn’t because of you though. You told Ayato he could see Ayumi whenever he wanted to, but he never came. Only Ayaka and Thoma did. Thoma went over your house frequently and that’s something that the Yashiro Commissioner hated. Thoma was able to be around you, while he forbid himself even thinking about you.

but, that forbidding thing didn’t work, because he thought of you 24/7. You were always on his mind. Did you get a new boyfriend? Did you have another kid? Did you fall in love again? Do you miss him? He wanted to be with you dearly, but he knew he’d fuck up again. He’d keep putting Inazuma’s safety in front of you, but that’s only because he cared about you and all the other people who inhabited this country.

“My Lord, can we talk? It’s important.” Thoma said, walking into Ayato’s bedroom. “Yes, Thoma? Is everything alright?” Ayato asked, lapis eyes staring into Thoma’s jade ones.

“Me and Y/N… We’re dating. We’ve been dating for 4 months.” Thoma admitted, playing with his fingers. Ayato dropped his calligraphy pen in shock— Mouth wide open while Thoma sheepishly stared at him.

Thoma got with his ex-wife without a thought. How long has he been planning on getting with Y/N? Did Y/N cheat on him with Thoma while they were together? Was Thoma the reason they broke up?

There were so many questions swirling through his brain, and he couldn’t help but be embarrassed that he was still stuck on you. Normal people would’ve moved on and lived happily ever after— but he would sit in his room depressed while waiting for you to walk through the door.

“My Lord? Are you listening?”

Ayato gave Thoma a stern look and stood up. “Did Y/N cheat on me with you?” Ayato questioned, gripping the handle of his sword. “My Lord, of course not. That sounds nothing like me or Y/N. I and Y/N decided to move to Mondstadt since it’s my native country. That means I can’t work for you anymore.” The blonde sulked, giving Ayato a sad look.

“With this new information… Did you expect me to be upset about your departure? Goodbye and good riddance, Thoma.” The Commissioner scoffed, picking up his calligraphy pen. “Y/N was right about you… You never take accountability for your actions. Don’t worry though, I’ll treat her right.” Thoma slammed the door behind him.

After that, Ayato broke down crying. You did have a new boyfriend. That new boyfriend was his best friend— So not only did he lose you, but he lost his best friend.

He was embarrassed. The Yashiro Commissioner has been divorced and now his ex-wife was with his best friend. The same ex-wife that he cried about. The same ex-wife he cherished, but not enough.

If he really did cherish you, he wouldn’t have left you alone all those nights. How did he think you felt? You were practically raising Ayumi by yourself. You were laying down by yourself each night because your husband was engrossed in his job as Inazuma’s Yashiro Commissioner.

“Brother… Did Thoma tell you?” Ayaka asked, watching Ayato wipe his tears. “They’re together.. and they’re moving to Mondstadt.” Ayato sniffled, putting his pen down. “O-Oh... He didn’t tell you anything else, brother?” Ayaka fumbled with her fingers. “No... What’s wrong, Ayaka?” He asked, finally walking towards her. “Him and Y/N… They might be getting married in a few months.”

Ayato’s heart cracked and shattered.

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[iwadori]

Haikyu boys when they make you insecure PT 1 (Kenma,Kuroo)

Part 1 Part 2  Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6.

Word Count:3k 

genre: angst, fluff

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Kenma:

You and Kenma have been in a long distance relationship for a while.

Both of you stream, Kenma doing it seriously for his job and you just playing it for fun,

Sometimes you stream together of course but because of your difference in audiences and games you don’t do it all the time

“Bye guys! Hope you enjoyed todays stream” You wave off to the camera and shut off your PC taking a few sips of water.

Kenma: Hey.. nice stream today Y/N are you going to watch mine?

Y/N: Of course I will 

Kenma: Ok talk to you later

Y/N: okayy <3

Kenma is what inspired you to stream, he also taught you all the ins and outs of streaming making sure you were set and ready. Your gaming style was very relaxed and friendly as you obviously weren’t streaming as a career just for fun and to make friends with your online viewers. The games you played were usually: minecraft, COD, Sims 4, Roblox, Animal crossing and *Insert your favourite game here* the way I literally named all the games I play 

You wait for Kenmas stream to start, kind of excited as you’ve always loved seeing your boyfriend in his ‘element’ when it comes to playing to games. As your boyfriends stream starts you see he’s already chosen what game he is playing today which is to your surprise Call of duty, since that was the game you were playing earlier.

As he gets into the stream you are entertained, as always since Kenma was being his usual self laughing at his own deadpan jokes and interacting with his viewers. He is currently waiting for his capture the flag game to start so as he waits he decides to read some comments in the chat.

You’re used to the usual ‘Kenma where is Y/N I miss your usual streams together’ or ‘kenma please RAIL me’ which always makes you laugh. You were also used to the common hate comments Kenma and You both got on your streams but you were definitely not ready for this..

@ Ihatewomanandiamadick : Hey Kenma did you see your girls stream today she is so dog shit at COD lmaoooo jhdfkjdrhdrr

“Well hello ihatewomenandiamadick” started Kenma “but yes I did see Y/N stream and obviously she is not the best at games and I would definitely NOT ask her to team with me for any serious gaming competitions ... but she’s fun to watch I guess” as he finished speaking about you his game loaded up so he focused his attention on that the words he just spoke going to the back of his mind as they end up at the forefront of yours.

You obviously knew you were no match for Kenma’s gaming expertise but you didn’t expect him to publicly agree with a hate comment let alone add more of his imput on you. Did he really think that about you? ‘She’s fun to watch I guess’ did he not even enjoy your streams that much?

You wanted to distract yourself, and you definitely couldn’t do that watching him so you close off of his stream and get in your bed deciding to watch your favourite show. 

Waking up at 6pm after your sad nap, you see that Kenma has left some messages to you,

Kenma: hey did you watch my stream?

Kenma: do you want to facetime later and play some minecraft..?

Kenma: y/n r u ok??

Y/N: oh hey cnt play minecraft w you rn not really in the mood..

Kenma: oh ok..

Time passed since then a month to be exact and you basically dropped off of the face of the earth, you weren’t in the mood to do anything let alone game and stream, which was a constant reminder of your boyfriend (something you didn’t want at the time.) 

You felt embarrassed over all the things he said about you and all the things you now think he thinks about you and the way you play. Maybe he thinks even worse things about you, beyond just how you game? What if he doesn’t even genuinely like you...or he has someone else...it does make sense, you do both live miles and miles away from eachother AND he’s a big streamer you see the amount of girls in his comments.

You shake your head to erase your protruding thoughts coming in your mind, but it doesn’t really help. You and Kenma haven’t spoken much over this month he tried to constantly reach out to you at first but you assume he got bored over your constant, repetitive dry texts. So you were almost content with you and Kenma not even being in a relationship anymore.

However on Kenma’s side, he was beyond worried about you. Since you haven’t been streaming or barely responded to his texts he thought something happened to you, but he didn’t want to be seen as ‘overstepping boundaries’ if there was nothing wrong at all with you and you simply were just ‘not in the mood.’ 

So here he is, in Kuroo’s apartment trying to get him to help him out on finding out what is wrong with you.

“So kenma can you remember what happened the day when Y/N went ‘ghost’“ asked Kuroo in a mock detective voice

“Y/N didn’t go ‘ghost’ Kuro, and take this seriously” said Kenma “I’m worried bout her”

“Okay fine, but for real what’s the last thing you remember before she started acting all weird.” 

“Umm I think it was around a month ago I did my saturday stream and I think she was on it but she didn’t leave her usual nice comments throughout”

“Ohh that was the stream when you sai-” Kuroo said before pausing his words as the memory of what Kenma said about you on his stream came in his mind, as even Kuroo thought it was a tad bit harsh for Kenma to say all those things “I think I know why Y/N has been so distant kiddo”

“What why?” Asked Kenma

Kuroo pulls out his phone and brings up the clip off what Kenma said and Kenma’s face cringes ‘did he really say all those things about you’ he thinks. 

“Shit.. I didn’t know I said all of that” he said quietly “how do I make it up to her?”

“There’s only one thing you can really do Kenma” said kuroo

You are woken up out of your sleep by a knock on the door. Getting out your bed like a zombie, you trudge to your front door only surprised by what you see. There in his 5′6 glory stood your ‘boyfriend’ Kenma with a controller and a kitten teddy in his hand. You were very tempted to shut the door in his face and get back to your dreamless sleep but you waited on him to speak.

“Hi Y/N” he said quietly “wanna play some minecraft...?”

“Why so you can ridicule me on how shit I am?” You ask bitterly ready to shut the door on him

“No! No not all” he said stopping you from shutting the door entering your place “Y/N i’m really sorry on what I said, I wasn’t thinking AT ALL... I love watching your streams and I think you’re great at playing games...I was just being a dick,”

You take a deep breath before tears pool in your eyes “what you said really hurt me kenma..” you say “ I know people say shitty things on the internet all the time... it’s the internet. But I wasn’t expecting you to agree with the hater and say even more shitty things on top of that.. I don’t think I want to even stream anymore”

Upon hearing that, Kenma’s mouth parts open with shock ‘you dont want to stream anymore’ were his comments that bad? Now he feel even worse as he should and is now more determined to make things right. 

He impulsively drags your arm into your game room, catching your surprise ‘what is he up too?’ you think. He stops for a second seeing your usual pristine gaming set up, collected up with dust. 

“What are you do-” you start 

“Just wait!” He says, as he rushes away turning on all your stuff and logging onto his twitch account as he sees the views go up he starts to speak

 “Hi guys, its me kodzuken and today I’m here on stream with my beautiful girlfriend and today I want to say..” he turns to you “Y/N im so sorry for the horrible things I said to you that day... I was just being a dick and I’m sorry I really am.”

You look at the chat and you see some confusion and some people recalling his words from last month. “It’s fine Kenma, I forgive you” you say giving him a hug”

“Okay Y/N, so what do you say... wanna beat my ass at bed wars?” He says with a smirk 

“When have I ever loss?” you return his smirk

Of course you did beat his ass as bed wars for rounds on rounds never losing proving yourself to actually be a good gamer girl. You enjoyed your time with Kenma, forgetting what he said before about you and moving on. 

Eventually, you guys moved in together and streamed together all the time and yes you still do play for fun but you’ve gotten way better at COD (some may say better then Kenma) but who is better didn’t matter to any of you, as long as you got to play together that’s all you both cared about.

Kuroo:

Kuroo and you have been together since you were in your first year of high school 

You met as friends first when you got him to tutor you in chemistry ( a subject you still aren’t that good at.)

Now you have your upcoming entrance exams for university in a month so your school has you doing mock exams in preparation for them.

20%

You look down at your chemistry paper that your teacher just handed you. 20%. You’re surprised, very surprised since out of all your subjects (that you go 90+% on) you studied on the chemistry test the hardest ensuring Testurou, that you didn’t need his help at all. But I guess it turns out, you did.

This failing mock grade put a blunder on your day, you didn’t interact with anyone and didn’t want to see your boyfriend so you skipped your usual routine of meeting him on the rooftop and went to the library instead ‘might aswell start early on your studying’ you thought.

As you were going over your chemistry topics, you hear an ‘ahem’ next to you and you turn your head only to find your boyfriend and his friends next to you. Kuroo with his usual goofy smile on his face. 

“Hey kitten where were you at lunch?” he asked 

“Needed to go to the library, Chemistry is kicking my ass” you mumbled 

“Oya” he said as he noticed your chemistry test laying under your textbook “20%, well damn Y/N I knew you were stupid, but I didn’t know you were that stupid” he laughed doing his stupid usual hyena-like laugh.

Ouch well that hurt. You slightly flinched at his words, “Really your name, you didn’t know the molecular formula for ethanol, that’s first year work” he said continuing to laugh “I’m pretty sure that’s one of the first things I tutored you on when we first met” 

His overbearing laughter was not good for you, you were already having a bad day and yes you do know your not that good at chemistry but you didn’t need your chemistry-enthusiast boyfriend to make fun of you for failing. Kenma and Yaku stood there awkwardly obviously aware of how bad Kuroo is making you feel but they didn’t really know how to stop his friend in the moment.Whilst he’s still dying of laughter you decide to pack up your stuff and leave the library.

You managed to get your Chemistry tutor to let you retake your mock paper in a week so that means, extra hard studying with no distractions you definitely can’t fail again. Since studying on your own was definitely not a good option, and you couldn’t go to Kuroo (especially after he ridiculed you) you decided to ask the second smartest person you know to tutor you.

Y/N: Hey Yaku! Can I ask you a favour?

Yaku: Hi Y/N what do you need??

Y/N: I have my chemistry retake next week, and as you know from your loud-loud friend I failed my recent test so can you tutor me?? 

Y/N: Pleaseeee

Yaku: Ok Y/N why can’t you ask Kuroo you know that he’d be more than happy to help

Y/N: Yakuu pleasee just help me out 

So there you was, nearly a week done with your study sessions with Yaku and you’re feeling way more confident than before. 

“Y/N what is the functional group of a Carboxylic Acid” Yaku asked

“umm... COO?” 

“Great! that’s correct Y/N” he praises i dont actually know if it’s correct or not

You then hear a knock at Yaku’s front door and hear his mum let the person in, Kuroo then enters Yaku’s bedroom with shock plastered on his face surprised to see you here.

“Y/N...hey?” he says confused “what are you doing here?”

“Oh Mori-chan is just helping me with chemistry for my retake tommorow” you say nochalantly internally smiling at the twinge in Kuroo’s face at the purposeful use of Yaku’s first name.

“So why didn’t you ask me to help you know I’m a chemistry whiz” he asks

“Maybe I’m too stupid to be taught under your tutelage” you mumble “since I seem to forget whatever you teach me, even when it’s 3 years ago... but ok”

“Y/N I-” he starts 

“Oh save it Kuroo, I have studying to do” you say cutting him off

“But I-” he tries

“So Mori-chan COOH is the function group of ethyl ethonate right?” you ask ignoring your boyfriend who is now at a lost for words

“ummm yeah it is” says yaku who is clearly feeling heavily awkward at the tension in his bedroom.

Kuroo leaves and you and yaku finish off the studying for the night, you did feel a little bad for being a bit mean to Kuroo but it’s karma for him being a dick to you. 

You wake up the next day ready for your exam which was first thing in the morning, before you hand in your phone you see a message from Kuroo,

Kuroo: I know you’re still mad at me, but I think you’re going to do so well on this test. You’re not stupid at all, you’re really smart and I love you < 3 

Kuroo: Good luck Y/N

You don’t respond to the message but smile at the sincerity of it and thankful for the boost of confidence it gave you before you start your exam.

Finishing the exam with a smile, you were confident you did well as everything you and Yaku went over was on the paper and you’re almost certain you atleast got more than 75%. You have to wait an hour before your teacher can give you your results, so in the meantime you might aswell reconcile with Kuroo.

When you exit the classroom, standing there was Kuroo who seemed to have been waiting for you for the whole duration of the exam.

“So how was it?” Kuroo asked, apprenhensive as he assumed you would just ignore him like you did at Yaku’s house.

“It was fine, I think it went alright..” you say

“Kuroo”

“Y/N”

You say simultaneously, he pauses for a second to let you speak “I’m sorry I was being so stand offish when we were at Yaku’s I just wanted you to see I could do it on my own, and when you called me stupid I really took that to heart since you and I both know that Chemistry wasn’t ever my best subject” 

“I’m sorry too, I didn’t mean to make you feel bad, and since it was only a practice test I didn’t think you’d take it to heart but I am sorry I know you aren’t stupid.”

Before you got to say anything else, your Chemistry teacher exited the room with your chemistry paper in hand. Kuroo grabbed your hand anticipating your nerves and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Miss L/N” said your teacher “Well done on your chemistry test” he turned your test around to sure a perfect 100%. Both you and Kuroo gasped, you were elated to say the least you wanted to jump up and down in excitement but a PERFECT 100%.

“I’d also like to add that you have now got the top chemistry score in the school beating the previous title holder Kuroo Testurou” said your teacher, this made Kuroo open his mouth even wider in surprise nearly making you giggle at his response. 

Your teacher took his leave, leaving you and Kuroo in the hallway “ I guess i’m the chemistry whizz now “ you say wiggling your eyebrows just as Kuroo did to you before at Yaku’s this made him chuckle as he came to put his arm around you.

“Y/N don’t get ahead of yourself now, you may have won this battle but I will win the war” he said smiling

In the final exam, you continue your winning streak also getting a near 100% and still beating Kuroo which didn’t matter to either of you, now you’re just like him cracking chemistry puns and jokes all the time which none of your friends appreciated but atleast Kuroo found them SODIUM funny.

AN: Please kill me for the last line of Kuroos, I didn’t really like Kuroo’s since it was a bit self indulgent with my hate for chemistry but what do you guys think?

[storytimewithanonwriter]

Songbird

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Part 8

Single Mom!reader x Tasm!Peter

Taglist

@venomsvl @diasnohibng @lu123sworld

@paw-sneeze, @harryownsmysoultpwk @fairyy27 @gwenstacy-ghostspider

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Warning for series: fluff, a cute baby, mention of food, mention of sex, implied sex, blood, and injuries, curse words, the use of y/n…, nicknames for the reader: love, bird, songbird, birdie ( probably more), not the best writing and lots of typos !! Lol

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Hi all!! I hope you are having a wonderful week! Here is the next installment of Songbird! I have been working on a requested one-shot… I’m super excited about so be on the lookout for it! This part …🥰🥰🥰! I hope you enjoy! My requests are open! Love ya!!-K

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“ Sooo… how it going with Peter ?” Eliza had been busy with a court case the past week. She stopped by to say hey to Maisie during pizza night, and you hadn’t seen her since.

“ it’s been great. Val took Maze on Saturday so we could have a date night. The girls loved having a baby spa day. I loved having my apartment alone with my boyfriend.”

“ I bet you did!” She laughed into the phone.

“ Shut it! When are you done? Maze keeps asking for you.”

“ Tell MJ Auntie Liza I am almost done with this case! I will be done tomorrow just have some closing stuff. Shopping and lunch! And you can have a day with Peter! It will be great. “

“ MJ?”

“Yep! I think it’s cute! Maisie Jane shorten to MJ.”

“It is cute! I really need the day to get stuff for someone’s birthday. She wants a Piderella birthday!?! How the hell am I gonna pull that one off?”

“ Ah! You have the theatre hive mind . They can figure it out.”

“ True! Hey, Peter just walked in. We are gonna go to dinner early. He has to go over help May with a few things tonight.”

“Bye love you”

“ Bye!”

“ Hi honey!” You smiled “ let me get Maisie and we can head out. Are you ok?”

Peter smiled. He was exhausted. He had been out late the night before patrolling and then had work.

“ I’m tired that’s all.”

“ We don’t have to go out. We can order in or I can cook. Ooo! I can make that pasta dish I have wanted to try!”

“If that’s what you want to do , I’m ok with that.” He smiled.

“ Alright, a night in it is! You sit! Take a nap! Maisie and I will cook .” You smiled.

“ I’m fine honestly.” Peter smiled

“ I will come get you when dinner is ready.”

Peter ended up falling asleep on your couch.

“ My Pete sleep . He very sleepy.” Maisie said as you walked past him. You had already gave Maisie her dinner and her bath. It was time to put her to bed.

As she walked past Peter, she patted his head.

“ good night my Pete.”

Once Maze fell asleep, you returned to the living room to find Peter waking up.

“ Good Morning , Sleeping beauty” you smiled .

“ How long was I out? “ Peter yawned.

“ Well, Maisie and I cooked. She ate and had her bath. Now, she is zonked out. So…. About an hour and a half.” You smiled

“ Birdie, I’m so sorry . We were..”

“Pete, stop it. It’s ok. You needed rest. You ready to eat?”

“Yeah, I’m starving !”

You two are diner. Peter helped you clean up the kitchen before giving you a quick kiss goodbye.

He had to do Spider-Man things tonight. Since he came home from Peter 1’s universe, Peter made more time for Peter Parker things. Often nowadays, Peter has to make himself do Spider-Man things. He would much rather spend his time with you.

Tonight was one of those nights. He had heard buzz about something happening at the docks, so he had to check it out. After he left your place, he headed there. He wanted to try to make it home to you. He stayed by the docks for hours to no avail. He finally decided to head home when he heard the sirens.

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Peter tried keeping spider-man out of his personal life. After Gwen, he didn't want to risk anything happening to anyone he cared about. You and Maisie were at the top of the list. The less you know about Peter’s connection to Spider-Man, the better. Peter was going to keep Spider-Man far away from you and Maisie. The closest he came to revealing his second identity was the night he crashed into something while returning from Peter One's universe, and you came up to investigate. He keeps in mind what Peter two told him. And he decided to keep his secret as long as he could from you and Maisie.

But tonight, he needed help. He headed toward the sirens to find a robbery in progress. Peter went to stop the getaway car only to be hit and drug for four blocks. He was in so much pain. He knew he would need someones to help, but he didn’t have anywhere to go to get it. So, he came to the place he felt the safest with you. May was at work so he couldn’t see her for help. So, dressed in his suit, he knocked on your bedroom window. Your light came on, and you peeked out of the baby blue curtains in your bedroom.

Opening the window “ Spider-Man, holy shit! What are you doing here? Oh my god, your hurt. “

He spoke, trying to change his voice so you couldn’t recognize him .“ Hi, I was in the neighborhood and got banged up pretty bad. I know your boyfriend, Peter. He takes photos of me sometimes. I went to see if he could help, but he was not home. I remember him saying that his girlfriend lived downstairs from him. And she was very kind….”

“ come in, come in. Yeah... Uh, I can help you... yeah, no problem at all. We just have to be quiet. My daughter is sleeping in the next room. “

“oh, yeah ok “

You helped Spider-Man into your bedroom through the window.

“ you can sit here” pointing to your bed. Looking over the injured hero, you ask,

“can you take the top half of your suit? “. You looked over what was left of his suit, your shutter. Poor Pider has a rough night. “I can see why you needed someone’s help. Too many boo-boos to fix by yourself, huh?”

“ boo-boos? “ he laughed. “Yeah, give me a second “ Peter peeled off the top part of the tattered suit. You watch and shutter as he winced in pain.

“ so, can I ask you what happened?” You asked as you gathered supplies and began to work on Spider-Man’s injuries.

“ bank robbery, the getaway car hit me. Then proceeded to drag me a few blocks. “

“ Oh, shit. That doesn't sound very good. Does this happen a lot?

“ injuries are a part of the job.” Peter laughed, then sighed.“ It’s a lot sometimes .”

“ I can only imagine! What is it like being a superhero? Do you enjoy it? Sorry! I’m asking a lot of questions. It’s just not every day you meet Spider-Man. “

“ I don’t mind . I guess being a “superhero” is ok… it’s hard to have a normal life , because of the mask….I have been trying to make time for typical me. “

“ normal you, it’s crazy to think you literally could be anybody! I mean I could know you. It’s just wild to think about it… it’s good that you take time for “ normal you” . You may be a superhero, but you need to take care of yourself out of the mask as well.”

you smiled at Peter . Your smile always warmed him up.

He was lost in your eyes for a moment before saying “ alright, love. You keep asking me questions; only think it fair I get to ask you something now.”

“ Sure, Pider .”

Peter smiled at the name Maisie called him all the time. Peter knew what it meant, but Spider-Man didn’t.

“ Pider?”

“ oh, Maisie, my daughter, calls you “ Pider” she is almost two and can’t quite get Spider-Man out. She used to call you “er,” and then came “ pider.” It made Peter so jealous! She would say “Pider” and would only call him “ p” for the longest time .” You laughed, thinking of Peter’s reaction. “She broke her arm two weeks ago, and Peter got her a plush Spider-Man. She takes it everywhere. “Pider sleep. Pider eats “ it’s very adorable. I had to make him a matching costume for her spring show. And I’m pretty sure he will be Toto’s you in the Wizard of Oz at my school. My students made Maisie Toto… I’m sorry I’m rambling.”

You were right. It was utterly adorable.“ No! No! That’s very sweet. So, I know your daughter’s name now, but what is yours? “

“ Oh! Yeah, I’m y/n! Sorry! Wow, I guess I’m just starstruck! it’s nice to meet you Spider-Man.”

“ that’s a beautiful name.” Peter smiled under his mask.

You smiled

Hissing in pain as you disinfected a cut on Peter’s back, he pulled away slightly.

“ oh, I’m so sorry! This next one will hurt pretty badly as well, but good news, I’m almost done with this part. I still have to get gravel out of a few wounds …. But you don’t need stitches! Which is good for you because I'm terrible at them, you should ask Peter! I have Princess bandaids or bandaids with well you on them for the small boo-boos. And every time someone gets a boo-boo on this apartment, they get a feel better prize. So, I have stickers, gummy bears, and coffee. I also have stronger things like shots, wine, or beer if that’s what you need. Your choice!”

Peter laughed at you. He loved how generous and kind you were to a (kind of) total stranger. You were indeed yourself with everyone you met.

“ I’m going to go with gummy bears and princess bandaids. “

“Nice choices, Mr. Spider-Man. I would have chosen the same. “

“ you wouldn't choose band-aids for me,” you both laughed “ I’m going to have to tell Peter to thank you. He was right about you.”

“ No, thank you. You do so much for this city. I don’t think you get enough credit. What was Peter say about me?”

“He said you were kind, caring, smart, funny, and beautiful. He said that he thinks he is falling hard for you. I … uhh .. saw him the day after your first date. He said, “ I'm going to marry her one day .”

“ he said all that?”

“He did.”

“ I'm going to marry her someday,” you said to yourself quietly and smiled.

You both sat in silence as you finished pulling gravel out of his wounds and cleaning them.

“Well, Pider, you are all fixed. “You smiled.

The sounds of Maisie crying filled the air.

“ Ahh, Princess MJ has awoken Sir Spider. I must be off. “

Peter froze . MJ. He never heard you call Maisie “MJ”.

“ MJ?”

“ Yeah, Maisie Jane. My sister started calling her MJ recently, and I kinda picked up on it.“ you laughed.

MJ. Every Peter Parker had a May, Ben, Ned, and y/n. Peter had found everyone except “his” MJ. He honestly thought he didn’t have an MJ like the others. The Peters’ lives were similar, but not the same, just like Peter 2 said. Peter One’s y/n is one of his best friends. Peter Two’s y/n is the babysitter. And you are well... His songbird, his best friend, turned into his girlfriend and, hopefully someday, his wife. Peter One’s Ned is his best friend. Peter Two’s Ned is his doorman, and your Peter’s Ned is the new guy at the lab. Both of the other Peter’s MJ are their loves. He decided the day he returned that you, his songbird, were the one he had been looking for. So, he didn't seek out “his” MJ. But he never had to look for her; he had his MJ all along. Maisie was Peter’s MJ. Someone he loves and cares about. Maisie, who he has watched, grow up over the past year. Maisie, who, every morning, Peter hears the pitter-patter of her feet as she runs across the floor. Maisie, who calls him “ my Peter.” Peter’s mind was racing. It all made sense. Maise is his MJ.

“ Umm...Pider? Are you there? “ Peter was lost in his thoughts.

“Yeah, sorry.”

“ Well, ok... Umm. Anyway, you can stay here in my room. Get comfortable and rest. Maisie will be up for a while, or if she falls back asleep, it will be on me in the bed. You don’t have to stay, but you do seem exhausted. “

“ mama! “Maise cried

Peter was still processing everything. He also was so tired that he could think clearly, to begin with. He honestly hated the thought of having to move anymore this evening. “I honestly don't think I can move yet, so I'm just staying here for a bit. Thank you for everything, y/n. “

“ Anytime, Pider.if you need anything just let me know.” And you were off, leaving Peter to his thoughts.

[justwritedreams]

Haechan discovering by accident that you like him

Note: I enjoy headcanons so much that I needed to try this actually happened to me the other night with my nephew so yall know it's a reason to bring it

Ok so you and Haechan are very close

Like really close

He comes to your house when he is bored or lonely

Or just to annoy you

He loves to do that to see you "angry" at him

Tbh you actually can’t get angry at him, the moment you lock your eyes on him both of you are laughing

He thinks you're so cute pretending to be mad

Even though that you two have so much intimacy and complicity you never let him take your phone

LIKE EVER

Because he would see that he's your lockscreen

And it would be so obvious that you're in love with him

Just imagine it

He would never shut up about it IF he finds out

So you're cautious, and it was working until now

It's your day to babysitting your nephew that you absolutely adore and then

Haechan comes, he had finished the new dream album and wanted to see you

But of course he stole all the atention because your nephew likes that man so much

They're two babies that get along so well you just look at them like (｡♡‿♡｡)

Eventually Haechan goes to the kitchen while you're at your phone

Your nephew gets closer and you're ready to play with him while Haechan is not there

But he see your phone and point to the screen

Asking who is the man on it

And thinking that Haechan would take sooo long in the other side of your house you just answer:

"Well it should be my boyfriend but it's not"

Even though your nephew doesn't really understand because he's like one year and a half

But girl you didn't even saw Haechan looking over your shoulder (๑•﹏•)

He came back to ask if you wanted him to order anything when he overheard the conversation and got curious like

Why you didn't said that you have a crush???

However he really didn't expect to see his face in your lockscreen before goes black

He liked a LOT knowing that

And he let that evil smile appear without you notice because

DAMN you're so screwed

He would tease you until the end

He wouldn't let that opportunity go

Sooo when you finally get your nephew to take a nap in your bed, Haechan is smiling

In THAT way

You knew something was up but completely clueless

So you just ask "Why you're smiling at me like that?"

And Haechan does that thing with his tongue that you secret love

"Nothing, oh btw I saw that I'm your lockscreen"

And you just (@_@)

Oh no

oH SHIT

He saw

And it wasn't like you have an argument to say otherwise

Your lockscreen it's him dancing Love Shot by Exo in the Highway to Heaven MV behind the scene

That 10 seconds clip it's the death of you so why not put it on your phone to see every time?

Haechan laughs because you didn't said anything

Just staring at the wall like was electrocuted or something

You tried to give an excuse when he turned his unlocked phone to you and

You were his lockscreen too!!!

And he says "I can't believe that we both like each other and none of us knew it (─.─||"

"Why did you put a pic of me slepping with my mouth wide open Haechan??? You look literally a god in the video but I look like a homeless."

You slap his arm embarassed with your cheeks burning but he just went

"What can I do? It's the reality ¯\_ಠ_ಠ_/¯"

You look at him like "hey do you wanna fight?"

But he comes closer and hugs you, saying "stop whine babe, my heart it's already yours."

And you just hold him tight because he's so warm ಥ‿ಥ

bYE I gotta go cry in the corner

[ludwigplayingthetrombone]

Gentiste origins Ch 5! Picks back up on genji and bap trying out being friends with benefits with a lil mchan cameo! a bit spicy, but the censored version. tw for blood and injury at the very end panel and alot of bare chests. ALSO this is mostly from genji’s pov to clarify

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The battles are coming more frequently, more intensive. The stakes are rising, and the pressure is immense.

However, having him to come back to is, so lovely

Bap: sTOP! You know i’m ticklish. Genji monologue: He’s lovely. We fell into this so easily. An intimacy I have missed.

A practical agreement to spare us both during a war... Until he made it complicated. Bap: You don’t have to leave. Genji: Forgive me, Jean. I forgot my meds for the night. Bap: Ok,  bòn nwi. Mono: If I stay, I’m afraid we;d go somewhere I can’t backpedal from

Genji: I need to charge my limbs. Bap: No problem, Good night! Genji: I forgot my toothbrush Bap: ok! Genji: I’m sorry, I have a meeting with- Bap: it’s fine, be safe Genji: You’re leaving?

Bap: Yes, I’m actually late. You stay as long as you’d like. By the way, I got you some stuff to keep here in case you stay. In the drawer. Genji: Ok!

Bap: See ya! [door closing] Genji: A few things?

Things in drawer: Favorite hygiene products, toothbrush and toothpaste, place to keep meds, maintenance chords, Balms and muscle rubs, comfy clothes Genji: Fuck off

[SCREAM] My standards were on the FLOOR before, he’s perfection. [japanese] I’ve lost my touch. Falling so easily in my old age of 35. I’ve never thought, but... Could I have a future with him? Am I emotionally capable of-

Genji: Mind too busy, so nap... I’m being sent to Numbani again. Satya and I made a roll cake, so I brought you a piece before Brigitte eats it. Bap: ooo!! Thank-you! Be safe!

Genji: Bye Mei: Hey!

Bap: My heart is racing. Genji: Genji here. Bap: Hey, Genj, I’m back on base. Are you busy? Genji: Give me a half an hour. I am with sojourn at the moment. Bap: Ah, take your time then! If you’d like, I wanna see you sometime tonight. Genji: [soft]I want to see you as well.

Bap: Genji... I know we do this everytime, but if you would like to stay, I would like that. Genji: I know you would. Bap: I don’t want you to think...

Genji: When we were boys, Hanzo said I was a nightmare to share a futon with. So be warned.

Genji: I can’t believe you’re wearing that still.Bap: I don’t back down from a challenge! Also, it’s cute! Genji: Wha? Why’d you move your bed? Bap: So you don’t have to lay on your flesh arm! Genji: JEAN [He did all of this. He got all the machines I said I needed. And remembered my meds]

Made me as comfortable as possible

Just so I’ll stay.

[bap yawns] Genji: I am able to relax fully now

I spent so much time worrying I’d be considered too clingey, but he doesn’t mind at all. The sex is great, but not expected. Often, we just laze around,

Enjoy other forms of intimacy, Exist in eachother’s space, and just talk for hours

Someone to hold. Someone to confide in. Someone to fight for. I feel so happy.

Winston: Get as many people you can out of the building and secure the surrounding area! Lucio: Get clear! Building’s too far gone! Jess: No, Han’s still- [rumbling]

Reporter: The building’s coming down Jess: [desperate screaming] HANZO!! Rein: McCree, stop!! It’s too danger- Jess: HANZO’S IN THERE

Jess: We gotta get him outta there! Rein, PLEASE!  Genji: C’mon, Hanzo! Rein: JESSE

Jess: Rein, there’s survivors! Get them to Baptiste! Rein: Right! Jess: Ang, Han’s hurt! [voice shaking] Hey, I got you, Han! rest your weight on me. Winston: Oh thank goodness Genji: I’m gonna kill him Jess: Are you sure you’re ok, baby? Genji: Oh no. Ang: You called for a doc- [Genji: oh well...]

At least I don’t have to keep that secret anymore.

[fairyfuyu]

its raining again | ken ryuguji

summary: a familiar face shows up in your life when you had lost the only family you ever had, reminding you of hope for the future

wc: 4.8k

content: sfw, ken & reader are in their twenties, modern au not canon at alllllll literally no one else is mentioned other than draken and gang shit is no where to be seen, mentions of death, descriptions of grief & mourning after losing a loved one, sick family members, mention of vomit, suggestive talk but nothing explicit is written, pregnancy, ANGST, character death, nightmares, a lot of crying, absolutely heart wrenchingly sad i am so sorry

a/n: this is incredibly personal to me and a love letter to my emotionally unavailable father. i had a dream and wrote this in one day. idk. please don't ask about him

literally dont even read this idk why it exists its just depressing and sad but also im in love w draken and desire him in my life terribly ok bye dont talk to me lol

You crept through the empty foyer of the house, still in the darkness and quieter than ever. The house that lived in your memories as being filled with laughter, family and friends carrying on into the latest hours of the night, was now empty, devoid of any of its former glory. Just a collection of walls and floors, whose purpose now was the simple task of providing shelter.

Footsteps light and cautious, you continued to pad through the house, staring out of the front door at the large yard just feet away. It, like the house, was empty, save for a single tree that framed the house beautifully--something visitors always loved to comment on. You remember all the times you spent napping under that tree in the summer months when you were younger, your father teaching you to climb it’s sturdy trunk at the ripe age of seven, and at seventeen, your first kiss beneath the tree’s arms. For a fleeting moment, a smile tugged at your lips in remembrance. Until, your eyes forced themselves to glimpse at the new stone that stood at its base, right next to the old, weathered one. The smile faded immediately. As if it had never appeared.

Dawn came, and soon the desolate house was filled with people, familiar faces yet so foreign to you. They were sad. And so were you. The house became a place of mourning against your will, comments of I’m so sorry for your loss and he was such a good man going in one ear and out the other. You couldn’t bring yourself to face them. To give them a genuine acknowledgement. A passive nod was all you would respond with; the ache in your chest made you physically unable to utter any word of any kind. Even if they were in regard to the only member of your family you had left. Now, he is gone. And you were left alone in this house.

It was in January that your father informed you of his sickness, and the following August he was gone.

It’s always been the two of you, for as long as you could remember. Your mom had died soon after you were born, and your father never missed a chance to tell you how you were just like her, a spitting image of her. It was almost like she was still with him, he’d say. You had her eyes. Her smile. Her laugh.

You think you feel similar now to how he felt when she passed. It couldn’t have been easy for him, all of a sudden so alone in taking care of an infant. Unlike you, though, he didn’t watch her suffer for long. It was over quick, he told you when you were older. The doctors said she didn’t feel any pain. I’m happy about that.

You wish your father had the same fate as her. Car accident. Over before he could even realize it happened. But he was not so lucky.

Your father suffered many months before his passing. His body slowly killed himself, and he couldn’t do anything about it. His fate was sealed before he even knew he was sick. The time bomb ticked away unknowingly within him, until the day he walked himself into the doctor’s office.

Two months later, he told you. Best case scenario, he survived till the end of the year. Worst case scenario, he disappears in his sleep.

That game of roulette was taxing on you, prying you out of any and all relationships you had formed in your adulthood, bringing you back home to take care of your bedridden parent. You stayed secluded away, spending every minute you could with him. Remembering the tender moments from your childhood spent in that big front yard. Remembering how he taught you everything you knew about life.

If you are anything in life, be good, he told you each morning without fail. Go out into the world and do something great everyday.

And so, you did. Or at least, you tried to. The world needs more good. You tried your hardest. There were tough days, but as long as you tried, that’s all that mattered.

His words were all you could think about as you stared into the eyes of friends, relatives, one by one offering their condolences and warm hugs to you.

The ceremony was over before you realized it started. They bid their farewells, telling you how beautifully you spoke about the deceased man. They were just saying that out of pity. You know you barely said anything. Not even a tear had been shed for him. You didn’t need to vocalize some long, drawn out eulogy in honor of him. Revealing all the secrets you two kept between one another, no, that would be an insult to his legacy.

You didn’t believe a word you spoke. You wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t believe you either. But they wouldn’t tell you that. They wouldn’t tell the truth to the mourning daughter. Never.

Just more kind words and smiles. More of let me know if you need anything, I’ll call in the morning to check on you, or your personal favorite, things will get easier. You didn’t want easier. You wanted him back. You wanted to be able to call him when life got hard. You wanted to thank him over and over for bringing you into the world in the first place.

But all there was left was silence.

The family and friends had all left, dispersing to their cars at the end of the street and leaving you sitting on the front porch. But you weren’t alone.

A familiar face stood in front of your parents' graves. One that you knew well. One that you haven’t seen since you found out about your ill father. One that you hurt. His black eyes stared at the stones sticking out of the ground, eyebrows pinched together, almost angry. But not at you. Not like they were that day you left him.

Those eyes drifted up to meet yours across the yard, softening at your hollow appearance. He made his way over to you, hands shoved in his pockets and stood at the bottom stair, eye level with your sitting form.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

The question hung in the air. It wasn’t accusatory, nor was it antagonistic. It was simply a question of confusion, not understanding why you kept the real reason for your disappearance all those months ago a secret from him.

You blinked your dry eyes at him. “I don’t know. Maybe because that would’ve made it real? And I didn’t want it to be.”

“But it is real.” He deadpanned to you. He didn’t realize how insensitive it sounded in his head before quickly vocalizing the thought. He cringed inwardly at himself. “Shit, I didn’t mean-”

“No, you’re right.” You said, eyes floating back at the twin graves in front of you. “It’s all very painfully real.”

He let out a sigh, ascending up the few stairs with heavy feet and slumping beside you, offering the slightest bit of comfort you didn’t know you needed. You didn’t say a word, just shook your head in response to his nudge of reassurance. “You could’ve told me, y’know.”

“I’m sorry.” You breathed. You’ve been meaning to say it this whole time.

The boy next to you scoffed. “I should be the one saying that to you, don’t you think?”

“I’m the one that shouted all that bullshit at you and pushed you away.”

“You’re the one that just lost their only family.” He reminded you. “I don’t blame you; I’d react the same exact way.”

It was your turn to scoff now. “You have no family.”

He just shrugged, leaning back on his elbows against the stair behind him. “I still have people close to me that I care about.”

You used to be one of those people. Not anymore, you thought. After all these months not having seen him. Dodging his calls. Ignoring any contact whatsoever. You glanced over at him. “How’d you find me, anyways?”

“Your sweet Aunt Susan left her contact information in your father’s obituary. It’s amazing what you can find online these days.” His tone was lighthearted--an attempt to pull a laugh, a smile, anything other than monotony from you.

His attempt was unsuccessful. “She’s not my real Aunt.”

“Why does that matter?”

You chewed on the inside of your mouth. “Makes it feel like there’s family left. But there isn’t.”

“You just gotta make a new family, then.” He said, nudging your side once more. He’s never been great at comforting you, but somehow, the smallest part of you wanted to listen to him.

He spoke again. “It’ll get easier.”

At this, you let out a loud, mocking laugh. “I’m sure they will, Kennie.” Your voice was bathed in bitter sarcasm, but Draken was used to this. It was a coping mechanism. It’s normal. You stole a glance at his deep eyes before resting your head on his shoulder. This was the first time you felt comfortable feeling the slightest bit vulnerable. “I’m sad.”

He turned his head and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head. “I know, and I’m sorry. I wish there was something I could do to make you happy.”

“I’m happy you are here now.” You told him. It was true; you weren’t expecting his appearance at all, but now that he’s here, you realized just how lonely you would be without him. He was a friend. One that continued worrying about you even though you desperately pushed your friends away. The only one.

He had been more than a friend. For quite some time. Before all this shit blew up in your face, you had considered him family. But as soon as your real family’s problem came into the picture, you realized just how sacred that family was in comparison. The fake familial status felt wrong, dirty, invaluable.

Now thinking about it, it didn’t look so offensive.

“Let me make you some dinner.” His words broke you out of your thoughts, catching your attention to the tall blonde now standing at his full height, holding a hand out for you to grab.

You laced your fingers with his, allowing him to pull you up. “You don’t need to do that; I can make myself food.”

You thought your lie was believable enough, but Draken knew you too well. “You don’t eat when you’re sad. That’s not good; you have to take care of yourself even when it’s hard.”

Following him into the house, which was now your house, you averted your eyes from the photos of you and your father decorating the walls. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him; you had to just move forward, in step with your friend.

You sat in silence as he threw you together a meal, all of a sudden not feeling capable of conversation. Even when he arranged you a plate, you couldn’t find the strength to eat. The simplest task seemed so impossible to you. He just sat by you patiently, a hand on your back rubbing soothing circles over your shirt.

“Can you eat one bite? For me?” He asked, picking up the fork for you.

Without even looking at him, you asked, “Why are you doing this for me?”

He put the fork back down, thinking for a moment. “Even though you pushed me away, I never stopped loving you. And when you see someone you love in pain, you want to help them. At least I do.”

You thought about his words, staring intently at the food in front of you. Making up your mind, you grabbed the fork and brought it to your mouth, barely even swallowing before you pushed yourself out of your seat. “I’m going to go take a bath.”

You turned, leaving the boy still seated, eyes trained on you as you walked away and up the stairs. Shutting the door behind you, you let out a long exhale, shutting your eyes tightly to try and extinguish the tears that pricked at your eyes. You shook your head.

Hot water filling the tub, you watched the water level rising, finding it incredibly mesmerizing. You blinked, and the tub was filled. Clothes fell to the ground one by one and you dipped your toe in to test the temperature.

Submerging yourself in the water, you felt your tense muscles relax a bit. Every time you blinked, you saw his face. The face that was ingrained in your brain and would never leave your memory even if you tried to erase it. The face that you saw when you figured out how to ride a bike without training wheels. The face that you saw when you graduated high school. The face of pure adoration and pride in his only daughter.

It was haunting to you now.

You forced your eyes to stare at the ceiling above you, gazing directly into the singular light that glowed in the dimly lit bathroom. Regardless of how hard you tried not to blink, your eyes reflexively shut themselves every so often, forcing you to see that haunting image of your father.

As the seconds passed, you kept reliving those final days with your father. Into your vision came your father in the hospital, heart still beating but only due to the life support he had been put on. You hadn’t even cried when you gave the nurse the go ahead to pull the plug on him. It was sad, of course, but the numbness was paralyzing. He was gone.

The realization suddenly hit you. And with it, the loneliness.

You heard your name being called, but you didn’t care to look back at the figure standing in the doorway. Draken cautiously stepped in, heart breaking when he saw the tears along your lash line, but you didn’t dare shed them. Still as stubborn as always, he thought.

He knelt beside you, saying your name once more. “Are you okay?”

You turned your head finally, sitting up in the tub. Draken was mindful to keep his eyes on yours and not allow them to drift down to your exposed skin, but you had ulterior motives. You leaned towards him, placing a kiss on his mouth; he didn’t kiss you back. It didn’t feel right to him.

You pulled away from him and arched a brow. “Kiss me back.”

“Not right now.” He told you. Wordlessly, you reached out and grabbed his hand, bringing it to your bare chest. He pried it away instantly. “What are you doing?”

“I want you to touch me.” You impassively told him.

He shook his head. “You’re vulnerable right now, ___; you know I can’t do that to you.”

“But I want you to.”

“But I don’t want to.” He replied, serious as ever. “I wouldn’t feel right.”

Accepting defeat, you settled back down against the porcelain tub. “I’m sorry.” Your voice was small and cracked on the last word. “I’m not going to clean myself if that’s why you came to check on me.”

“That’s okay. At least you tried. That’s all that matters.”

You looked back up at the light on the ceiling. “My dad used to say that.” Memories started flooding back, and you felt overwhelmed all over again. This time, sickness accompanied it. You lurched forward at the realization. “I’m gonna be sick.”

Hopping out of the water as quickly as you could, you knelt in front of the toilet and threw the seat up just in time for you to empty your stomach into the basin. Draken pulled your hair out of your face, reaching for your towel to drape over your naked body. His free hand found your back once more, trying to relax you as best he could. “You’re okay,” he assured you, “everything is okay.”

As soon as the nausea subsided, you grabbed at the towel to wipe your mouth. “I’m sorry you had to see that.” You said, face hot with embarrassment.

He shook his head. “Don’t even worry about it. I’ll go get you a change of clothes, yeah?”

He left your side for a brief moment to fetch you a nightgown, giving you privacy to dry off as needed and pull the garment over your body. Once he returned, he found you brushing your teeth. He smiled. “You should get some rest.”

You spit in the sink, looking over to him and nodding. You took two steps over towards him, wrapping your arms around him and giving him a warm hug. “Thank you.”

“Of course.”

He carried you to your bed, and made sure you were tucked in before he placed a kiss on your forehead. You rolled over, facing away from him and burying your head into the pillow.

“Do you want me to stay?” He asked you.

You didn’t answer. Before you heard anything else, sleep had overcome you.

Your sleep was filled with nightmares. You saw him. You saw your mother. You saw your life with both of them, happy--a reality that never was. Instead of either of them dying, it was you they were mourning over. It was your funeral they had attended. This is the fifth night in a row you’ve had this same exact dream.

However, there was another person that appeared.

He was standing in your yard, similar to how you saw him earlier today. However, it was your grave that Draken stood in front of, eyebrows knitted, wondering where he went wrong, what he could’ve done differently. You woke up screaming, hot tears staining your cheeks.

He was there in the blink of an eye, standing in your doorway. “What’s wrong?” He asked urgently, looking around to make sure there was no immediate danger.

You shook your head, covering your face with your hands. The dam inside you that you had spent so long building up had finally broken, giving in under the pressure. Loud sobs fell from your lips as the tears continued to pour from your eyes. You couldn’t even form coherent words. All the emotions had been welling up inside you all this time; you had been stoic for too many months, and now, everything was pouring out of you.

Draken was by your side in an instant, holding you close to his chest and allowing you to cry into him. “Hey, I got you.” He hushed your cries. “You’re okay, I promise.”

You continued to hideously sob into him, clutching at his shirt as if he was a lifeline. The hyperventilating was starting to ease up the longer he held you, whispering reassuring words into your ear. After a while, you found peace. The tears had dried, but you still remained in his arms, fisting the material of his shirt between your fingers.

He stroked your hair, calming you further. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

You finally released his shirt and leaned away from him some, wiping your face with the back of your hand. “Not really.” He moved to get up and leave you to rest some more, but you grabbed his wrist. “Stay with me.” You insisted. He hesitated a moment. You blinked up at him. “Please.”

“Okay.”

He climbed in next to you under the covers and you laid your head on his chest, finding comfort in the warmth he provided.

“What would I do without you?”

“Don’t worry about that.” He hugged you closer to him. “I’m right here.”

Your ear was placed right above his heart, softly drumming in his chest. A sign that he was still with you.

You fell asleep to the quiet sound of his heartbeat.

When you woke up, it was silent. The hypnotic thump of his heartbeat had vanished. Instantly, you shot up, heart rate spiking as you threw the covers off you, running out of the bedroom. “Draken?!” You screeched throughout the house, your breath caught in your throat and the urge to cry suddenly overcoming you with each passing second he wasn’t in your sight.

Down the stairs you went, weaving through the foyer, into the living room and then the kitchen, and he was nowhere.

Had you imagined him? Was your mind playing tricks on you this whole time? You thought to yourself. No, you couldn’t be driving yourself mad like this. There was no way...

You caught sight of a little puff of smoke rising in the window above the kitchen sink. Curiously, you softly opened the door to the back porch where you found Draken sitting on the stairs, a cigarette hanging lazily in his left hand.

“Kennie?” You whimpered, becoming self conscious at your manic disposition you fell into just moments ago.

He hadn’t even noticed you found him; at the sound of your voice, he whipped his head around, blowing out the smoke he had just inhaled and dropping the cigarette to the ground, stomping it out. “You’re awake,” he observed, standing up and brushing the dirt off his rear. “I was gonna make you breakfast, but I didn’t want to wake you and I didn’t want it to be cold when you woke up, either. I’ll go make some now.” He took a step closer to you, noticing the way your eyelashes had clumped together from the fresh tears. “Were you crying? Did something happen?”

His hands found their way to either shoulder of yours, giving you a reassuring squeeze before pulling you into a hug. You swallowed the lump in your throat. “I just...didn’t know where you went.”

“I’m here now.” He told you earnestly. “I’m not going anywhere. Unless you want me to leave.”

“No,” You said, probably a little too quickly. “Please stay.”

And he did.

He was there each day that summer and into the autumn. Some days were harder than others. But not once did he ever allow himself to become impatient with the way you grieved. He gave you space when you asked, but usually you craved his presence. Even if it was just being in the same room, the two of you sitting in the living room reading a book, or taking a walk down the dirt path behind your house, those small moments with Draken were your saving grace you realized.

In the winter, he would bring you tea whenever he found you sitting by yourself out on the front porch, meditating on your fond memories of your old family. But, with time, you learned to love your new family.

Days passed, and seasons changed, and before you knew it, it was summer again. And Draken was still by your side.

It was a Friday when he had came home from work, that same where’s my pretty girl at? that you never got tired of ringing throughout the home before the door shut behind him. There you were, in all your simple beauty, painting the flowers Draken had planted for you out back as a birthday gift.

He greeted you with a tender kiss, and you fell into your usual routine of sharing how your days went away from each other, culminating in continued conversation over dinner which more often than not, switched over to the porch swing he had insisted on installing last April. The two of you would find a comfortable silence eventually, listening to the calming sounds of the nighttime while his hands encapsulated yours perfectly, tracing random patterns into your skin.

That night, when the two of you had stolen away to the solace of your shared bedroom, you worshipped each other as if you were the last people on this earth. Eager hands groping in the darkness of the night, the sole purpose of every movement being to please one another, showing each other how deeply your love ran.

It wasn’t often that the two of you shared intimate moments like this, allowing yourself to succumb to every emotion locked within your hearts, becoming one.

And when it was all said and done that night, after the heavy breaths calmed down and the two of you were still, Draken gazed at you, whose tired eyes were closed. Just before you were taken by sleep, he ran a thumb across your cheek, stirring you awake.

The two words fell effortlessly from his lips: marry me.

You opened your eyes completely at his simple proposal, heart fluttering in your chest. You didn’t even need to think about your answer.

He was there the following summer, greeting you like he always did, though today, it was Tuesday.

You heard the sweetness of his voice sound throughout the home, reaching your ears upstairs in the secluded bathroom. Twiddling with the ring adorning your fourth finger on your left hand, you stared down at the fate of you and your new husband’s future. Your new family was beginning to grow.

Floating downstairs, you found him in the kitchen, rifling through the cabinets for a pair of wine glasses.

“But it’s only Tuesday,” you informed him. “Why drink on a Tuesday?”

“Because, my pretty girl,” he replied with a toothy grin. “I’ve finally been promoted.”

Before he could open the bottle of wine, you notified him you wouldn’t be drinking.

“My love, I know wine gives you headaches, but that’s only when we drink the cheap stuff.” He assured you, waving you off. “I bought this special for you; it’s good, I promise it won’t make you sick.”

God, he could be dense.

You shook your head, chuckling as you grabbed his wrist--a telltale sign you were being serious. “Darling, I’m pregnant.” You told him, sealing your announcement with a kiss. He stood there, unbelieving, as his hands subconsciously drifted down to your stomach. Though the news rendered him speechless, his glimmering eyes said everything he was thinking. You beamed up at him. “Congrats on the promotion, daddy.”

He was there on the nights your sweet little girl would wail incessantly in her bassinet next to your bed, stirring the both of you awake. But he was always quicker than you, placing a hand on your shoulder and kissing your forehead. “Rest, pretty girl. I got her.”

Smiling sleepily back at him, you turned on your side and watched as the blonde stood up, craning his head down and scooping up the little bawling bundle of joy, hushing her and rocking her and whispering sweet nothings to her to get her to calm down some. It wasn’t working.

You hummed, shutting your eyes softly. “She’s hungry.” You pushed yourself up, blinking your eyes awake as your husband brought the child over. He positioned himself back next to you, watching in awe as you fed your daughter, cooing to her softly.

He just shook his head. “What would I do without you?”

“Don’t worry about that.” Your eyes flickered up to his, and you smiled at his reaction to hearing his words from all those years ago. “I’m right here.”

He wasn’t there in the doctor’s office that autumnal Thursday afternoon. Those headaches you had been getting frequently turned out to be an indicator of something much worse than just a bad hangover from cheap wine.

Exactly what your father had.

The doctor gave you the same timeline that your father had shared with you back then. Best case scenario, you survived the rest of the year. Worst case scenario, you disappear in your sleep.

With a heavy heart, you found your way back home, planning in your head how to tell your husband of the unfortunate news. How were you going to bring up that miserable game of roulette to him?

Thursday evening turned into Friday, which turned into Saturday, and you still hadn’t told him. Unlike you in the situation with your father, Draken didn’t know of the presence of the ticking time bomb inside of you. And when you kissed him sweetly as you laid down to rest that Saturday night, he told you he loved you as always, calling you his pretty girl and telling you how he couldn’t wait for tomorrow morning. Sunday mornings with your husband and daughter were pure bliss.

Until, they weren’t.

He was there when the house was quiet again that Sunday morning. When he woke up to a deafening silence, only one breath filling the room when there should’ve been two.

Then, the pitter patter of your daughter creeping into the bedroom, tear filled eyes staring up at her father, telling him she had a bad dream.

But it was him who had just woken up into his worst nightmare.