#pardon my baby fever

[bnuyy]

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[holdmytesseract]

Hello dearest friend! I got a little drabble idea for Baby Fever! Loki & his little family for the 2k sleepover 😁

Narfi as a baby having a clingy/separation anxiety stage with both of his parents, but Y/N and Loki are busy with tasks at home. Ella hears Narfi crying and she goes into the room to get him out of the crib to play with him and he stops crying. Maybe when Loki and Y/N are done with their tasks, they join their babies or watch through the baby monitor to see Ella and Narfi playing together 💕🥹

Inspired by this: https://www.instagram.com/reel/CwW4mLMo1ru/?igsh=ZGFqYjdtbDZndHo1

The Best Big Sister

Ella & Narfi

Warnings: fluff... so much fluff!

Word Count: drabble

a/n: Henlo, friend! Thank you SO much for this utterly sweet request! I had SO much fun writing it! 🥹💖

Day 3 of the Campfire Sleepover - let's go! 🏕

Ella was just leaving her room and happily jumping down the hallway - on her way to get another slice of Scott's blueberry pie, when she heard the soft cries and whimpers of her baby brother; coming undoubtedly from his nursery across her parents bedroom. The six-year-old girl frowned and looked around for her father or mother, but none of them was even in sight. So, Ella placed her plate on the floor beside her door and tiptoed over to Narfi's room.

Gently opening the door, she peaked inside. The nightlight, which was once hers casted a beautifully warm light throughout the whole darkened room. Then her blue eyes landed on the crib. Little Narfi stood on his small feet; one tiny hand holding onto the wooden bars, while the other rubbed his teary eyes. Thick tears ran down his cheeks; small raven curls completely dishevelled.

The young boy couldn't form much words yet, but Ella could clearly identify his cries... Mama and Dada.

What the girl didn't know, was that Narfi currently went through a clingy anxiety stage with both his parents - but that was the last thing Ella thought of. All she wanted was to help her baby brother. So, she approached the crib.

"Narfi..." She spoke gently, while sliding the little stool over and stepped on it. "Don't cry." Without hesitation, Ella reached over and lifted her younger brother out of the crib and held him, just like Loki had showed her. "I know I'm not mommy or daddy, but... I'm still here for you. You're my baby brother." She sat down on the fluffy carpet with Narfi still whimpering in her lap. But when she started to talk to him, his big ruby eyes settled on her and his cries stopped.

"You know, you are just here, because I wished for you. I asked mommy and daddy for a sibling and they really said yes." Ella kept on talking; gently cuddling Narfi against her. "I am your big sister, Narfi and I will always be here for you." The little boy still stared up at her with wide eyes; seemingly stunned and fascinated. But Ella had an idea...

"You don't have to be afraid," the girl whispered and shape-shifted into her Jotun form. "See?" She smiled; taking his smaller hand into hers. Narfi still looked up at his sister; ruby eyes meeting ruby eyes - and suddenly he smiled brightly, causing Ella to smile as well. She made it.

Across the apartment, you and Loki were standing in the kitchen; together cleaning up the dishes from dinner. Neither you nor Loki had the time to pay much attention to the baby monitor, but after about an hour kicked your motherly instincts in; knowing very well that Narfi was in a clingy anxiety stage. You frowned; drying your hands.

"Everything alright, love?" Loki asked immediately; seeing your frown. "Yeah, I'm just... suspicious. Narfi didn't even cry once in three hours... We both know that he usually always does at the moment." You walked over to the table, on which the baby monitor stood - and noticed to your sheer horror, that the monitor was off.

"Shit, babe, we forgot to switch the baby monitor on!" Loki's eyes widened. "I beg your pardon, we did what?" Wordlessly, you showed your husband the switched off device. You exchanged a horrified look and both immediately stormed off to Narfi's room...

Arrived at the door, you and Loki stopped dead in your movement, as you noticed that the door was ajar. I closed it, the god thought; was certain.

You exchanged another look, before peaking through the gap - and seeing one of the sweetest things ever; almost causing your ovaries to explode...

Your daughter sat on the fluffy carpet, your baby boy cradled in her arms. She was gently rocking and speaking to him; tickling him from time to time and making him coo and giggle.

You instinctively reached for Loki's arm; squeezing it tight, as if to say: Do you see what I see?!

Of course, Loki did. And if you'd look into his eyes in that very moment, you'd see the tears of happiness and endless love gathering in them. The scene unfolding in front of him touched the god deeply.

Not to startle either of your kids, you gently knocked, took Loki's hand and stepped inside. Ella's eyes immediately snapped up and met yours. "Hey mommy and daddy," she whispered and put a finger on her lips. "I think Narfi is about to sleep in, shhh." Both, you and Loki quietly joined your son and daughter; sat down on the soft carpet beside her. Loki immediately wrapped an arm around his princess.

"Did you look after your brother?" Ella nodded. "I wanted to get another slice of uncle Scott's cake, when I heard Narfi's cries, but didn't see you or daddy. So, I went to help him."

You pressed a kiss on the crown of her head. "Thank you, sweetie. You did wonderfully." Her eyes lit up and she smiled. "Really?"

Loki nodded. "Yes, princess. You are such a great big sister." Ella giggled happily; eyes shining brightly.

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[rishiimaa]

HI HI! I was the person who requested the “jjk with a child who’s tooth was growing or lost a tooth” which was 😮‍💨🤌. Then I had another thought where jjk characters child/children first start crawling/walking 🤔(I’m having a baby fever rn) please lmk if these requests are bothering you 😭😭

Nope! Requests’ll never bother me, and if they do, it’s not your fault, I’d just turn the requests off, so please, do more requests! I love it when people give me attention anyways!

Anywho… onto the fanfic!

Fluff

Yuji, Megumi, Gojo, Geto

Yuji

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Yuji would be the reason your son walk, he’d be watching football and cheering on, and he’d feel a bump on his leg, only to find out his son was standing!

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“Wh— God damn it! How do you fucking fumble that?!” Yuji yelled at the top of his lungs, earning a glare at you from the kitchen.

“Watch your mouth in front of C/N and stop yelling, I don’t want his first words to be that.” you narrowed your eyes at Yuji, easily making him shrink in size as he scratches his neck.

“Sorry, babe, it’s just I can’t understand why my team is fumbling so many balls! Especially the easier ones…I could totally catch that…”

You roll your eyes before getting back to your cooking, and you let out a breathy laugh, it was absolutely impossible to stay mad at Yuji, he’s just too sweet for his own good…so sweet that you even feel bad for scolding him.

Yuji laid back onto the couch in a pout, this game was totally scripted…all these years of rooting this stupid team just to lose again…so annoying.

While Yuji was having his temper tantrum, C/N, required his father’s attention, he tried reaching for him, throwing toys, making random babble noises, and even throwing toys at him! (Which never really makes it that far…But it’s worth a try!)

But nothing gained Yuji’s attention, his focus was on the game and only the game, which made C/N mad.

Suddenly…C/N made an attempt to stand by himself, by placing his feet on the floor and allowing to push himself up, just like his daddy does!

C/N began to finally wobble towards Yuji, slowly, but surely, C/N made it to Yuji’s leg, and began to punch it softly, this caught his attention, so when he looks down to his knees, he saw a very close standing wide-eyed C/N.

The silence grew…and both stared at eachother for a while, before Yuji finally realized what was going on.

“HOLY SHIT—!”

“Yuji!”

Megumi

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When C/N finally learns how to crawl, it took everything in Megumi not to cry, because if he did, he’d never hear the end of it from you…of course he ends up crying anyway…

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It was a normal day with the family, since it was the weekend, everyone was off work…So the Fushiguro family was stuck at home, Megumi was reading a book, you were watching TV (and a bit of baby clothes shopping), and little C/N was just laying on her belly on a blanket on the floor full of toys.

You continued to show Megumi the baby clothes you “scrolled” upon, but Megumi could never be irritated, he loved to hear you talk.

“Megumi! Look! This one has cute little sheep on it! You can also match with her—“

“Pass.”

Megumi groans, avoiding eye contact, you seethed at him with the sudden interruption.

“Pardon me? What gives you the right to say no to me? I pushed out C/N for two hours straight, and you can even match with her?”

Megumi groaned once again before pulling you on top his lap and giving you a light peck on your cheek.

“I meant with the sheep one, do the wolf one, that one’s cooler.” Megumi points at the screen, you let out a snort.

“What—“

“You’re so cute Megs, who knew i’d be married and have a baby with the cutest man in the world.”

“Could you not call me cute? That’s embarrassing…”

While you and Megumi were gushing, the ball that C/N was playing with rolled away, she tried to reach for it instead.

She made a sound, to alert her parents, but to no avail, no one responded. She pouted before lifting herself off the ground and deciding to crawl by herself to get the ball.

“Megumi, where’s C/N?”

Megumi looked over at the empty pile of blankets, both of you quickly went to your feet, but as you both stood up, you see a little C/N reaching for a small red ball.

You squealed with joy and you ran to your daughter and picked her up, simply out of pure excitement, you didn’t even let her finish crawling, but Megumi simply just stood there in silence.

then suddenly…you hear sniffs over your squealing, you look over at Megumi, covering his face, as the room fell silent.

“Megumi…Megumi are you crying over—“

“Shut up…”

Megumi said, wiping his tears but of course, knowing you, you didn’t shut up.

“Aww!! Look C/N, see how much your papa loves you? All those times he’s been mean doesn’t mean anything after all!” You tightly hug C/N, before she asks to be put down.

You put her down, when you do, C/B begins to crawl to her Papa, making happy baby noises as she reaches for Megumi for carrying. This definitely snaps Megumi as he lifts her up, hugging C/N once again with small sniffles sounding off…except this time it’s a bit louder…

You snap a picture, once again.

“I am definitely hanging this up.”

Gojo

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It takes Gojo so many attempts to get C/N to walk, and when she does…Hysterical, absolutely an abomination of tears and a camera roll full of pictures that he puts in his wallet.

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“Come on sweet pea…! I know you can do it! Walk to daddy, I got you!” Gojo said in a whiney tone, reaching out for his daughter, only for her to crawl to him and give him a sweet hug.

“It’s adorable that you did this, but I’d rather you’d walk…”

Gojo said sadly as C/N blew bubbles. He sighs of defeat before grabbing the remote and deciding to put it on spongebob, during that time it was C/N’s favorite show.

“Satoru, you know C/N’s not gonna walk when you ask her to, it’s gonna have to come natural.” You sigh, sitting on the couch after getting out the shower.

“I told you to let me get in the shower first! You take all the hot water!”

“Hm…well guess what, I’m a full grown woman! Should’ve been mature and went in yourself!”

Gojo pouts, before continuing to fidget with the spongebob plushy that C/N loves so much.

It makes sense that C/N would love spongebob, who wouldn’t, first of all, and second, her dad is Satoru Gojo, maybe it’s just genetic…

“Ugh…I can’t understand why you like this episode C/N, this one sucked.”

Gojo said, as if C/N could understand.

She acts like she does, because she looks at her dad and tilted her head, Gojo simply just looked at her with a pouty expression.

C/N furrowed her eyebrows, she took the insinuation that her dad was sad! And she couldn’t have that.

And so when Gojo wasn’t looking, she took the chance to walkover to him to comfort, with a little bit of struggling, she finally began to walk to her dad, you noticed this and pointed it out right away.

“Toru, Toru! Look! C/N in walking!” you pointed at C/N, but you always pull pranks on Gojo like this, so he simply tirelessly looked at her, not believing you at first

“Ohh yeah…and I’m the weakest man on—“ Gojo stops mid-sentence when he sees C/N slowly waddling towards him, in an instant, Gojo opens his arms so C/N could fall in them, she then places her chubby hand on Gojo’s cheek, and made a blabble that sounded like ‘there, there.’

You counted down from thee till the waterworks come…

Three

Two

one..

Sniff

hell yeah! right on queue!

i “You’re so adorable, C/N, I love you so much, never grow up and stay this age forever…” Gojo tightly holds C/N before he whips out his phone and takes a picture of his now standing daughter and a tearful Gojo.

Y/N thinks that those tears will never stop.

Geto

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Geto was obviously the calmest out of everyone in this list, but this time, you were the reason the twins walked, they were going through that phase when they only wanted their mother.

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Geto was currently giving both the twins a bath, he was struggling, as G/C/N was squirming around and is avoiding getting scrubbed, but of course B/C/N was being compliant.

“G/C/N…please…at least let me clean your butt, you literally just took a shit.” Geto sighed of defeat, you walked to the bathroom with a basket full of laundry.

“Any luck, Sugu?” You said, half-joking, Geto just shook his head and sighed

“G/C/N is refusing to take a wash…the most she’s done was get in the water” Geto almost lets out a whine. Before you let out a chuckle.

“It’s okay, Sugu, G/C/N is just stubborn like that, I’ll put your clothes in the washer, ‘kay?”

Geto gave a sound of approval, before trying again with G/C/N, she dodges the wash cloth once again while B/C/N was playing with a toy boat.

B/CN accidentally threw the toy out of the bath (don’t ask how), causing him to whine, Geto sighs, getting up to go and get the boat.

G/C/N took this opportunity to make a run for it after seeing her mom walk by, she crawled out of the tub, and stood on her feet, her naked body standing proudly, B/C/N said a “woah” noise, following his sister, just a bit more clumsily.

As if it wasn’t their first time walking, they both dashed out of the bathroom, following their mother.

“What the hell—? Y/N! Catch the twins! They’re making a run for it!”

Geto said in a panic, it would be easy to catch up to them, but they were small, so it was hard to grab them.

“Making a run for it—on my goddd!!” You said in a panic, running over at the door of the laundry the laundry room as both naked twins jumped on their mother laughing out loud, Geto sighed a breath of relief when he finally makes it to the twins, he couldn’t chose between being happy that they finally walked, or he should be pissed that not only did they wet the carpets, but they ran around the house naked.

“Well…who knew this’ll be their first walk…”

Geto ran his hand through his soft locks, sighing as he bent down to their level.

“Sugu, it seems they won’t take one unless I’m there, how about we all just take a bath together?”

[merakiui]

You've given me a craving of jade that I'm afraid can't be cured 😔 I need so much more of his manipulative bullshit

YESSS,,,, all according to my master plan. >:D soon everyone will know the allure of Jade Leech and you will fall for him because he’s perfect(ly manipulative). (*´꒳`*)❤︎

Thinking about mafia Jade who is so mean and loves messing with you. >_< he has you in front of him and he’s got a loaded gun turned on you, and he’s telling you he’ll pardon your debt and put his gun away if you start undressing. :) oooo he’s so scummy!!!!!! The worst mafia eel!!!! The type to fuck you with the barrel of the gun and you’re so scared it’ll go off or he’ll pull the trigger, but it turns out it was empty the entire time. >:( mafia boss Jade making you suck the barrel as if it’s cock and he just has this gross grin on his face………

Aaaaaa or a Jade who is so obsessed with you, so when he gets hit with baby fever and smells so many enticing scents on you……. no thoughts in his mind other than breed you silly. >_< you can hate him all you want; he has a way with words that’ll leave you charmed (or fearful….. or both). His horny grip is so strong he snaps his pen in half during class and he’s sweating and his face is so red, and you’re tasked with bringing him to the infirmary and……. both of you will be on bed rest for undisclosed reasons. :)

[andromythical]

PJO EP 5 SPOILERS

PERCABETH HUG PERCABETH HUG PERCABETH HUG "so.. you're not as dead as we thought you'd be." "surprise." Grover and percy friendship the one and only. "I'm the last person to realise this aren't I." "...yeah." jsjsjhshwwuaja "why are you being weird with me again, I thought we weren't doing that anymore." "I'm not being weird with you" god they really are twelve years old. I am like five minutes in and this is is already my favourite episode. THE MOTORBIKE SOUNDS IN THE BACKGROUND AND THEN ARES APPEARING OH MY GODDD "beg pardon??" Grover my son. Also ares' coat?? I need it. "Because I'm doing exactly the same thing as you." I'm foaming at the mouth I'm going feral. "gimme a second I'm just starting a fight on twitter here" oh I love him (he's an awful person) GABE ON THE NEWS SCENE GABE ON THE NEWS SCENE!!!!!!!! Ares telling Percy about the family gossip 😭😭 "so we're gonna have a war!! Ain't it great??" why do I like ares in this... Oh okay nevermind!!!! Stop I've been pronouncing satyr the same as satire for my entire life.. shoutout to the wardrobe department they chose perfectly. WATERLAND!!!!!! ohh my god ohhh my god oh. my. god. THATS HOW YOU PRONOUNCE HEPHAESTUS??? "It's a little funny... Oh look at that, that's cool!!!" Annabeth <3 THIS IS THE GROVER & ARES SCENE THEY WERE TALKING ABOUT????? "satyrs are children of nature. nature is brutal." THIS SCENE IS INSANE I LOVE IT SO MUCH!?!?!? chewing on the bars of my enclosure?!? THE TUNNEL OF LOVE!!! also knows as the thrill ride of love I guess??? WHAT IS LOVE??? BABY DON'T HURT ME, DONT HURT ME, NO MORE!! this is a fever dream. "she was trying to keep my away from you guys- BABY DONT HURT ME!" I think I'm going insane. oh so this is what it meant by thrill ride. PERCYS POWERS OH MY GOD. "did you just???" "I don't know, maybe" god he has no clue. MORE ARES + GROVER SCENES!! "I hate kids, all of em. I hate my own kids." Mars wouldn't say the same about frank would he 🤨. GROVERS SO STRATEGIC WHATT?? I need more Grover edits with clips of what he said as the intro. THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL: SEAWEED BRAIN USAGE!!! "I'm not leaving the underworld without your mom." ohhh <333 "You think you had to ask?" "Just making sure." Percabeth crumbs!!! oh my god walker/percy looks like he's gone through HELL. HEPHAESTUS OH MY GODS HES HERE. "It isn't how it should be! [...] Eat or be eaten!! Power and glory and nothing else matters! Ares is that way, ZEUS is that way! My mother is that way!! He isn't that way! [....] I won't be like all of you. I just wont." annabeth my girllll "some of us don't like being that way either. You're a good kid, annabeth, I'll put in a good word with your mom for you" oh.. oh... why am I tearing up... THE ANIMAL TRUCK!! LOTUS CASINO WITH HERMES NEXT EPISODE ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! I'm so excited. THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGG this is way too long I'm sorry 😭😭. "I know who stole the master bolt." YES GROVER YOU ABSOLUTE MASTERMIND

[silverstark]

Heavenly Demon Baby Fever Snippet

Written for this:

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Shang Qinghua was overworked at the best of times. This was not the best of times. He was the An Ding Peak Lord, the head babysitter for the Mobei Clan’s spoiled prince, and now he had been conscripted into the one role that worse than either of them.

“What is a ‘pumpkin spice latte’?” Luo Binghe was demanding of him from the throne.

Shang Qinghua stared.

“I beg Your Majesty’s pardon?”

Luo Binghe narrowed his eyes in displeasure. This was not an auspicious start.

“What is a pumpkin spice latte?” he repeated.

…Well this was no better.

‘System? System what is happening? Is this universe breaking?’

…

The System was, as always, unhelpful. Shang Qinghua cleared his throat.

“Why does Your Majesty ask?”

Luo Binghe raised an eyebrow and made no attempt to answer. Right, right, as if Junshang needed to explain himself. Shang Qinghua hastily continued speaking.

“My apologies, I only meant…well, a pumpkin spice latte is a…mythical concoction. As such, it is impossible to describe it -meaning its composition or history- with any accuracy.”

“And yet you seem to know what it is,” Luo Binghe observed.

“…Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Tell me what you know about it.”

“…”

Shang Qinghua should have known that this would only be the first in a string of strange requests. Even Mobei-Jun got dragged in. Shang Qinghua had never intended for his shadow-teleportation powers to be used to go grocery shopping for Bing-ge! But such was their reality now. Shen Qingqiu had truly bent this world beyond recognition.

He didn’t know the extent of Shen Qingqiu’s guilt until they met by chance at a meeting of Junshang’s Court. The two lovebirds had walked in late, which was the only reason the court caught a glimpse of Shen Qingqiu at all. Luo Binghe was loathe to part from him at the door.

“There, this master walked you to the door,” Shen Qingqiu scolded quietly.

The ‘now go do your work’ remained unspoken.

“I will finish this business as soon as I can,” Luo Binghe promised. “Then I will try a new chocolate recipe if Shizun will allow me.”

“Mn,” Shen Qingqiu said.

Shang Qinghua, had been dutifully pretending not to hear this entire time, but at this, he couldn’t help but whip around to look at Shen Qingqiu. Shen Qingqiu looked happy and in love and rather more plump than usual. Of course. Of course he was the culprit. Everyone knew Luo Binghe was addicted to his shizun’s approval. That contented little ‘mn’ might as well have been an imperial edict.

He found some excuse toward the end of the meeting to rush outside so he could ambush Shen Qingqiu. As expected, Shen Qingqiu came a little early to wait for Luo Binghe. He looked completely at ease until Shang Qinghua jumped into his path. Then he looked offended.

“What are you—”

“Dude, you need to stop!” Shang Qinghua hissed.

“…Stop what?”

“Stop telling Bing-ge about hometown foods!”

Shen Qingqiu had the audacity to look confused for a moment. Then he blushed and lifted his fan to hide his face. So he was capable of some shame, at least!

“I’m not doing it on purpose,” he muttered. Then he lifted his chin. “Besides, it’s not my fault your world-building was so sloppy.”

“My world-building? This has gone so far beyond my world-building! Do you know how many continents I’ve had to teleport to lately?”

Shen Qingqiu blinked. “Did he really…send you to other continents?”

Except his tone was all wrong. Instead of acknowledging how ridiculous this was, Shen Qingqiu looked all soft and wondering. Shang Qinghua was speechless.

He had no opportunity to try to knock some sense into his biggest anti-fan, however: Luo Binghe loomed up beside them and he had to retreat with a terrified squeaked apology to Junshang. Luo Binghe whisked Shen Qingqiu safely away.

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[miracleonice87]

Matthew Tkachuk and his partner as the perfect couple and babysitters 🙈🙈 like maybe they have slightly older friends or the older couples on the team just know they'd be the perfect parents together but they're not ready so they do a lot of babysitting and are both great with kids!

(okay I honestly know nothing about anyone else on the Panthers roster except the Staal brothers, which.. 😬🫠🥴 no thank u.. so pardon my inclusion of Johnny Hockey and Keith “Ironman / SONK” Yandle instead 😇)

also, cw: slight breeding kink simply bc of who I am as a person

I feel like the switch would’ve flipped for Matthew when they were still back in Calgary and Meredith Gaudreau got pregnant. he watched you stroll through Target picking out clothes, toy, and other gifts for their baby, calling out to him in the aisles and holding them up with the sweetest, softest, frowny look on your face as he chuckled and shook his head. he watched you plan her baby shower and decorate your house in a neutral-toned Noah’s Ark (get it?) theme, watched you dote on her when she arrived and made sure she was comfortable, fed, hydrated. he watched you touch her growing belly (with permission, of course) with the gentlest of hands and “ooh” and “ahh” over the baby kicks you felt from the inside out.

and all the while he was trying to hide the fact that there was a weird, new gnawing in his gut that he just couldn’t ignore.

then, obviously, the deals happened, and both you and the Gaudreaus went your separate ways physically. that provided a welcome distraction from the baby fever for Matthew…

at least for a while. then, baby Gaudreau was born, and you were constantly showing Matthew photos and FaceTime screenshots of the tiniest, sweetest, softest, snuggliest, loviest little girl and fuckkkk that gnawing feeling was back. one day, when you had settled in Sunrise and he was on the golf course with old Tkachuk family friend Keith Yandle, you texted him a screenshot of you making a kissy face at Noa and her grinning back at you on the screen, and he literally groaned. Keith was driving the golf cart and glanced down to figure out the culprit. it took one look at Matthew’s phone to figure it out.

“uh oh… I thought she might’ve sent you a sexy pic but that’s even worse,” he said with a knowing chuckle. “you got it bad, huh?”

Matthew nodded. “and it’s only gotten worse. we have so much time, and we’re not even married yet, but… I dunno man, something about it…”

Keith nodded, too. “I get it. it’s tempting. birth control no longer needed, they’re lookin’ all hot when they’re pregnant, you get a cute little smushy baby. but it’s a lifelong commitment, man.”

Matthew sighs. he knows.

“tell ya what,” Keith suggests. “I got some kids you can babysit. how about you guys come over tonight and you start there?”

Matthew’s heart leaps at the idea, and he texts you to confirm before he enthusiastically agrees.

and in his head, babysitting was supposed to soothe the sting, to pacify (for lack of a better term) the need he couldn’t seem to escape. but watching you do cartwheels across the backyard with Lola and Mila, French braid their hair, film TikTok dances with them, and read them a few chapters of Harry Potter before they fell asleep… melted him. Matthew honestly couldn’t take it anymore.

as soon as you closed the door to the girls’ room after tucking them in for the night, Matthew wrapped his arms around your waist from behind and pulled you flush against his torso, kissing at your neck and jaw, making you giggle at the unexpected embrace. you were about to ask what he was up to when you heard his voice, soft but gravelly in your ear…

“I love watching you with kids. lemme put a baby in you.”

you stopped in your tracks and suddenly, nothing was funny anymore. you turned to face him and could tell that he was absolutely, deathly serious. and Matthew didn’t know exactly how you’d respond to that, but he definitely couldn’t have anticipated the next word out of your mouth to be…

“okay.”

you watched his blue eyes light up like fireworks and relaxed into him as he kissed you fiercely. suddenly you found you were walking backwards, being angled into the nearby guest bedroom where you’d be staying the night so that Keith and Kristyn could stay out late. as he swung the door shut with one foot, lips still covering yours, you realized…

“mm.. mm-mm, mm-mm, no, Matty. you’re not getting me pregnant in Keith’s guest room…”

😉

[flamesque]

pardon? uh...

evie pag-ibig ko wheres the cutie that gave you baby fever?

WHY IS YOUR LOCATION TURNED OFF

I WANNA SEE THE LITTLE ONE TOO

also youre actually not serious right?

do you really want a baby with someone like me?

think about it you just took care of my injuries

damn wait now im conflicted

goddammit babe

[softquietsteadylove]

Thena loves watching Gil and sprite interact with each other. Falling in love more and more with him. Write something for the actor au?

"Enjoying?"

Thena smiled as Sersi came up beside her, extending a glass of something more suited to her palette. Whatever it was it was more sweet than don perignon. "Thanks--everyone's having a lovely time."

Sersi often hosted in her expansive London penthouse after an awards ceremony. It was quite the place to be, and it excused her from having to go to a much riskier party just for the sake of networking and brushing elbows with the industry.

"Especially those two," Sersi tipped her glass in the direction of the outside patio, where plenty of people were enjoying the night air, but especially Gil and Sprite, roasting marshmallows over her fire pit.

Thena just laughed. Sprite was repeatedly trying to set hers aflame while Gil attempted to fend her off while also achieving a perfect golden brown for himself. "She really is just happy she got to come to one of these, finally."

As much as Sprite was not a people person, or interested in her sister's - or cousin's - level of fame, she had always wanted to see what happened at an afterparty. Thena had always insisted they were boring and drab, but Sprite wanted to see the boring and drabness for herself.

"I'm glad she's enjoying herself," Sersi joined in Thena's laughter as Sprite attempted to sabotage the both of them, pushing both their marshmallows closer to the flame. "Whose idea was this?"

"Gil's," Thena sighed, watching as the small game turned into an all out fencing match until Gil finally took both their marshmallows for himself as a way of ending things. Sprite looked appalled before he offered another, visibly telling her to keep it out of the fire. "I think she was actually a bit bored, lurking around on her phone. But he found them in your cupboard and took her out there."

"He has a way with her, doesn't he?"

Thena just nodded. She was sufficient enough at reading lips to tell that Sprite was demanding to know why she couldn't eat the charred marshmallow. Gil was explaining something about how it wasn't good for her. As her primary guardian, Thena had attempted to do that with many things, just to get a positively scathing remark in reply.

But Sprite yielded to Gilgamesh, rolling her eyes but roasting her marshmallow pleasantly, like a law abiding citizen, instead of a teen who wanted to wave around a flaming marshmallow in the middle of a party.

"He certainly does," Thena sighed again. Sprite did seem to enjoy the nicely toasted confection. She continued to watch them until Sersi cleared her throat deliberately. "Hm?"

Sersi merely gave her a look, her eyes bouncing between her and the two outside now staking multiple marshmallows per stick. Thena continued to stare at her expectantly until Sersi laughed. "I'll have to memorise this expression for my next role as a loving wife and mother."

Thena nearly choked on the sugary drink Sersi had brought her. She licked her lips, blaming her faint coughing on the heat suddenly in her cheeks. She set down the fancy stemless crystal flute. "I beg your pardon."

"Please," Sersi easily dodged her cousin's toothsome comment, though. "I know very well what that look means."

"I did not catch your baby fever, if that is to what you are referring," Thena attempted to hiss at her, but again, Sersi let it roll right off her. They had grown up together, after all; she was entirely too accustomed to it."

"I'm not saying you want a baby," Sersi shrugged, very deliberately leaving the rest of her accusation in tact. She took a sip of her own drink, so innocent and demure. "I'm saying you look at Gilgamesh and Sprite like you're imagining living in a three bedroom cottage on the seaside."

Thena sniffed, "I hate the sea, too humid."

"Ah, yes, of course, that's the problem," Sersi snickered.

Thena leaned off her marble kitchen island to glare at her more fully. "Shall I find your costar, Mister Whitman, and ask what he thinks of a seaside cottage?"

Sersi didn't rise to bait nearly as voraciously as Thena did, but she did flick her cousin's earring. "That is different."

"I do not see how," Thena growled at her, both women more invested in drinking away the other's teasing.

Sersi pursed her lips as she finished her champagne. "Dane and I know how the other feels."

That did make Thena pause. She furrowed her brows, "when did this happen?"

Sersi shrugged, looking down at her countertop and tracing her fingers along the ripples of marble. "We were at another party like this, we simply talked and talked and...somehow we ended up on the subject of what life we would lead if not for all this."

Thena admittedly listened with rapt attention.

"I always wanted to be a teacher," Sersi smiled at her own nostalgia. "He said he used to imagine the same thing. One thing led to another and I suppose... "

Thena raised a brow.

Sersi sighed, her shoulders dropping. "We agreed we can't right now. The medical show got picked up so we'll be on that until one of us gets fired or written off."

Thena looked down as well. She had to admit, Sersi wasn't nearly as timid as she could let herself appear to be when she was playing the darling of the United Kingdom.

"But perhaps in the future," she shrugged, feigned a smile. "We'll see."

Thena had to admit, Sersi had made more of a move for her future than she could remember making in a hell of a long time. She looked outside again, to where Sprite was teaching Gil how to make a s'more. "We work together too much. The risk is too high."

Sersi gave her a pointed look, "too high for your own happiness?"

Thena sighed again, watching Gil secretly blow on Sprite's marshmallow for her as she rooted in the graham cracker box. "I'm happy right where I am, Sersi."

"Admiring from afar?" Sersi felt the need to put a name to it as she too watched Sprite smash the melted marshmallow between two graham crackers and way too big a section of chocolate.

Thena also finished off her drink before pushing the glass to the side. "I think love is best from afar, like art, or stage makeup."

Sersi offered a mild laugh before bumping her shoulder against Thena's. "I never said anything about love, but I can see your point."

Thena whipped around, prepared to snarl at her needlessly nosy cousin. But all she saw was Sersi flitting over to Mister Whitman himself, the two of them smiling at each other like schoolchildren in puppy love. Thena rolled her eyes.

"Hey," Gil looked up, smiling at her as she ventured outside and over to them. "There you are."

"Here I am," she sufficed to say, eager to put her conversation with Sersi from her mind. "What are you up to?"

"S'mores!" Sprite sufficed with the single word, swinging her melting marshmallow in her sister's direction.

Thena nearly flinched but Gil caught it at a perfectly safe distance from her.

"Easy," he both chided and laughed off as he apprehended the offending confection.

"Dude," Sprite sighed, but accepted the pilfering, instead reaching for a new one.

"I do hope you're not eating yourself sick on those," Thena felt the need to add, only for her very lovely young lady of a sister to give her the finger for it. "Right."

"Here," Gil whispered, offering the toasty marshmallow from between his fingers.

Thena let him deposit it into her palm. She hated marshmallows, but she had to admit, it was cooked to perfection. "Hm, they taste better when they're toasted."

"You should try real, homemade marshmallow sometime," Gil chuckled as he reached to roast another one, either for her or for himself. "It's a totally different experience."

"Don't tell me you know how to make that too," Thena groaned. As if she needed another ridiculous reason to be infatuated with him.

"You can come over to my place and try it," he nudged her gently.

"Party at Gil's!"

"Sprite!" Thena hissed at her, catching the disgusting vision of her sister's completely full mouth. "Honestly!"

Sprite rolled her eyes but tossed another marshmallow at her.

Again, it didn't reach her, as Gil caught it in midair and added it to his roasting spit. Thena watched the confections achieve their perfectly golden state, using the excuse as a way to lean against him by the warmth of the fire.

[sicknessbysalem]

tw emeto, fever

introducing another new kid, but he’s related to vanessa and willow!

also additional tw for an empty threat of harming an animal (it is empty, it was only used as a motivator) just in case.

“How long are you going to keep knocking so… gently?” Vanessa asked.

They’d been standing outside the door of Willow’s friend and clinical partner, Milan Kovalev-Wang, for a solid thirty minutes.

“He wasn’t there for clinicals today,” Willow told Vanessa, “I just want to check on him.”

“How can you be friends with the guy your boyfriend cheated on you with?” Vanessa asked

“Ex boyfriend,” Willow corrected, “And it was easy, we already had something in common.”

“Right, because everyone wants to have a best friend where the common denominator is a shitty ex,” Vanessa said, “Fine, let’s go.”

Vanessa actually didn’t mind Milan. He was nice enough, and from how he and Willow seemed to act with each other, neither of them knew what Joseph was doing when he did it.

Vanessa still wanted to see Joseph’s head on a stick, for sure, especially after breaking Willow’s heart. But, Milan got a pardon in Vanessa’s book, at least for now.

“Well what do you suggest I do?” Willow said, “I don’t want to be rude I just want to make sure he’s okay.”

“He might not be able to hear you,” Vanessa said, “Wills, you need to be louder.”

“But won’t that bother the neighbors?” Willow asked, “You do it if you’re so certain how to make him answer.”

Vanessa needed no further permission, she knocked hard on the door.

“What’s his middle name?” Vanessa asked

“Nikita,” Willow said, “What are you-“

“Milan Nikita Kovalev-Wang, if you do not open this door I will personally break it down,” Vanessa yelled through the door, “I swear to god if you will not open this door I will personally skin Zvezda and turn his fur into a beanie.”

“Zvezda is just a kitten,“ Willow whined, “Leave him out of this.”

Vanessa held her hand up, pointing to the door.

Sure enough, the lock clicked. The door opened.

Milan leaned against the door frame, hair messy, scrubs wrinkled, and looking half out of it at best.

“You are such a ray of sunshine Vanessa Lillian McAllister,” Milan scoffed, tucking his mouth in his arm as he coughed.

“Well, I would be nicer if you answered your damn door,” Vanessa said, “Where’s my baby?”

“Zvezda is not your baby,” Milan said, allowing both girls in.

Vanessa sat on the floor, and Zvezda came out of his tree, going to Vanessa’s lap immediately.

“Right, forget that I feed you and Vanessa threatens to skin you,” Milan snapped at the cat.

“I threaten you that I will skin him, not him,” Vanessa said, petting Zvezda, “And for the record, that’s only when you make Willow panic.”

“You two are nauseating,” Milan said, groaning and placing his hand on his stomach, “Extra nauseating today.”

Willow rolled her eyes, before standing in front of Milan, carefully feeling his face for fever.

“I was just worried, you didn’t come to clinicals, and you weren’t answering your phone,” Willow said, “Or the door.”

“How long had you been out there?” Milan asked, heading into the kitchen in search of a small cup for water. Anything to make his throat hurt less and mouth taste even a little better.

“Not long,” Willow said, following him, “You should sit, you don’t look good at all Milan…”

“Thirty minutes,” Vanessa answered the question, holding Zvezda like a baby, the cat purring intensely and nestling up against her.

“I’ve been vomiting since like 2:30,” Milan said, “I was either actively getting sick or too exhausted to move off the floor.”

“This morning or-“ Willow started.

“Yesterday afternoon,” Milan said, “Nothing more embarrassing than losing your lunch in front of your supervisor while you’re supposed to be doing vital rounds.”

“Doctor Sanchez is really understanding,” Willow said, “I’m sure he didn’t think any less of you. Speaking of vitals…”

“You want me to tell you or you want to take them?” Milan asked.

“Well, why not both,” Willow said, “Where’s your kit?”

“In my room, on my dresser,” Milan said.

“Ness, my dear,” Willow said, “Can you grab it?”

“Yeah,” Vanessa said, trying to remove Zvezda from her person, where he had since crawled up her sleeve and rested awkwardly in a position that was mostly in her hood but clinging to the sleeve covering her shoulder, claws digging into her sweatshirt, “Zvezda is coming with…”

“Of course he is,” Milan said, turning to Willow, “Heart rate is elevated from dehydration and strain, no rebound tenderness anywhere, bp dipped around 4 this morning but that was after I’d thrown up for a solid… forty minutes with maybe thirty seconds to breathe between rounds.”

“And a fever that feels like it’s right on the borderline of home treatment and hospital treatment.” Willow said, “I’ll check you too, see if there’s anything concerning… well… more concerning.”

Vanessa set the kit on the table before heading back into the living room with Zvezda.

“You know, for an EMT, you sure hate treating people,” Willow teased over her shoulder as she got to work checking Milan’s vitals.

“First of all, license is expired,” Vanessa said, “Second of all, I can’t do much when you’re working on him too. And third, I’m being blessed by a cat being affectionate and you’re just mad.”

“I’m mad you’re not giving me affection, there’s a difference,” Willow answered.

“Did you not hear me when I said you two are nauseating?” Milan said.

“Someone is anti romantic,” Willow said, “What happened to that Leo kid?”

“Nothing good,” Milan said, leaning back.

Willow grabbed the stethoscope, listening to Milan’s heart rate and then hesitating slightly before listening to his stomach.

Milan could feel the nausea in his throat, forcing him to swallow hard and take a deep breath.

“Well, no appendicitis, stomach virus most likely, IJessica had one, Hayley too… me and then Vanessa got it from me,” Willow said.

“And I’m still not happy about it,” Vanessa said, shaking a feather toy for Zvezda, the small bells jingling as Vanessa talked.

Willow rolled her eyes, putting Milan’s stuff on the table, “I’ll disinfect those..”

“I don’t feel good,” Milan said, a sick hiccup jolting his chest.

“Yeah, she just said you had a stomach virus you idiot,” Vanessa said.

“As endearing as your sarcasm is,” Milan started, but his words were lost in a gag, prompting him to cover his mouth.

“Oh, shoot,” Willow sighed, “Come on let’s-“

She went to help him stand. But he’d already darted off as his feet were on the ground.

Milan lurched towards the bathroom, his steps hurried and unsteady. Willow trailed closely behind, her brow furrowed with worry.

Each retch wracked Milan's body, his throat raw and his breaths shallow. Willow swiftly soaked a soft cloth in cool water, tenderly dabbing his clammy forehead. She could feel the tremors coursing through his body, his muscles strained from the relentless assault of sickness.

"Deep breaths, Milan," Willow whispered, trying to ease his distress. "It'll pass. Just try to breathe."

Vanessa peeked around the corner, her eyes reflecting her concern. "Do you need anything?"

Milan shook his head weakly, still clutching the edge of the toilet. "Just... water."

Swiftly, Willow fetched a glass of water and a small bowl, placing them within Milan's shaky reach. She knelt beside him, her touch gentle as she rubbed his back in slow, reassuring circles.

After what seemed like an eternity, the intense spasms of sickness began to relent, leaving Milan drained and utterly spent.

Milan practically collapsed against the wayy, leaning against the cool bathroom tile, his eyes squeezed shut, trying to regain some semblance of composure.

"Maybe you should lie down," Vanessa suggested, her voice tinged with concern.

Willow nodded in agreement. "Let's get you settled in bed. You need to drink and try to rest."

Assisted by Willow and Vanessa, Milan shuffled back to his room, collapsing onto the welcoming softness of his bed with a weary sigh. Willow handed him the glass of water, urging him to take small, soothing sips.

"Rest now," Willow murmured, after Milan seemed to struggle to simply drink some water. She brushed his sweaty curls off his face.

“I’ll be right here, okay?” Willow said.

-

“I don’t mind helping him,” Vanessa said, “But, does he have anyone else? Like in general.”

Willow shook her head, “His dad’s in the military, his mom is a porn star, so neither of them are around a lot. His dad wishes he went to the military too, and his mom is, well, his mom,” Willow said, rubbing the sleeping Milan’s shoulder steadily, a continuous pattern of comfort for her friend.

“And then, I mean Milan is always studying or working,” Willow said, “The only person he might’ve had was Joseph. Before we knew what Joseph was doing to us. And unless Joseph was a real different man than when I was with him…”

“He wouldn’t have been much help either,” Vanessa said, “I remember that much of the little shit.”

“Yeah, so, just me,” Willow said.

A sick growl came from Milan’s stomach, followed by a soft whine.

Willow sighed, continuing to rub his shoulder.

Willow exchanged a worried glance with Vanessa, both understanding the gravity of the situation. Milan lay there, pallid and weakened by the illness coursing through his body. His vulnerability pulled at Willow's heartstrings; she knew she had to do something more to ease his discomfort.

Willow was a med student. And she knew she couldn’t be so emotionally attached in the emergency room, but when it came to her loved ones, it killed her to see them suffer.

Vanessa sighed, “Let's see if we can find something light for him to eat. Either it’ll calm down his stomach or he’ll have something to come up. I’ll check his kitchen."

Willow stayed close to Milan, softly murmuring words of reassurance to him as Vanessa hurried into the kitchen, scanning the cabinets and fridge for anything that might soothe his queasy stomach. Amidst sparse supplies, she managed to unearth a sleeve of crackers.

Returning to the room, Vanessa offered the crackers to Willow. Willow took them, nudging Milan awake.

"Here," Willow said gently, propping Milan up slightly. "Try to eat a little. It might settle your stomach.”

“Or give you something to throw up so your stomach stops sounding like that,” Vanessa shrugged.

Milan weakly reached for a cracker, nibbling at it hesitantly. His stomach gurgled in protest, he could taste water and acid in the back of his throat.

"Good job," Willow encouraged, even though he froze in terms of nibbling the cracker, her voice soft and comforting. "Just take it slow."

Milan felt sick, and hot. He felt like he was boiling. A sure sign of his he most certainly was going to be sick again.

“Willow did you bring over the trash….” Milan started. He felt like he couldn’t move, if he got up now he’d vomit all over the rug in his bedroom, or the hallway.

“Yeah,” Willow nodded, turning and grabbing it, handing it over, going back to brush Milan’s bangs out of his face, “I always forget how curly your hair is…”

Milan wanted to laugh. But instead, his stomach lurched, and the traces of crackers quickly left his stomach, followed by the water. And then, acid and saliva.

Milan coughed, hard, heaving up small traces of bile with an abundance of saliva. Willow didn’t flinch, holding Milan up.

Vanessa started rubbing Milan’s back and also bracing him to make it so Willow wasn’t harboring the whole burden of Milan’s weight.

“Just take it easy,” Willow said, reassuring him, “You’ll be okay…”

[holdmytesseract]

Of the Birds and the Bees

☆ The Baby Fever AU ☆

Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader ft. Ella

Summary: Ella asks the question of all questions. How will her dad react?

Warnings: talks of babies and stuff, fluff, this is actually very funny, suggestive things...

Word Count: 1,7k

a/n: Well... This kinda just happened! 😂 Thanks to @lokisgoodgirl for giving me some great ideas! 😁Credits to you, my lovely friend! 💚

Divider by the wonderful @fictive-sl0th ! 💚

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Masterlist °☆• Baby Fever Masterlist

You knew this day would come... The day most of the parents were afraid of. The day their kids started to ask questions and get more curious about how the world around them was functioning. Ella had started this phase, when she was three years old - and she was still in it. Not as much as she was with four or five, but still. With Ella passing through this very important stage in her life, both you and Loki hoped that she was going to spare you with the question... Where does babies come from. Luckily, she did spare you and Loki, at first - for about two years. Until the whole sibling thing started, and you were going through your second pregnancy...

"Daddy?" The god sat beside his daughter, in the warm, soft sand of Pensacola Beach in Florida, building a sandcastle with her. The little family had decided to take some time off, enjoying the summer holidays in the sunny state. This was the third day in a row the three - pardon, four, spend on the beach, due to the fact Ella loved it so much. She loved the sun, the beach, the water... And especially, she loved to drag her dad along. While you got the 'privilege' to lay lazily on a beach chair the whole day, tanning yourself and reading books, Loki was playing with Ella. Not that he didn't like it, no. Quite the opposite. He loved it. Okay... Loki may have been not a beach and sea loving person, but he'd do anything for his princess. Anything.

"Yes, princess?" The raven-haired man answered, helping to shape the big castle they were building further. "Where does my baby brother or sister come from?" The question came totally out of the blue; escaping the little girl's lips so casually. Loki was completely taken aback by this; and also quite... shocked? What was he supposed to answer? "Daddy?" Ella addressed him once again, looking up to him with those big, innocent blue eyes. Loki swallowed, his brain searching feverishly for a fitting explanation to a six-year-old. "Well..." He started; his eyes landing frantically on you. You laid on a beach chair, not that far away with a sunshade protecting your body from the hot sun of Florida, just like the sunglasses on top of your nose were shielding your eyes. One hand was supporting your head, while the other rested protectively on your already quite big baby bump - for being three months pregnant. No doubt, that Loki's Frost Giant genes were strong in this baby... From where Loki sat, it looked like you were sleeping - and the last thing he wanted to do was to wake you up. The god knew very well, that growing a baby was very straining and could be exhausting... But growing a Frost Giant baby, was even more stressful for the body. So, waking you up was definitely no option, which left him no choice than to answer this difficult question by himself...

He took a deep breath, facing Ella again. Play it cool, Loki... Just play it cool... "Where do you think babies are coming from, sweetie?" Testing the waters first. Although Loki knew that his girl was very smart. "Hmm..." Ella hummed, furrowing her brows in a thinking manner. She looked very cute, doing this. "It has something to do with you and mommy, right?" "Indeed. Yes." The god nodded, starting to smile. Luckily, his brilliant mind came up with an idea just in time. "Alright, so... Princess, you know daddy's got magic, right?" Once again, the little girl was looking up at her dad, totally intrigued and excited. "Uh.Huh." "Well... Daddy's got a magic wand, with whom he can tap mommy, and when the moon stands just right and the stars align..." Ella's eyes widened in fascination. "I'm going to get a baby brother or sister..." She breathed, finishing Loki's sentence. He nodded, being totally proud and confident about his answer - which was technically not wrong... "Can I see the magic wand?" If the question beforehand wouldn't have run Loki over like a truck, this question certainly did. Completely innocent, wide eyes were looking up at him. Well, he put himself in this precarious situation. Why didn't he think of that? Of course, was his daughter way too curious sometimes for her own good... "No, princess. Absolutely not." The good quickly shook his head. "This wand is not meant for little princesses to see." Loki prayed that Ella would just accept his answer and not ask more questions. "Oh... Okay." The girl shrugged her shoulders and redirected her attention back to the sandcastle. Relief washed over the god. Thank the Norns, he thought. His eyes travelled up to the beach chair once again, seeing that you had woken up; nose buried in a book now. "Ella, I'm going to check on mommy, okay?" "Okay." "Stay here, don't go out of sight, yeah?" "I know, daddy. You always tell me that. I won't do it." She said, smiling coyly at her father, who nodded. "I know, but I say it nevertheless, because I love you so very much." Loki stated, quickly reaching out his arms to tickle her pink swimsuit clad sides, which caused Ella to squeal and laugh. "S-Stop, d-daddy, s-stop!" She panted in between high-pitched giggles, trying to fight back, but Loki was, of course, taller and stronger. Nevertheless, he had mercy on her and stopped tickling her. Instead, he crawled around the sandcastle (not to destroy it) and 'attacked' his on the sand laying daughter with kisses, smooching her face. Once again, Ella started to laugh and wrapped her small hands around Loki's neck, in order to hug him. "I love you, too, daddy." She giggled, squeezing her eyes shut as Loki's long, matching raven curls tickled her face.

Once Loki was satisfied in showing his daughter how much exactly he loved her, he stood up from the warm sand and made his way over to you.

"Hello, my love." You welcomed him with a smile, lowering your sunglasses to properly look at him. "Hi." "Awake again?" You nodded - and as if on cue, yawned. A sweet chuckle left the God's lips. "Seems like you should go back to sleep again." You giggled as well, looking up at the devilishly handsome man.

His black curls fell over his broad shoulders, his bare torso literally shining in the sun, causing him to look even more ethereal. The only thing preventing him from being naked was the pair of black swim shorts, which sat quite snug around his hips and thighs, giving you the perfect view of the strong muscles in his legs and a sneak peek of his v-line. Not to mention the patch of black, fine hair disappearing inside the swim shorts... Norns... You quickly blinked and slightly shook your head to get yourself out of this... lusting trance. Stupid hormones.

"Love, everything alright?" Your husband asked, wearing that mischievous, boyish smile of his. He knew. Oh, he definitely knew. "Uh.Huh, yeah, of course." Loki raised a sceptical eyebrow, stepping closer to the beach chair you were laying in. "Yes, is that so? Are you certain?" He asked, placing a hand on the arm rest of the chair, leaning over, so that he was almost hovering above you now. You bit your lip, watching all his muscles in his upper body flex, as they were working hard to keep him upright. "Or does my wife need a... special treatment?" Loki's whispered seductively. A wolfish smirk tugged on his lips, as his free hand landed on your bare leg, making its way from your knee to the inside of your thigh. "I-I... Uh..." You stammered, feeling the heat crawl up inside you. Your sanity was fighting against it, because Ella was just a stone's throw away. So, you reached for his hand and intertwined your fingers with his, taking a deep breath. "I'm good, Lokes. As much I'd love to have a special treatment, I don't want Ella to... You know." The lust in Loki's eyes vanished, as he looked at you in understanding. "Of course, love. You're right. I'm sorry, I just... Sometimes, I just can't restrain myself - and I saw how you were looking at me." You smiled, bringing yours and Loki's intertwined hands to your lips, placing a kiss there. "I know, baby - and believe me when I tell you, that I love that about you." You winked at him. "And I'm more than happy to have this special treatment later, when our daughter is in bed." Another smirk darted over the God's face. "Oh, I am more than delighted to accept this offer, my queen." He bent down once again, placing a sweet but firm kiss on your lips.

After he straightened up again, Loki eyed the beach chair, and with a snap of his fingers, the chair became suddenly bigger, wider - fitting for two people. Loki didn't waste any time, laid down beside you, turned on his side, so he was able to see you. He supported his head with one arm; the free hand resting on your bump. "Everything alright in there as well?" You nodded, tucking a loose strand of his long raven hair behind his ear. "Perfect, babe." He smiled, just studying your face for a few moments, until he spoke up again. "Ella just asked me the question." Your eyes widened on an instant. "The question?" Now it was the God's turn to nod. "Yes." "What did you tell her?" "Well..." Loki said, starting to smile smugly. "Lokes..." You said in a warning tone, already expecting the worst. "I told her that daddy has a magic wand he can tap mommy with it and that when the moon stands just right and the stars align..." He said, winking at you. "Oh Norns... A magic wand?" The God was still smiling smugly, now wiggling his eyebrows. "Well, it's not a lie, is it, my queen?" You playfully rolled your eyes and slapped his chest slightly; eyes landing on the still happily playing Ella. A freaking magic wand... Unbelievable, yet absolutely Loki-like.

[paulisded]

The Ledge #568: New Releases (Pt. 2)

After last week's special Record Store Day edition of the monthly "new release" show, we're back this week with the more traditional type of broadcast devoted to brand new tunes. And, like usual, we're all over the place when it comes to genres. There's some great power pop. There's a little bit of punk. A tad here and there of garage rock. And, yes, there's some Americana.

But it's not just the varied genres of the show. It's the fact that this music comes from all over the world. From Australia to Germany to Canada to even my little city of Sioux Falls, SD. Yes, the first set of the show is devoted to a trio of great local bands - The Rose Quarter, Thought Patrol, and Off Contact - all of whom have wonderful records that are eithier already out or about to be released.

As for the "52 Weeks of Teenage Kicks", I have a cover that's almost 40 years old but is still technically a new release. The version by Dawn Chorus & The Blue Tits initially came out on Stiff Records in 1985, but it has also now been included in a brand new collection of female power pop. She's Got The Power! Female Power Pop, Punk & Garage not only includes this track but tunes by Blondie, The Dollyrots, Baby Shakes, Amy Rigby, Lydia Loveless, Shonen Knife, and many more!

And, of course, I have to once again beg y'all for brand new covers of this classic tune. Please, please, please, if you have the capabilities, or know any artists that would be perfect to remake "Teenage Kicks", send them my way! Next week, I will be world premiering a brand new submissions that I'm sure you're all going to love!

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1. Dawn Chorus & The Blue Tits - Teenage Kicks

2. The Rose Quarter - Juvenilia

3. Thought Patrol - Coyote Fever

4. Off Contact - Someday

5. Tony Valentino - Try It

6. The Walk Offs - Guilty

7. Country Westerns - Knucklen

8. The Blue Aeroplanes - Bulletproof Coffee & A Snake-Oil Shot

9. Paint Fumes - Fascinating

10. Paint Fumes - Missed a Step

11. Crocodiles - Love Beyond The Grave

12. Crocodiles - Rock 'n' Roll Graveyard

13. Richie Ramone - Live To Tell

14. Glen Matlock - Head On A Stick

15. The Damned - You're Gonna Realise

16. Mudhoney - Little Dogs

17. Steve Adamyk Band - Do You Wanna Know (The Kids)

18. Steve Adamyk Band - Slip Away (Sedatives)

19. Bill Bones - River Rats

20. The Meffs - Dead In The City

21. The Hi-End - I Need A Witness

22. The Master Plan - BBQ

23. Carissa Johnson - Something Good

24. Mozzy Dee - Love Loves To Hurt Me

25. The Black Delta Movement - Fourth Pass Over The Graveyard

26. Dick Stusso - Part-Time Apocalypse

27. SEX MEX - The Mall

28. The Bloodstrings - Heartache Radio

29. Teenage Bottlerocket - So Dumb

30. Friends of Cesar Romero - Gameboy America

31. Killer Kin - On the Chain

32. Pardoner - Are You Free Tonight?

33. The On and Ons - Let Ya Hair Down!

34. Ryan Hamilton - Haunted by the Holy Ghost

35. The Apers - Dudes In The Band

36. The Darts - Shit Show

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kisses & clementines || josh kiszka x reader

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Summary: You and Josh pick out  name for your little one. || Standalone fic in the Cabin Fever universe

Pairings: Josh Kiszka x Wife!Reader | Genre: domestic fluff | Word Count: 1.5k | Warnings: pregnancy

A/N: Oh man have I missed Josh and Baby!!! This fic is set when Baby is pregnant with their first little one, JD, around 5-8 years after Cabin Fever. I hope you like it! ♡

“Baby! I’m home!”

You heard Josh’s voice from downstairs, and you paused the episode you’d been watching as you lay in bed. A few moments later, Josh poked his head around the door and knocked softly.

“Hi,” he said, a handsome smile on his face.

You grinned. “Hi. You don’t have to knock to come into your own bedroom.”

He shrugged as he came in, laden with a grocery bag and the water bottle you’d left downstairs earlier and hadn’t wanted to go get.

“You never know,” he said as you set your laptop on your nightstand. “You might have been enjoying some alone time.”

His brows waggled when he said it, and you laughed.

“If I was, you’d be more than welcome to join me,” you said. “As it is, though, I was just lazing around.”

“You’re not lazing around,” he said, coming to sit on the side of the bed. “You’re making a whole entire person.”

You ran your hand over your round belly, the shirt that had been baggy before you were pregnant now stretched tight as your little one continued to grow.

“Looking like a whale doing it, too,” you said ruefully.

Josh tutted and gave you a consoling kiss. “Don’t be mean to my favorite girl.”

You smiled. “A cute whale, then.”

“That’s better.” 

He set your water bottle on his nightstand and showed you what he’d bought.

“Sorry I was a little late coming home,” he said. “But I remembered you said you were having cravings, so...”

He handed you a whole bag of clementines. “Here you go, baby. Just for you.”

“Ooh, thank you!” you gushed. You held the bag to your chest and gave a dreamy sigh. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he said.

“I was talking to the clementines, honey.”

Josh laughed out loud. “Oh. Pardon me, then.”

You beamed at him, loving the sound of his laugh, happy he was home. All your exhaustion seemed to melt away just having him near.

“I love you too, though,” you said. “Especially when you bring me clementines.”

He smiled and leaned over to give you a kiss. “Anything for you, sweetheart.”

You waited patiently for him to change into comfier clothes, and you showered him with kisses when he got into bed next to you.

“Maybe I’ll bring you clementines more often if it makes you this happy to see me,” he teased, content to let you have your way with him. 

“I’m always this happy to see you,” you said, trailing kisses under his jaw. “If I wasn’t so tired, I’d ravish you all night long.”

He chuckled. “Ravish me, huh? Well, I’ll take a rain check for when you’re feeling better.”

When you’d had your fill of kisses for the time being, you snuggled close and rested your head on his shoulder. He peeled you a clementine and gave it to you in neat little pieces.

“I got them for you,” he said, a little surprised when you tried to offer him a piece.

“You got me a million of them,” you said, setting a piece in the palm of his hand. “Besides, Josh Junior likes it when I share.”

“Josh Junior?” he mused. “That’s what we’re calling him?”

You shrugged. “I know we haven’t settled on any names, but I want to call him something. And ‘baby’ is already taken.”

Josh grinned and gave you a kiss, and you decided you liked the taste of clementines even better on his lips.

You sat in bed sharing clementines for a while, and Josh told you about his day at the studio, tuning even the most fractious of moments between his brothers into a story that made you laugh. 

“We all like the idea of doing an EP of John Denver songs,” he said, “but none of us can agree on how we should go about it. I think we should just keep it simple, but you know Jake. He’s got to get in a guitar solo somewhere.”

You smiled at the thought of one of Jake’s rock ‘n roll solos in the middle of a soft acoustic love song.

“Have you even decided which songs you’re going to cover?” you asked.

He shook his head. “No, but I think we’re just going to each pick our favorite, and then maybe do a fifth one we all agree on.”

“Which one are you going to pick?”

He considered that for a moment, absently running his fingers over your belly in a soothing pattern.

“Maybe ‘Annie’s Song’,” he said. “But that might be a contender for the one we all agree on. I was also thinking of ‘The Music is You’.”

You thought back to Red Rocks, the first time they’d covered that song, and remembered how much you’d loved hearing it in Josh’s voice.

“I think that would be a wonderful choice, honey,” you said. You kissed his cheek. “Will you sing it for me and Josh Junior?”

“Right now?”

“Pretty please?”

He gave a dramatic sigh. “Oh, if you insist,” he teased, as if he would have denied you anything you asked for.

You smiled as he moved himself to lay beside you, feeling the warmth of his hand as he splayed it across your tummy.

“Music makes pictures and often tells stories, all of it magic and all of it true.”

His voice was soft and sweet, full of affection and gentleness. You brushed your fingers through his curls, resting in the love he had for you and your little one.

“And all of the pictures and all of the stories, all of the magic, the music is you.”

You felt a fluttery little kick right under Josh’s hand.

“Oh,” you said softly. “You like your daddy’s voice, don’t you?”

Josh looked up at you. “You feel him kicking?”

“Right where your hand is,” you said, and you melted at the smile on his face. You put your hand over his and pressed it a little deeper against your tummy.

“He’s right there,” you said, hoping your little one would kick again so Josh could feel it.

“Come on,” Josh crooned after a moment. “Where are you, little love?”

The baby kicked enthusiastically in response to Josh’s voice, and you gave a laugh that was part groan. Josh’s entire face lit up with wonder and adoration.

“There you are,” he cooed. He rubbed his fingers over your belly. “Hi, my love. Daddy’s right here. You’re being a little rough on mama, though.”

The baby continued to give little kicks in response, and Josh’s delighted laugh was like music.

“We love you so much, little boy,” he said, pressing kisses to your tummy. “Your mama and daddy love you.”

He continued singing, and you felt your little one respond to your husband’s voice. Love enveloped you, inside and out, and you rested your hand over Josh’s.

“Can you believe we’re having a baby?” you said softly.

Josh looked up at you with a lovesick smile. “It’s a little crazy, isn’t it?”

He kissed your belly again. “We’re already fantastic parents, I think,” he said sweetly. “We’ve already given him a great taste in music, haven’t we?”

A thought occurred to you as Josh went back to humming.

“We could name him John Denver,” you said.

Josh looked back up at you. “Really?”

“You don’t like it?”

He shrugged. “No, I... it's sweet, actually. A little eccentric, but sweet.”

You smiled. “I thought you said you wanted an eccentric name.”

“Yeah, but I was thinking more like Ajax Wolf-Hunter or something.”

You were dissolved in laughter for a solid few minutes at that, and he just grinned up at you like it was the most attractive thing you’d ever done. When you’d tapered off to a few giggles every now and then, he turned back to your tummy.

“Your mama thinks it’s funny that I’m naming you the coolest name ever,” he said.

“I hate to break it to you, honey, but I’m not naming your son Ajax Wolf-Hunter Kiszka.”

He hummed. “Spoilsport.” He gave your belly one last kiss before he moved to sit beside you again, and he kissed you so thoroughly that you would have let him name your baby anything he wanted.

“I like John Denver,” he said, giving you a moment to catch your breath, nuzzling against your neck. “Let’s name him that, if you want to.”

“We could call him JD,” you offered.

You felt his smile. “JD,” he repeated. “Yeah, I like that. Let’s call him JD.”

You felt little JD kick again, and you drew Josh’s hand to feel it.

“I think that’s unanimous, then,” he said with a beaming grin. “John Denver Kiszka it is.”

He kissed you again, and you put your hand to his cheek.

“I love you, Josh.”

He drew back to look at you, and love for you and your son shone through in every feature of his beloved face.

“I love you too, baby.”

He wrapped his arms around you and drew you close, your family of three all snug and safe and loved, and you knew that you had never been happier.

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The Perfect Girl - Chapter 6 (Kamisato Ayato x Reader)

Author’s Note: Yey! We made it this far~ Woohoo~ If some of y’all think that, Chapter 5 is interesting, it couldn’t be more interesting than this chapter. Enjoy reading~

Author’s Note 2: All characters are OOC! Please be reminded that this fanfic is Modern! AU and Highschool! AU and none of this are canons to the actual lore of Genshin Impact. I do not own Genshin Impact or the characters in the game!

Synopsis: You were a graduating high school student who somehow got involved in unfortunate events and transferred to Teyvat International School. Due to your “complicated” physical features, you became the main target of the school’s “bully”, Kamisato Ayato! Together with his friends, Diluc Ragnvindr, Tartaglia, and Arataki Itto.

Word Count: 4k

Content Warning: Vulgar Words, Mentions of S*icide, Mentions of Death, A little inappropriate! 

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Today was something you already expected to happen. You had a fever from being soaked in the rain for too long yesterday, your eyes wandered around your room to see where you placed your phone but as soon as you grabbed it, it was out of battery which is why you wouldn't be able to text Lumine the reason for your absence. 

One of the maids entered your room to check up on you. She brought you a hot porridge for your breakfast together with some fever medicines and looked up to you then smiled. 

"My lady, you look like Lady Iliya from 20 years ago. I'm pretty sure she'll be happy that her only daughter grew up to look as pretty as her. You know, your mom used to hang out with someone in your school." Even if you were sick, you were curious about the person your mom was close with. 

"I don't remember her name but she met that person while she was working after she got married to your father… hm… If I recall correctly that lady has violet eyes and hair-" There's only one person that fits that description. 

"Was her name Ei?" You asked the maid. 

"Oh yes! Her work name is Raiden but the people who're close to her call her Ei! She also took care of you when you were a baby whenever your mother wasn't available." The maid replied but these are all memories that you no longer recall and it was probably because you weren't conscious that time. You now understand why Ms. Ei always looks out for you. 

"Hmm, what else? Well, the L/N family and the Kamisato Family were the founders of the school you're attending but most people aren't familiar with the L/N family involved since your parents made it low-key hence it's only the Kamisato Family that was popular and known as" the maid added. (A/N: Yes, it's mentioned in the early chapters how there's a staff in the cafeteria recognizing you because you're an L/N, the reason Y/N didn't go there throughout her existence was to prevent her from meeting Ayato as a child.)

"Kami..sato Family?" You replied but you're having a terrible headache when you hear those words. You don't recall anything from your childhood that you were affiliated with someone from the Kamisato Family. You held your head because it was hurting bad. 

"My lady, pardon me but I believe you should take a good rest." She said as she collected the bowl and utensils you used for your breakfast. You drank the fever medicine and went back to bed. The maid thought to herself that she shouldn't have mentioned the Kamisato Family since your mother ordered her not to mention anything from that family again years ago because she doesn't want you to remember that someone planned to kill you and doesn't want you to think that she neglected you as your mother. 

— 

You woke up to the scent of food and flowers. Your eyes were a bit blurry from the start but as soon as you're gaining consciousness… There are a lot of people inside your room? 

"You're finally awake!" Lumine cheered. Your eyes wandered around to see Lumine, Childe, Diluc, Itto, and Sara scattered in your room. But why are Itto and Sara here? Are they plotting something against you? 

"I heard you were sick, I'm not here because of my own will but because Miko asked me to give you something," Sara said and handed out you a letter, it seemed like an invitation on something. 

"She invited you to her debut, and as an apology for hurting you yesterday," She added. 

"Excuse me, hurting her? You mean other than pouring a hot bowl of soup, she did something else than that?" Diluc raised an eyebrow and walked up to you. His face says it all as if he was asking you if you were alright and you gave him a short nod.

"Save the explanation, She got mad because Miko thought Y/N was flirting with Ayato" Sara replied which made you choke on your saliva. Did you hear that right? 

"Huh—" You were about to ask why she thought that but it crossed your mind that Miko shouldn't be jealous in the first place. 

"And I'm here just because Sara and Childe are here." Itto proudly said.

"D-diluc since when did you arrive?" You asked. 

"Like a few hours ago, I hear milady got in trouble" Did he just? No, he won't. Why would you assume Diluc just tried to flirt with you?

Childe seemed to have his mind somewhere else and is currently talking to someone on the phone. 

— 

"Everyone's at Y/N's place? And I'm not there?" Ayato asked if he is frustrated with how he was left out with the group when he was always informed about their activities. 

"I figured out you'd apologize to her personally so I didn't invite you to come to visit her" Childe coldly responded, he hopes that Ayato might reunite with her if they were to have an alone time but then again he also doubts that would happen because the last time you and Ayato were together alone, you got an awful haircut and fever.

"Fine, I'll apologize to her later" He rolled his eyes since he doesn't want to lower his pride and apologize to someone like you. Ayato thought this would be the best solution so Childe wouldn't be mad at him. 

"Sure… I believe you. Oh, gotta hang up now I've been missing out with everyone having fun here~" Childe playfully replied to annoy Ayato. Ayato on the other line was pissed off that his friends were having fun without him. 

— 

"So everyone is invited to wear summer clothes, most preferred what you would wear on a beach," You said as you read through the invitation Miko gave you. 

"Summer? I thought we're going to wear something from old Inazuma—" Itto asked. 

"Itto, it was changed into summer clothes aren't you paying attention when Miko announced it?" Sara immediately said and winked at him. Itto automatically understood what it meant. You and Lumine noticed this weird behavior but you concluded that it was going to be the least of your worries.

"You don't have to come Y/N if you don't want to" Diluc put his hand on your shoulder and reassured you.

"It would be a shame if I wouldn't come to the party of the popular Guuji Yae '' You faced Diluc and smiled at him. Maybe everything's going to be alright there? 

"Why is Ayato's name not listed on Miko's 18 roses?" You asked. You thought Guuji Yae likes Ayato the same way he does but the last dance is considered the special one yet his name isn't written here. 

"Can you like, read it out loud. I'm as confused as you are." Sara's body froze on the spot, if Ayato isn't written there then who was the person on the 18th rose? 

You cleared your throat and began to dictate the people included on her 18 roses. 

"For the 18 roses: 

(A/N: For NPC’s I will show an image on where to find them in the game)

Tepper (A/N: Haha :’))

Takashi

Tomoki

Junkichi

Hirano

Bennett

Razor

Gorou

Thoma

Kazuha

Xiao

Albedo

Chongyun

Xingqiu

Childe

Diluc

Itto

Aether

Takashi

Tomoki

Junkichi

Hirano

That's all, there's no scratch here that would reveal Kamisato Ayato's full name" you said. 

"Maybe Miko has other plans for him, RIGHT? Ayato's name may be written there. Am I right guys?" Itto said. 

Sara gave a worried look to Lumine because she assumed that Lumine would know about the affair his brother is having with Guuji Yae but it seemed like Lumine still hasn't concluded what is happening because she still lacks evidence of what was Aether hiding. 

"Y-yeah! Miko probably has other plans! What if she'll finally b-be A-Ayato's girlfriend on t-the day of h-her birthday! Hehe!" Sara was nervous about the words she was speaking she didn't know what the invitation contained at all because she didn't want Itto, Diluc, and Childe to know what she discovered in the Women's Bathroom between Aether and Guuji Yae's text messages. 

For once, Sara has been feeling bad for treating you like shit because her best friend has started to betray each one of them. Until now, she can't move on from the fact that out of all the people she wanted to date it had to be someone that's affiliated with the Kamisato Family. Once her secret is out that's not only going to ruin her pretty reputation but's going to destroy both siblings.

"That's great for him if that happens, besides you know Guuji Yae is a little mischievous herself, knowing her, she'd probably do that to make Ayato feel bad but then come back with a bigger plan. Ayato is lucky to have someone like her" Itto added, he thought to himself Sara is correct, Sara never lies. What could go wrong? 

Sara gulped because she knew that Ayato and his friends weren't getting an invitation. After all, the whole gang was like a VIP who never needed one. 

"So? How do we tell Ayato that he's going to get a big surprise on Miko's birthday?" Childe replied which made Sara facepalm mentally, she didn't want someone to know but at least someone picked up her hints because her words alone aren't going to stand on their own. Who would believe her that Guuji Yae is having an affair with the boyfriend of Kamisato Ayaka when her sibling is courting her? People would think she's crazy and jealous of Miko that she started to speak nonsense.

"We don't tell him" Lumine giggled at the little secret the group made. She's glad that Itto nor Sara isn't bullying you and it's probably because you were sick. 

"Oh well, Y/N, we'd have to leave soon. Eat lots of food and get well, okay?" Diluc said and brushed your hair. You smiled at him, even if some people were shitting on you, you were glad that you made friends. 

"Thank you, everyone… for visiting me," You said to everyone. 

"J-just so you know I'm not your friend!" Sara pouted. 

"M-me too!" Itto embarrassingly said as well which made everyone laugh because it doesn't fit his image to be a tsundere. 

"You don't have to deny the fact that Y/N is a good person. She never did anything against anyone though." Diluc said. 

"C-come on Itto, let's get out of this place" Sara grabbed Itto's arm and stormed outside your room. 

"I guess we should also go now. Get well soon Y/N or you'd miss out on a lot of things." Lumine said and patted your hand. The three of them waved goodbye as some of the maids went inside your room to prepare the food your friends brought for your well-being. 

—

(At this point, I wouldn't be able to apologize to Y/N) Ayato thought to himself as Guuji Yae is pressing his chest down on the table inside the school's library. 

"You aren't thinking of Y/N aren't you?" Miko said as her face got a little closer to Ayato. 

"N-no I'm not- Miko… we can't do this… I'm not your boyfriend. We're high school students and someone might see us here and create a scandal" Ayato's getting more incoherent than he was, other than that he knew if he didn't pull Miko away he'd have a growing problem below his body. 

It took everything in him to push the girl he likes away from him. None of that was correct and most importantly.

"Y-you disgust me, you aren't being reserved at all— it's like you want us to do something more appropriate to do after getting married. I'm the heir of the Kamisato Family, I can't afford to destroy my family's future— I can't create a huge scandal—" Even if his face was like a tomato he was completely disturbed by Miko acting like this. She wasn't the girl he fell in love with, the Miko he knew was pure and reserved.

Guuji Yae is infuriated with his reply, this was one of her chances to destroy his title and image but her charm wasn't enough to make Ayato give in so she'd have to play it cool and make herself the victim on this one. (A/N: Okay for our memory triplane, it's in Chapter 2 where Diluc and Childe talked about Y/N and Ayato's past!) 

"So it's Y/N huh, you know you've been acting strange around here lately. Are you gradually liking her and using your bullying tactics to get her attention? What would other people think about you and your image when they get to know you're bullying a student? If it's about her you don't mind at all but if it's about me—" Miko stopped and turned her back from Ayato who's dismayed sitting at the library table with his hair and uniform messed up. 

"I said I'm not thinking of anyone else right now— I just feel uncomfortable, M-Miko! Please!" Ayato pleaded but he was too late.

"You're disappointing me Ayato," She said and walked away from him. 

Ayato is completely confused about what's her problem. To be frank, he did notice that Miko has been quite distant to him these days, is there something she was hiding? He thought to himself maybe it's better if he never apologized to you if it means he and Miko would be alright. He wouldn't mind if his best friend is mad at him since Miko should always go first. 

— 

It's been a couple of weeks after that incident and the maids convinced you not to go to school for weeks after recovering to make sure that nothing goes wrong after your recovery. After all, you are the successor of this family so they need to always check that you're in good health. You have seen your friends who visited you and they're making sure that you catch up with whatever you miss in class. You wondered how Ayato is but they don't seem to talk about him, you thought he's probably busy with Miko when you don't know what happened between them or his friends. This wasn't the same Ayato a few weeks ago,  he wasn't hanging out that much with Childe, Diluc, and Itto at school and he wasn't being himself the whole time because Miko has been ignoring his existence but she still seemed to be happy about her life even after landing that ultimatum to Ayato. 

Today is Guuji Yae's birthday. 

Lumine told you that she has her nails redone because she got a little excited the last time. Maybe her debut was one of the most awaited events in the school. You look into your wardrobe and search for something that fits the theme. To your conclusion, you wore a spaghetti strap top and shorts followed by a pair of beige sandals. 

You bid your goodbyes to your maids and servants as you enter the car that's leading to the Yae residence and wait for Lumine at your agreed location in some cafe near her home. 

An hour after you finally reached your destination to see Lumine sitting beside the window. But there's a problem, it seemed the clothes she was wearing were nowhere near yours. She saw you and waved her hand to signal which table she was sitting at. The shock on her face is as clear as crystal water seeing the clothes you were wearing. 

"Y/N?! Did no one tell you that the theme was changed?" Lumine said. 

"N-no?" You replied. 

"Archons! I thought Childe told you when he visited you alone but maybe he also thought that I said it to you that's why… you were never informed. The same probably went for Diluc, I'm so sorry Y/N it's just a huge miscommunication with everyone— here I'll return home and get you some clothes-" Lumine said as she frantically pats your hand. It's as if she has a bad feeling something's about to go down later. (A/N: I wonder why did Childe visit you alone PF 😶)

"Isn't your house far away from Guuji Yae? Don't worry about me Lumine. It's just a party" You nervously said, somehow you felt cold sweat around you and had this intuition that something might happen but you didn't let that feeling get ahead of you or else. 

— 

"I'm gonna scold Childe so bad!" Lumine said and started to dial Childe's number harshly. 

"Where the hell are you? You're already late!" Childe said on the other line, that he seemed to be troubled by something.

"Wait, the party started way earlier than it was on the invitation? Why am I not informed about the changes?" Lumine whispered since she doesn't want you to hear that you were an hour late already.

"Things aren't looking good right now, Ayato is nowhere to be seen after the rose dance thingy. The thing is, just go here as soon as possible. Diluc and Itto have been searching for him. LUMINE HE WAS UPSET!" Childe was bewildered, even he was shocked by what happened.

"SO what was the theme again? You didn't tell Y/N?!" Lumine changed the tone of her voice to let you know what they were talking about and not to make you worry more because you were wearing different clothes.

"Just stay with her okay! AND JUST GET HERE ALREADY" Childe hung up the phone.

"Just stick with me later Y/N! Gosh! Let's go! We're running late already!" Lumine sighed with disappointment. 

—

An hour ago.

"Huh? Isn't it supposed to be Kamisato Ayato? Why is it Lady Ayaka's boyfriend?" 

"I heard rumors that Lady Miko was very compassionate about this." 

"Tell me how does that look compassionate to you?" 

"You didn't know? Those two people dancing are going to be married to the Kamisato siblings. Isn't that adorable to make their family ties stronger?"

"Shit! Shit! Where's Ayato?" Childe nudged Diluc who almost threw his grape juice away. 

"Whatever you're saying Childe, I don't see him with my vision. That's why I'm admiring what I'm seeing right now" Diluc answered calmly. 

"Guys!" 

Childe and Diluc looked behind them to see an Itto who was fighting for their breath. 

"Where the hell have you been?" Childe frustratingly asked. 

"I- I saw A-Ayato *pants* I think he went upstairs but MAN, I was too late, he's too fast I can't find him," Itto said who hurried to the buffet section to give himself a drink. 

"Diluc? What are you waiting for? Let's find-" Childe stopped. 

"Didn't you notice earlier when we were dancing with Miko, she seemed happy about her choices. So what I am telling you is to calm down, maybe she has something up her sleeve?" Diluc said, which made the ginger nod and calm a little until he received a phone call from Lumine.

Kamisato Ayato stares from above hidden from everyone the woman of his dreams was being danced to by the boyfriend of his sister. 

"Brother?" 

Ayato looked behind him to see his sister's smile. 

"I knew I'd find you here. I asked some of the students if anyone saw you." Ayaka said and walked towards him. 

"What are you doing?" Ayato asked him calmly, he was trying his best to hide the sadness and tears from his sister. At times like this, he needs to show her that he is a strong man. 

"Oh, you didn't know? Well, I just got told earlier about all of these things… Miko came up to me earlier saying that she thinks it would be nice if my boyfriend and… your future girlfriend would share a dance. After all, they're going to get married to us." Ayaka giggled, this statement lightened up Ayato's mood, and finally, he sighed relief and smiled. 

"Is that so?" All he could think of is him and Miko getting married in the future. He realized that he was just overthinking about Aether and Miko having a secret affair, and he concluded that there was no way was going to happen. 

"Look at them, they're so adorable considering they only met each other when we watched that movie at the mall, so brother, would you come downstairs now and let's get something to eat? They have Sakura mochi and tempura there followed by boba. It's our favorite!" Ayaka laughed and dragged her brother downstairs.

Seeing the siblings together with a smile on their faces put everyone in the room at ease. 

— 

"Okay Y/N don't let go of my hand okay?" Lumine reminded you again for the tenth time as if you're her child. 

"Yes mom, I know" you teasingly replied which made her more frustrated. 

The two of you walked inside the venue to see flashing lights, balloons, and a lot of extravagant decorations. These were all designed for the grand debut of the one and only Guuji Yae. 

The mischievous pink-haired debutante has been waiting for your arrival since then. 

(It seems Sara did her assignment after all) She thought to herself. 

"Now."

Your vision turned black, there was a power outage at a huge party like this? And the person holding you seems to be the first one to let go after reminding you so many times not to let go of theirs. 

You can't see a single thing in the middle of darkness until you feel someone push you hard until your trip to the floor. 

That's when the lights turned on to see your classmates and schoolmates surrounding you. 

What a fucking whore! Look at her clothes! Biatch! 

What a fucking surprise for entertainment! Is this a part of the event?

Didn't you know how to read huh? I guess you're also stupid! 

Pfff! I don't think the Old Inazuma theme means Summer clothes? 

Look at her trying to do make up- still as ugly as ever. 

Hey! Where's the camera? We need to post this in the forum. 

Ooh? What's the headline?

Maybe 'Local Bitch Tries To Seduce The Debutante's Suitor' 

*Snap*

*Flash*

*Click* 

Come on, aren't you supposed to smile when a camera is pointed at you? L/N Y/N! 

Bitch!

Whore!

Stupid!

"Jean! Look!" Eula shouted to grab the attention of her friend. 

"Miko is such a genius!" The two girls shared a laugh.

Tears started to form around your eyes. You're wearing a spaghetti strap top with shorts while everyone around you wears Yukata and Kimonos. You shouldn't have come to this party.

You always had that feeling that you weren't welcome here, that the invitation was merely a sorry gift. If only you knew that this was a trap only designed for you.

You're embarrassed right now, what else are you supposed to do? Everyone is laughing at you, calling you names. 

"M-mom please, I'm scared" you whispered to yourself but… no one would come to save you, you were already crying standing in the middle of everyone.

Look she's calling for her mommy! 

Oh wait, you don't have one anymore. 

Haha! No one will save you now! 

"I… I fucking knew it! She shouldn't have come" Diluc was furious and was about to get you only to be stopped by Childe. 

"Y/N!" Lumine shouted as her body froze seeing you in much pain.

"Diluc, wait" Childe strongly grabbed Diluc's arm for him not to do anything nor move in his place. 

"What the fuck Childe? Y/N's in danger—" Childe, Diluc, and Lumine's eyes widened when a man bypassed him who was now walking in your direction. The whispers gradually stopped as this man bypassed them until the room was filled with silence.

You covered your face with your hands as you attempted to wipe away your tears but it was streaming nonstop.

[ 𝖄𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚 ] // Mareux - The Perfect Girl 🎶

You felt someone cover the entirety of your body with their coat as they pulled your head towards their chest, letting you cry onto them. You didn't know who this person was because your eyes were filled with your tears but their scent was familiar. Something you smelled a few weeks ago or maybe… a long time ago. 

"I apologize for being this late."

Next -> Chapter 7

[sanjoongie]

Gymrat! San

ღPairings: sub!San × Dom!Me

ღGenre: pure smut

ღWord count: 872

ღWarnings: exhibition kink, public sex, hand job, messy come in his pants male orgasm, aftercare!, biting

ღ Rated: 18+

ღSummary~ going to the gym was supposed to be a new year’s goal for me and to spend some time with Sannie. it ended up being a gift that keeps on giving

Author’s Note: this was purely written for myself, pardon the odd structuring, but nonetheless, I thought I’d share because damn it’s too good not to

Would it surprise you if I told you that the best part of having San as my boyfriend and the ultimate gym rat was not watching him bench press? It was actually the long ride home that was the gift I got for allowing San to drag me to the gym. He would be in loose gray joggers with a tight t-shirt and his damn convict beanie.

The subway car would be jam packed so he's got no choice but to push up against me. At first, of course, his only thoughts are of acting like a shield for me. If I can get to a wall, his body could stand in front of me and block anyone from jostling me. One of his arms is up to keep himself stable on the bustling train. But the breaks hit and his entire front is pushed up my side. His soft cock would brush up against the back of my hand and he would make that noise he makes when he gets finger-flicked on the forehead. 

We both freeze because this is in public but he just made a very private noise. His head whips side to side to judge if anyone was staring at us. No one was paying particular attention to us. So San takes a more solid step, tucking his body around me, only now my hand is going to be turned outward so I can palm him. Me and San are both exhibitionists, this is the golden, beautiful, perfect, amazing, 'i live for the applause' moment, so we are going for it, empty head.

He's got two hands above me now, just grinding into my hand, my fingers curling around the head of him as he drags his thrust down. His whimpers are coming out in small puffs because he absolutely cannot be vocal, but, if someone did so happen to overhear him, well, that's why his cheeks are pink right now. Not with embarrassment, but pleasure.

"San," I whisper. It's worth it, because San's eyes snap open and he's zoned in on me. He's looking down his nose at me and damn it's such a hot look. I mouth the words 'do you wanna come?' and he rolls his eyes in complete fake-faint mode, like of course he wants to come but then he has to endure his seed just having sprayed everywhere in his boxers AND he's got gray pants on, never good for any wet situations.

I'm impatient, can't wait for his dramatics, grab the base of his dick, which is hard as a rock at this point, let's be honest, that embarrassment kink is at its height right now. San squeaks again, this time louder and definitely draws the attention of some of the surrounding passengers.

I have no choice but to grab the back of his neck and draw him into the crook of my neck. "Just stay like this and if you are feeling vocal, lightly mind you, you can bite me." I raise my voice to address the people around me. "Sorry, he's sick and has a fever." That got some of the nosy people to shuffle away. That might just be enough.

"Baby," I whisper into his ear, "Be quiet, okay? More people are gonna stare if you don't." San twitches in my hand, brilliant.

I start to rub his back, as if I'm consoling my poor, sick boyfriend. In reality, it's mimicking rubbing San through his thin joggers. I can feel those tiny puffs of breaths against my neck and it gives me goosebumps. He breathes in deeply, like he's about to whine about how he wants to come, but he cannot, so I stop my rubbing and San’s fucking shuddering, he was very close.

"Please," is all I can hear and it is like fucking music to my ears. 

When San comes, it's like someone has taken all his strings and pulled them taunt. His muscles are all contracted, fists in balls at his sides, on the balls of his feet, and then he is an utter slouch. It's always hard to take his entire weight at first and I always loudly oof when he does this because baby you can't do that. To keep in his whining, he did bite down on my neck, enough to leave some marks and probably some teensy bruises too. Lovely. He is going to be bragging about those later to, if not all the boys, than to at least who would listen to him, more than likely Wooyoung and Seonghwa. And there was really nothing I could do about it. 

Don't worry, I know exactly how to clean him up when we get home. Rather, either he gets over sensitive and whines to all his heart's content as I lick off everything, because he does enjoy his pain/pleasure, OR he gets a nice warm washcloth, perfect aftercare, put him in really nice, ball cupping underwear, make sure I'm in soft pj's and let him cuddle me into a nap, because boy that subway climax would have taken a lot out of him. Especially after the whole gym workout. And he's gonna need some food afterwards, oof this boy is a handful.