#reading these asks is gonna make me cry again

[ari-ana-bel-la]

hi honey, i absolutely love your fics, they've made me smile, laugh, cry and scream in cuteness. i was wondering if you could do this trend:

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMB7Aupdp/

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMB7D47xE/

but with the drivers and their daughters/sons, like driver says 'im so hungry i could eat a child' and their kids reactions... if you dont want to, there's no problem at all. love 🩷🩷

Only Kidding

It was a slow Friday at the paddock—calm skies, mild temperatures, and everything running on time for once. Lando sat back in the team hospitality lounge, his race suit unzipped down to his waist and tied at his hips, a plain white T-shirt clinging slightly from the heat. But he didn’t care about that.

All his attention was on the small girl curled in his lap, playing with the braided bracelets on his wrist.

“Careful,” he said gently, watching her fingers tangle a little too tight. “That one���s from Monaco. I like that one.”

Yn looked up at him with the same big brown eyes that made people double take whenever they walked by. “I’m being careful, Daddy.”

“I know you are,” he said with a smile, brushing his hand over her curls.

She looked so much like him it was a little ridiculous sometimes. Same nose, same smile, same stubborn little pout. His heart squeezed just looking at her. Five years old and already the most important thing in his world—no contest.

Max walked into the lounge with a cold drink in one hand and a slightly mischievous grin. “Mate, she’s gonna braid those onto your face if you don’t stop her soon.”

“She can do whatever she wants,” Lando replied without hesitation. “She’s the boss.”

Yn beamed proudly and held up his arm. “I’m decorating!”

From the couch beside them, Ria laughed. “You’re doing a great job, love.”

Lando leaned his head back with a soft sigh. “God, I’m starving. I could eat a whole child.”

There was a pause.

A very small, very deliberate pause.

Yn froze. Her tiny fingers stopped playing with his bracelets. Slowly, she looked up at him, wide-eyed.

“You could… what?” she asked, voice quiet and slightly horrified.

Max choked on his drink.

Lando blinked, confused by her sudden stillness. “What?”

Yn carefully slid off his lap, step by step, not breaking eye contact.

“Baby?” he said, raising a brow.

She didn’t answer.

She walked—no, tiptoed—straight to Ria and climbed into her lap without a word, still looking at Lando like he had grown fangs.

Ria burst out laughing the moment Yn clutched her like a safety blanket.

“Oh my god,” Max wheezed. “She thinks you’re gonna eat her!”

“I was kidding!” Lando said, now cracking up too. “Yn, baby, I swear—I was joking!”

Yn blinked slowly at him, her little hands fisted in Ria’s hoodie.

“Why would you say that?” she asked seriously, as if this was a courtroom and he was on trial.

“I was hungry! It’s just a joke people say sometimes!”

“You said you could eat a child,” she repeated, dramatically betrayed.

Ria was shaking with laughter now. “Honestly, I’d go hide too if my dad said that.”

Lando leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Come here, monkey. I promise I’m not gonna eat you. You’re my whole heart, remember?”

She hesitated, still snuggled against Ria.

“You said you were hungry.”

“I was. But I meant I could eat, like, a really big sandwich. Or a mountain of pasta. Not you.”

Max threw in, “Yeah, I don’t think you’d taste very good anyway.”

“Max!” Ria hissed, laughing harder.

Yn’s mouth twitched.

Lando noticed. “Uh oh. Is that a smile?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?”

“No.” She turned her face into Ria’s shoulder, giggling quietly.

“I got you,” Ria said softly, kissing her head. “We’ll protect you from the Big Bad Hungry Dad.”

“I’m not the Big Bad anything!” Lando insisted, dramatically affronted. “I’m your dad! I read you bedtime stories and make dinosaur-shaped pancakes!”

“You do,” Yn admitted shyly.

“And I sing terribly in the car just to make you laugh.”

She nodded again.

“So can I please have my snuggle-bug back?”

She finally looked at him properly, serious again. “You really won’t eat me?”

“Not even a nibble.”

“Not even a toe?”

“Not even a toe.”

Yn wriggled out of Ria’s lap and padded back over. Lando opened his arms wide, and she dove into them like a little rocket. He hugged her tight, lifting her slightly onto his lap again.

“You scared me,” she said into his chest.

“I know, baby. I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful with my jokes, yeah?”

“Okay.”

From behind them, Max mumbled, “You know, if you just packed snacks like I told you—”

“Not the time, Max.”

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Authors Note: Hey loves. I hope you enjoyed reading this story. My requests are always open for you.

-🤍🦢

[wheresarizona]

Big News

summary: Ellie and Dina have something to tell Joel. 

pairing: Ellie/Dina

rating: G (*Spoilers for S2E4* This is fluff, Joel POV, Joel being the best dad, Ellie giving Joel shit, big news, domestic fluff, AU where Joel lives, not canon compliant)

word count: 600+

a/n: *Spoilers for S2E4* Hi, I made myself really sad thinking about how excited Joel would be finding out he’s going to be a grandpa, so I wrote it to make myself feel better. Enjoy this fluff! 

Thank you for reading! Comments and reblogs feed me. I’d love to know what you thought!

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“We need him to sit down,” Dina whispers to Ellie, but Joel can clearly hear as the pair stand in front of him. 

“Good idea,” the other girl quietly replies. “He’s old. We gotta think about his heart.” 

Joel takes a deep breath as he closes his eyes and presses his fingers to his forehead. 

Ellie and Dina had met him at the house for their weekly dinner and movie night. When they arrived, they found him in the kitchen, where they are now, and said they had something to tell him. 

“Girls,” he cuts in, and lowers his hand to look at them. “What is goin’ on? Did you get in trouble for messin’ around on patrol and not checkin’ in again?” 

“Hey,” Ellie responds. “That happened one time, and we’ve explained many times that we don’t know how the radio got turned off!” 

“Uh huh, and you smelled like weed because?” 

“There was that blizzard, and we had to hole up at Eugene’s weed-growing place, but forget about that. We have something to tell you, and you need to sit down.” 

He sighs and decides to humor them by walking the few steps to take a seat at the little breakfast table. In all honesty, his heart is pounding over what they possibly had to say. He’s thinking the worst, but he’s not quite sure what that would even be. 

“Okay,” he says. “What is it?” Ellie inhales deeply and says something so quickly on the exhale that it sounds like gibberish. His eyebrows pull together, and his attention goes to Dina. “What did she say?” 

“We’re having a baby,” Dina answers. 

Joel looks between them. “I beg your pardon, what?” 

“We’re having a baby,” Dina repeats. 

“I’m gonna be a dad,” Ellie adds. 

Now, Joel knows they’ve been dating for a month or so, and he loves seeing them together. He just has one question. “How…?” 

Dina uses her thumbs to point at herself. “I’m pregnant.” 

Again, he asks, “How?” 

“If you want to get into the specifics, I had sex with Jesse—”

That’s enough for him to hear, Joel putting up a palm as he interrupts her, “Okay, okay, alright. Jesse’s the father. That’s all I needed to know.” Then it dawns on him what they’re saying, and his hand drops, his eyes widening as he looks at Dina. “You’re pregnant?”

“Yes.” 

His attention goes over to Ellie. “You said you’re gonna be a dad?” 

“Yep.” 

Now, he’s looking between them. “Does…” His throat feels tight. “Does that mean, I’m gonna be a grandpa…?” 

Both girls nod and say at the same time, “Yep.” 

He stares off behind them at the kitchen wall. 

He’s going to be a grandfather. 

After losing Sarah, and with Ellie dating girls, he never in a million years ever thought he’d be a grandfather. He figured he lost that chance when he lost his oldest. Really, it wasn’t something he even thought about until now. 

A grandfather. 

He’s going to be a grandfather. 

His girls are having a child. 

“Did we break him?” Ellie whispers. 

“Shh, he’s processing. Give him a second.” 

He doesn’t even realize he’s crying until he feels the tears rolling down his cheeks. 

“I’m gonna be a grandpa,” he breathes, focusing on them. 

Dina nods, her eyes red-rimmed and teary. “Yeah, Joel. You’re gonna be a grandpa.” 

There’s no stopping his big grin, as he quickly rises to his feet. “I’m gonna be a grandpa!” he excitedly says, wrapping his arms around them. Dina giggles, and Ellie groans, but they hug him back. “I’m so happy for you kids,” he tells them. He’s already thinking about what he’ll carve the baby—maybe a giraffe. “You’re gonna be great parents.” 

And that’s not a lie. They’re good together. They'll be great.

This might be the happiest day he’s had in over twenty-five years. 

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[sturniololuvz]

can you do a fluff fic where y/n and the triplets are best friends, but she’s the closest to chris? maybe one night she’s been broken up with in a horrible way and she’s crying and she asks the triplets if she can come over and spend the night? chris maybe relates to her the most and is extra caring and loving towards her? (i love your work sm🩷)

thank uuu

“You Can Always Come Here”

It was just after 11 when the group chat pinged.

Nick was mid-scroll on TikTok, Matt was half-asleep, and Chris was getting water in the kitchen when he heard it first — the ding that made him instinctively check his phone. One glance at the screen had him freezing.

Y/N:

“Can I come over? I don’t wanna be alone tonight.”

Three dots danced at the bottom like she wanted to say more, but they disappeared.

Then came another:

Y/N:

“He broke up with me. Over text. Said I’m too much.”

Chris stared at the message for a second, heart sinking into his stomach. He didn’t wait. He was already grabbing his keys.

Nick and Matt read it too, voices low.

“I’ll make the pullout,” Matt murmured, already moving toward the guest blanket stash.

“I’ll get the snacks she likes,” Nick added.

But Chris was already out the door, hoodie half-zipped, phone clutched in his hand as he sent her a quick text:

Chris:

“I’m coming to walk you over. Wait outside, yeah?”

He found her sitting on the curb outside her apartment building, knees pulled to her chest, hoodie sleeves tugged over her hands. Her eyes were puffy. She didn’t even look up when he approached — she just felt him before she saw him. And when he dropped down next to her, she crumpled into him without hesitation.

Chris wrapped his arms around her and let her cry.

“He didn’t even call,” she choked out, voice cracking. “Just… left. Said I care too much. That I’m exhausting.”

Chris’s jaw clenched. He didn’t say what he wanted to — about how cruel that was, how wrong, how someone who actually loved her would never make her feel like a burden for being soft, for feeling deeply. Instead, he held her tighter.

“You’re not too much,” he said softly, forehead resting against hers. “He was too little.”

She let out a breath that was half a sob and half a laugh, shaking her head. “You always know what to say.”

“Only with you,” Chris murmured, helping her to her feet. “Come on. Let’s go home.”

⸻

By the time they made it to the triplets’ apartment, the couch was made up, her favorite tea was steeping, and Nick was pretending not to hover while Matt tossed her a fuzzy blanket.

“You can take the couch,” Matt offered. “Or Chris’s bed. We’ll make him sleep in the bathtub.”

Chris rolled his eyes. “She’s taking my bed. And I’m not sleeping in the bathtub.”

Y/N looked at him through red, watery eyes. “Where are you gonna sleep?”

Chris shrugged like it was the easiest answer in the world. “Next to you. If that’s okay.”

Her bottom lip wobbled again, but this time it wasn’t just heartbreak — it was gratitude.

⸻

Later that night, with the lights off and Chris’s room filled only with the sound of rain and their slow, steady breathing, she turned to him in the dark.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Chris didn’t speak at first. He just reached for her hand under the blanket, interlacing their fingers like it was muscle memory.

“You’ll never have to find out.”

She blinked up at him, barely visible in the soft light from the hallway.

“You’re my best friend, Y/N,” he whispered. “And I mean that in the realest way. You break? I break. You hurt? I hurt. There’s no version of this world where I wouldn’t want to be the person you call when everything falls apart.”

A tear slid down her cheek — but this one wasn’t heavy. It was light. Releasing something she’d been holding too long.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

Chris gently wiped the tear from her face with the back of his hand.

“Sleep,” he said softly. “I’ll be right here.”

And for the first time that night, she believed it — that she was safe, that she was loved, and that no one could ever make her feel like too much again.

Because with Chris… she was exactly enough.

⸻

[bluem1lls]

just thinking abt bestfriend!Semi and f!reader on readers bed… reader applying nail polish on Se-mi’s nails while reader rants about how shitty her boyfriend is! and Se-mi just admiring her n stuff.. then Se-mi, of course comforts her and then… things lead to boombayah

I could be a better boyfriend.

bff! se-mi x reader - summary: your boyfriend is an asshole who also doesn't know how to make you cum. thank god your bestfriend can help! - content: smut mdni, oral (r! receiving), fingering (r! receiving), top! se-mi x bottom! reader, cheating!!!!!! - author's note: HIII this is an old request and its so so small but i hope yall like it!!!!!! i havent wrote a good smut in a while so im rusty D: i love uuu tysm for reading!!!!!

"Baby..." she says, tsking with her tongue in disapproval, softly caressing my face as I hiccup.

"I know, I know" I wipe away my tears with a soft pout as I try to focus back on the nail polish —Black of course, just how she likes it.

"He's such a dick princess. Why are you still with him?" she asks, her gaze fully focused on me. Her eyes trace my face as I shrug.

"He's nice.." I reply shyly, making her chuckle.

"Yeah?" she says, as her hand meets my flushed cheek.

"Yeah.. and he.. he makes me feel good sometimes.." I say, biting my lip as she caresses my cheek.

"He does, baby? What does he do that you like?" she coos, playing dumb as i roll my eyes, embarrased.

"You already know" I mumble, avoiding her eyes.

"Oh please, I bet he's pathetic at it" Se-mi rolls her eyes as I softly push her shoulder, making her chuckle.

"He's good at it, Sem! Out of the ones i've dated, at least the best one!" I whine as she lifts an eyebrow with amusement.

"That doesn't say much" Se-mi snorts as I cross my arms in front of my chest.

"I'm serious! He does makes me feel good." I say in a low tone, not sure if I’m trying to convince her or myself.

"You told me he doesn't make you cum." she says with a smirk as i roll my eyes.

"I can still have a good time without cumming!" I reply, biting my lip as I feel myself turning even redder.

A part of me thinks she's right. The other one? Can't help to keep defending my boyfriend.

She snorts in response, shaking her head ‘no’ as her gaze finds mine, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. "Nu-huh. a good time is where you cum several times"

"Well that's because you're experienced! Maybe he isn't.." I say defending my boyfriend as she chuckles.

"I think he should learn some more before trying to touch a pretty girl like you." she scoots closer, her legs brushing against mine as I squish the nail polish in my hands, trying to ground myself.

I couldn't possibly fuck with my best friend right?

Right.

But god, if she keeps staring at me like that...

She licks her lips, not once taking her eyes off me. She takes the nail polish from my trembling hand and sets it aside.

"Do you want me to teach you what a real good time is, baby?"

I hiccup while grinding harder. Her grip on my ass only tightens, marking her nails as I whimper.

"C'mon, ride my face baby." she says, her mouth lapping at my soaking wet cunt. My legs are around her head while she pushes me lower. "You're not gonna crush me. Promise" she says as i look down, the sight makes me sigh. I thread my hands in her straight black hair as my head falls back and my eyes close. "T-thats it, such a good girl hm?" she says, softly sucking my clit making me hiss. The vibration of her voice make my legs tremble.

"G-gonna cum, gonna cum again!" I whimper as I feel her tongue swirling on my abused clit, throbbing.

I lost count of how many times my best friend ate me tonight.

"Again baby? I thought you didn't came easily?" she teased from underneath. Her tongue keeps playing with my clit. I feel her hands lifting me a little as her fingers enter my soppy cunt.

"O-oh my—" I cry out as her fingers find my spongy spot, hitting it over and over until my walls clench around her. "Please, please—" I beg fucked out as her thrusts get faster and her tongue movements get sloppier.

I move against her mouth, riding it desesperate as I feel my release get closer and closer.

Her tongue circles once more around my clit while her fingers curl at that spot and that does it. I feel the knot inside of me snap, making me blank out for a moment as my body trembles, waves of pleasure hitting me as I ride my release with my mouth open and my eyes rolled back as i hold tight grip on her scalp. I can feel her slurping, not wanting to miss a drop.

I lift myself from on top of her, laying besides her in bed with my eyes closed as my legs don't stop shaking. We're both panting heavily. I feel her soft chuckle making me open one eye to see her smirk.

"Bet that's so much better than what your pathetic boyfriend gives you, isn't that right princess?" She says rolling to her side, caressing my face as I nod, hazy. "Good. Now let's go for one more, hm?"

[squidsquidsquidsquidsquidgame]

hi :) could you write a Cho Hyun-ju x reader (neutral pronouns) in which reader takes care of Hyun-ju after her bottom surgery? reader is really helpful thanks to all the research they made about the whole recovery process. i really love and enjoy your work by the way !! 💕

Did My Research

Pairing: Cho Hyun-Ju x Gender-Neutral Reader

Summary: After her gender affirmation surgery, Hyun-Ju begins the long journey of healing—with you by her side every step of the way. You’ve read every guide, every blog, every post-op care forum you could find. Still, nothing prepared you for how deeply you’d fall for her all over again in the quiet tenderness of recovery.

Genre: Fluff, Comfort, Post-Surgery Care, Romance, Domestic

Rating: T

Warnings: Discussion of bottom surgery recovery (vaginoplasty, penis to vagina), mentions of medical care, implied nudity handled non-sexually, emotional vulnerability, tenderness

Setting: A quiet apartment, a few days post-op Word Count: ~2.1k

You had read everything. From Reddit threads to medical journals, from trans-centered wellness blogs to 40-minute YouTube vlogs titled “What I Wish I Knew After My Surgery.” Every scrap of knowledge, you consumed like gospel. Not because you were anxious. Not exactly. You just wanted to get it right for her.

Cho Hyun-Ju lay curled up in the center of your shared bed, blankets tucked around her like the petals of a flower still adjusting to sunlight. Her hair was messy from sleep, cheeks pale but warm. There was a soft crease between her brows from the constant low thrum of discomfort she couldn’t quite shake yet.

You moved slowly as you entered the room with her meds and a warm cup of chamomile tea. "Hey, sweetheart," you said gently, kneeling beside her. “It’s time.”

She blinked, groggy, eyes unfocusing then refocusing on you. “Mmm. Already?”

You smiled. “I set a timer. You can hate me later.”

That got you the tiniest smirk. It felt like winning a gold medal.

You helped her sit up, careful with the pillows, the angle, your hands steady but soft. Her body was still learning itself again. You weren’t going to let her do that alone.

Hyun-Ju sighed as she took the tea. “You’re… scary good at this.”

“I’m good at loving you,” you replied simply, brushing a loose hair from her face. “Everything else is just a Google search away.”

She chuckled weakly, but it turned into a small hiss as she shifted. You steadied her quickly. “Easy. Remember what the nurse said about your hips.”

“God, I know,” she muttered, frustrated. “I hate being still. I feel like an old woman.”

“You’re the hottest old woman I’ve ever seen,” you said, deadpan.

That got another small laugh.

You waited while she took her pain meds and sipped at the tea. There was a kind of reverence to this quietness—no background noise, no distraction. Just the two of you, and the sound of her breathing a little easier.

When you helped her back down, she hesitated.

“Do you mind staying like this?” she asked quietly, reaching for your hand. “I mean… close, but not touching too much. I just feel weird today.”

You nodded immediately. “Of course. However you need me.”

She settled in again, and you tucked the blankets around her like you had a dozen times already. You sat on the edge of the bed, reading from your phone—a Q&A thread about dilation timelines and swelling patterns, just in case she asked you again what was normal.

She peeked at your screen.

“You’re still researching?”

“I want to be ready. For whatever you need. I want you to feel… safe. Not just physically.”

Her eyes softened.

“I do feel safe,” she said quietly. “I didn’t even know I could, like this.”

She paused. Then: “I was scared I’d feel… broken. Or that you’d be scared to help. Or weirded out. I dunno. Stupid stuff.”

“Not stupid,” you said gently. “You’re trusting me with something sacred. That’s huge. But for the record, I’m not scared. I’m honored.”

Hyun-Ju swallowed hard. You could see her blinking fast.

“You’re gonna make me cry,” she said.

“I mean, you’re full of meds, so you might cry if I show you a puppy video right now.”

She laughed again, and this time it wasn’t weak—it was full. Beautiful.

You reached for the heating pad and gently placed it near her hips. “Let me know if that’s too warm.”

“It’s good,” she whispered. “You’re good.”

You leaned in and kissed her temple. “Rest, Jagiya. I’ll be here. Always.”

That night, when she finally drifted into sleep again, her fingers found yours beneath the blanket. Still healing. Still herself. Still yours.

And in the quiet, with only the soft hum of her breathing beside you, you let yourself cry just a little—for the sheer overwhelming joy of watching the person you love become more her every day.

[sturnboos]

KIDNAPPED BY CHRIS PART FIVE

CURRENT WARNINGS: sadistic!triplets, blood, gun fight, injury, manipulation. delilah gets emotional. read at your OWN risk

STARING: Sturniolo triplets x Delilah

A/N: posting this early cause @chrisissos3xy begged😉 so everyone say “thankyou evelyn”

My eyes open to the day light shining in the windows. The house is quiet. I sit up slowly and looks around. I don't think anyone's home. Why would they do that? Leave someone that they kidnapped here? I stand up. They're probably in there rooms I quietly walk to the door. now is my chance. I open it and look out. I step out then quickly run into the woods.

"She's leaving" I hear nick shout and glance back seeing them in the 2nd story window… watching. "I know" Chris whispers. I run faster this time. then I hear gunshots ahead of me and gunshots coming from the house In retaliation. This scares me.

"Matt! They're shooting at her!!" Chris shouts, Matt pulls his gun out and starts to shoot at them, Nick does too shooting out of his bedroom window. "This will definitely scare her" Matt chuckled. (unknown to Delilah the men shooting at her were the triplets rivals) Chris ran out of the house. Matt does too as they shoot the men who were trying to kill me.

"Stay here, Matt back up" Chris yelled.

Chris ran as fast as he can. which is risking his own life for me. He felt a bullet hit his arm he winced but keep running. he heard someone behind him so he turned and hit them in the face with his gun then kick them in the stomach hard. and finally shot them. he shoot of few more of the rival men in the distance. Then runs to me.

Matt and Nick have got most of all the men trying to kill me and Chris. Chris grabs my arm. I scream, "Delilah, shhh" he whispered and pulled me into him. another gunshot causes me to flinch and grip onto Chris’s t shirt. the men seem to be gone now.

"I'm sorry" i cry and wrap my arms around his neck but he just pushed me off him, pulled his t shirt off and wrapped it around where he got shot.

"Can you tie this, tight" chris asked. I take his arm and make a knott with the shirt, then tighten it around his arm. Chris winced at the pain. I tighten it more, i finish the knott and looks up at him.

"Run" Chris states and start running towards the house dragging me along by the hand. a gun shot is heard again then the bullet hits me straight in arm. "Ahh owww!"

"Fuck" Chris says standing and shooting the person.

I looked down at my arm. Blood begins to pour out. I put my hand on it trying to stop it. Chris walks over and pulls my hoodie off quickly. He wraps it around my arm and picks me up onto my feet. "Run to Matt and Nick" he whispers.

Although I wanted to escape this was life or death right now so I obey and take off towards the house ignoring the sound of multiple gun shots. when i gets onto the porch Matt grabs the back of my shirt and pushed me inside. I sat on the couch.

It's been an hour, I haven't moved. Chris and the others are in there rooms. I hear footsteps. I look over at Nick and he's holding bandage. He walks into the kitchen and fills a bowl with water and grabs a cloth. He walks over and sits down next to me. He begins to remove my hoodie from my arm. He drops the blood stained hoodie to the floor and daps a wet cloth on my wound. I wince in pain and try to pull my arm away.

"You have to cooperate otherwise you'll loose a lot of fucking blood" Nick sighs. I let him clean the wound. Once he's finished he grabs the bandage and begins to wrap it around my arm.

then I hear more footsteps and chris emerged from the hallway as soon as he noticed me all bandaged no, nick beside me cleaning up his supplies, Chris storms over angrily and he punches my arm. I wince again and in retaliation I turn around and slap him in the face, he grabs my hand and shoved me off the couch and down to the floor. So he's hovering over me. "You have a lot of fucking gut" he says angrily.

"What are you gonna do, hit me?" I sass. He grabs my other arm and begins to slowly bend it back. I wince, I breath heavily as I try to show no emotion. He pushes it back once more, "ok stop! Stop!!" he let's go of me and sits down on the couch.

"Wheres the bathroom?" I ask.

"Second door to the right" Chris answers.

I stand and walk down the hallway.. I open the bathroom door and close it quickly just wanting to escape my current situation I needed a minute of peace. I lock the door and look at myself in the mirror. I look tired but I always look tired so it's fine. I sink down against the door till I'm sitting on the bathroom floor. I open Vanity draws and look through them, all they had was condoms and aftershave. "oh of course" I say to myself rolling my eyes.

then I hear a knock on the door. "It's been 15 minutes Delilah, what are you doing" Chris's  voice says.

"Nothing?" I say.

"If you're doing nothing then you can come out" Chris says.

I unlock the door and walk out.

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[softantlers]

analysis of natalie scatorccio during the s2e7 beating scene that no one asked for!!

sorry i'm in outer space today, but more of my natalie scatorccio fuckshit wrt memory, depersonalization, and flashbacks. i think her body language is so interesting in the scene where shauna beats up lottie, so i'm going to do a deep dive since i'm already rewatching this episode. obvious trigger warnings for the scene in general:

the first two screencaps follow shauna's initial punch at lottie, and of course, like everyone else, nat is standing shocked & slack-jawed. i'll point out here though that this reaction is an interesting departure from a few seconds earlier-- nat's behavior when shauna punched misty originally was defensive and broad-shouldered, and she fell in with the rest of the group telling shauna to stop. following the punch to lottie though? now, there's silence & immobilization, like maybe the violence is so extreme that nat is realizing something unstoppable is about to happen...

there's a shot above when nat's chest is heaving and she actually anticipates shauna's movement in the next shot as shauna moves around to get on top of lottie & starts beating her in full. nat steps out of the way before shauna is even on the other side of the room... almost like she is aware of the trajectory? she moves with this zombie demeanor that's giving a sort of... out-of-body intuition. to me, it reads as a prey instinct vibe-- nat's body is reacting to the violence, passively and defensively, but she's horrified at the same time.

i think the most interesting part of the beating scene is when nat brings her hands to her head but she keeps fucking watching. in the background, most everyone else is, but they actually start to glance at each other too, or look away altogether. nat, however, is not looking at anyone else. she's not even looking at shauna. she's looking at lottie the whole time.

again with this sort of slack-jawed expression? the hands to the head? (i'm gonna kill y'all here), but it's almost...? it's almost like cowering in an odd way? like when you're getting hit, you'll naturally bring your hands up to protect your face. nat is holding her hands up like this throughout a significant portion of the beating scene. of course, it could just be a display of stress. but also...? from an abuse angle, when you've lived with someone as explosive as nat's dad, these sort of gestures are important-- flinching, moving out of the way to let him by, protecting your face... it's learned self defense.

throughout the scene, people begin to look away. akilah closes her eyes. tai sits down with her gaze to the ground. but nat keeps fucking watching. (and so does van... which... i might throw up about that. a lot to say here about their respective upbringings but not enough time for that in this meta, so i'll just let you cry about it.)

moving along, it's really fucking hard to see, but at one point nat actually mumbles something? it doesn't get a subtitle so i assume it's inaudible, but as i've rewatched, i'm pretty confident she's saying "no..."

also for added pain, the scene where she says "no" directly cuts to the adult timeline... haha, yeah!!! -dies-

okay, so this next shot breaks my fucking heart. tai brings her face into her hands and you see natalie sort of reach out, her fingers are trembling but she remains paralyzed. as tai's face sinks lower to look away, nat is reaching out further. it's like she wants to help, but she's so stuck--her brain might altogether be somewhere else if we consider her flashbacks (like the flashback with her dad when she first uses the rifle)--and she can't seem to make her body move.

nat steps back again when shauna falls off lottie, just this quiet step out of the way. the wide shot here is crazy because if you look at the whole group dynamic in this scene, nat is absolutely closest to the beating. yes, she is giving shauna space to do it, but she's definitely not on the fringes like the other girls are. she's the closest to what's happening (physically and metaphorically, i'd argue).

crying about it but nat's hand twitches again in the background when shauna rolls off lottie... it's like this little jolt upward that's hard to capture in screencaps, but it's almost like this zap through her body. like she's trying to move but still can't.

once it's clear lottie is breathing, shauna shoves past nat out the door, but nat actually doesn't react physically to shauna. she keeps looking at lottie on the ground. once shauna is out of the cabin, it's almost like nat is being broken out of a spell. "what the fuck?!" she is gesturing at everyone, almost in an accusatory manner... like she's demanding of the group, "how did this happen??" my personal hc for "what the fuck?!" is that nat kind of... froze throughout the entire beating... and so did everyone, but nat... i think she was somewhere else. with her dad maybe. with a memory. i think she got lost along the way.

but yeah, the way she snaps out of it-- it's like nat can't believe it. i think she's ashamed of freezing tbh. and i think "what the fuck?!" is a kind of lashing out at the others, demanding this at the same time as she's horrified with her inaction. (i also think nat sort of leans toward the beating in a somewhat victim-blaming way later on, as a maladjusted way of coping... there's this implicit "how could lottie let that happen to her?" which i don't think has to be at odds with the horror of what happened. but i think nat victim-blames herself a lot, especially wrt her dad and upbringing, so i think this line of thought is a natural reaction for her.)

unrelated sidebar: you'll notice that van is the first one to make it to lottie when everyone jumps into action (CRYING ABOUT IT).

okay, last shots: nat has her hand to the head again, closing her eyes. idk man i know i'm reading a lot into this shit, but the way she's sort of... grasping at her own mind here? trying to come back to earth. when you consider her trauma and the ways she's depersonalized and lost the plot in other high stakes situations... yeah. it makes a lot of sense that this sort of abusive violence (and her own history with it) would send nat's mind somewhere else altogether.

anyways, not exactly sure what i'm trying to say here, but i think this scene is very rich when you consider that nat is a survivor of abuse. squaring her mannerisms with that reality can give insight into her behavior in a fascinating way imo. so yeah, i hope reading this hurt you as much as it hurt me to write!

[allylikethecat]

i genuinely do not think its possible for any one person to have more energy than i do atm. IM GONNA DIE. please im gonna actually die ok ok ok wait so. i promise i am sane. however.

Matty was still standing in the aisle way, the brim of his helmet casting his face in shadow. Even while wearing a crew neck sweatshirt over his show shirt and tie, George could tell that he had lost weight. He was holding himself carefully, looking up at George with wide eyes, like he couldn’t believe that he was actually standing before him.

TEARS IN MY ACTUAL EYES. george can tell hes lost weight ☹️ hes holding himself like that again ☹️ i cannot DO THIS ALLY im gonna scream and cry in a really good way but also a very sad way pls this is so ☹️☹️☹️ george u fucked up real bad and im gonna punch u for it hoe...

They reached the back of the barn and Matty turned, his arms crossed in front of his chest. George wasn’t sure if the position was a defensive one, or one meant to self soothe.

im convinced u want me dead. this is. AAAAHHH but in a sad way. just that line oh george u fucked up so so so so so so so unbelievably badly LOOK WHAT UVE DONE TO HIIIM im gonna cry. the way u described it is ☹️☹️☹️ like either way hes Not In A Good Way AND. i dont even know. im having. A CRISIS i love this so much

“You’re not my keeper,” said Matty, the ice in his voice freezing George’s veins. “That’s not up to you.”

tears in my actual eyes im srs this is so ☹️☹️☹️ (emoji of the day ong) im literally about to die pls no the one time hes confident in his words is when george has hurt him THIS BADLY that he just has to be IM GONNA SOB. 😭 thats 😭 not 😭 up 😭 to 😭 you 😭

Matty snorted, “That’s funny,” he said cruelly, “because I think you’re the one that pushed me away. You fell off Mars and somehow that was my fault and meant that I was stealing drugs from the barn. Something you went and told our boss to try and get me fired.”

every chapter i think Wow this cannot get any better. then BAM. george being completely oblivious to how badly hes hurt matty is making me want to curl up into a ball and die because of SADNESS im gonna. AUGH. pls no omfg i dont even have words like usually i at least try to say things that Make Sense but IM SO. AJSHJSJSJSH I CANT EVEN DO THAT i need u to write a book Right Now

George blinked, Matty’s words a shot to the chest. Matty loved him. Matty had loved him as in past tense. He swallowed hard.

I AUDIBLY GASPED. nononoejsiqksjswkd pls LOVED IN THE PAST TENSE im about to rip my heart out of my own chest this is the best thing ever pls george LOOK WHAT U DDIIIIIIIIDDDDDD

“You’re missing the point!” Matty shouted, “I don’t want to try.”

STOP IT RIGHT NOW STOOOPPPPPPPP STAWP STOOOPPP STOP IT NOW STOP STPPROOQOSOOWIXIOWOXOS ally. how do u. DO THIS. its eleven words and im clutching my chest and screaming silently. a way with words im sO SRS

“Everything,” said George, “I’m sorry for the way I took you for granted, for the way I didn’t take your feelings and needs into account during our relationship,” he swallowed hard, “I’m sorry for the way I let my jealousy take control and the way I took it out on you, and I’m sorry that I let my feelings about Matthew Healy, the rider I grew up wanting to compete against, overtake my feelings for Matty Healy the person. Because Matty Healy the person is one of the kindest, strongest, most resilient people I have ever met and he shouldn’t give up his dream because I’m an asshole.” George took a breath, “and I just, I don’t care if you hate me, you should hate me, but don’t let more of my mistakes keep you from coming back to Dirty Hit, don’t let it keep you from coming back home.”

THIS ENTIRE PARAGRAPH???????????? im im AWE this is beautiful and its going to make me SOB. 😭 dont 😭 let 😭 it 😭 keep 😭 you 😭 from 😭 coming 😭 back 😭 home 😭 HIS HOOOME ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ pls im gonna start screaming crying throwing up pls slpslskqikakdkkwosoi I CANNOT DEAL. difference between matthew healy and matty healy is making me DIE

Matty sniffled. “Do you actually mean that?” he asked, his voice shaking, he had his arms wrapping around himself again.

George nodded. “I’ve never meant anything more.”

HES NEVER MEANT ANYTHING MORE MATTY PLSPLS i am genuinely fighting for my life rn this is the best ever and i love it so much and the way u write them is so Jajjanzjjwjdjjwisijs in an amazing way and im gonna EXPLODE AND DIE because of this one line. "ive never meant anything more." AKANJAJDJWJKZKQJ OKAY THEN DO U WANT ME DEAD. DO U WANT ME SOBBING ON MY FLOOR. BECAUSE I WILL. but also thats The Goal u know. emotion. ok. im going to DIE but pls pls understand i mean all of this in a very positive way and i am not telling u i hate u with this because i actually do not have the ability in my body to hate anything u have ever or will ever write and i am professionally thanking u for writing this 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ MY JESUS U KNOW. ok. enjoy ur day and i will be screaming crying in my room over this in a Very Very good way. also i apologise for my lack of punctuation im having a horse gatty crisis

AHHH Thank you so much for reading! I apologize for being so slow in the response department 😭 Y'all are kind enough to send me asks then I take ten years to respond I'm so sorry.

Horse shows are physically hell on your body when you're like, healthy and emotionally stable... Fictional!Matty is none of those things he is struggling... and Fictional!George is so obsessed with him that of course he notices!

Fictional!George has put Fictional!Matty through HELL he is confused, and hurt and thought he found a home and a family and someone that care about him but then Fictional!George burnt it all down with his jealousy. BUT Fictional!George is Fictional!George and is so caught up in himself he didn't even realize it 🥺 He realizes it now though!! Sort of... it's a work in progress

Thank you SO MUCH for reading and for sending me such a wonderful and enthusiastic ask omg I smiled SO HARD reading it omg I'm just so grateful that you not only took the time out of your day to read my fic but to send me such lovely and detailed commentary?! Thank you, thank you thank you! I hope you liked the epilogue and I hope you continue to enjoy my works!! Have the very BEST Tuesday and a wonderful rest of your week!

❤️Ally

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I think the Bad Kids deserve to cry a lil. As a treat. IT’S CATHARTIC!!!!!!!!!!!

[messrsrarchives]

maybe you have read it as it's kind of a classic but "giovanni's room" by james baldwin!!! a LOT to discuss about queer strugles, identity and alienation!! also written in the 1950s which what??? mindblowing to me lol anyways SO beautifully written i love it 😭😭

UGHHH i love giovanni's room !!! i did my final essay on it last year by comparing it to frankenstein (easy option ik but like,,, you've given me one book with a room they can't leave because of who they are and another where the "monster" stares longingly into a room he can't enter because of who he is... THEY FINNA BE COMPARED !!!)

my old theme was it !! "perhaps home is not a place but simply an irrevocable condition" and the crowd.. the crowd is BAWLING !!!

"love him" .... "love him and let him love you. do you think anything else under heaven really matters?"

james baldwin you will always be Incredible.

[eruditic-akechi]

slowly sliding a little paper slip through the slot of the door to your ask box (it is my desperately pleas to hear your daindottir thoughts & opinions. any and all. how did they meet. what is their dynamic. what the fuck did Rhine do to make this man borderline homicidal towards her son. DETAILS PLLLEADE!!!!!)

this is a can of worms that is being opened as we speak I AM SO INSANE ABOUT THEM literally my 6k fic is about them GRAWHHHHHHHH I'm gonna be referencing that a lot because I like it and yeah j;fdaklssjfsafhiojgojgjgijodsgkgfosdkfdfjkewaleroigjorijg

ALSO WARNING YALL NOW THAT I HAVE BEEN PICKING AWAY AT THIS FOR OVER A MONTN (update many months :/)NOW AND SOME LORE BOMBS MAY CONTRADICT MY CANON BUT I AM NOT GOING THROEHH TO FIX THIS RN IDC IDC IDC!!!!!

they first met very young, but it was just a random chance encounter. Rhine, being a child prodigy with alchemy, was sitting on the ground and mixing things together to see what happens. Dainsleif made the fatal mistake of asking someone with ADHD what they are doing, so he listened to her explain as she mixed everything together to make a flower sprout from her hand (like Albedo's character story fjfjdsfhjs). She gave it to him, and he almost got in trouble later because his mom thought he went to the surface while playing😭.

As for when they like,,, met fr fr, I'm making the executive decision to say that Rhinedottir was, to some extent, state-ordained when it came to alchemy. I don't care that perry hairy says that more emphasis was on mechanical shit during her time; she's built different enough that she was probably the exception because if anyone made Khaenri'ah food independent, it would be her. So, one of Dain's baby knight-in-training duties was to make sure she didn't kill herself or others in her pursuits (and other people interested in alchemy were MAD mad about her getting special privileges and recognition so he made sure she left the lab and got home in one piece). Unfortunately, the propaganda and rumors started EARLY, to the point that the whole ass adult knights of the royal guard were too scared to fully show Dain where her lab was. A literal like,,, 15-year-old had them in such a tizzy that they were like, "Uhhh yeah... if you go straight a little longer, it's the first door on the right. Bye now!" So this lil 13-year-old boy was scared shitless, thinking he was going to have to interact with an antisocial monster... just for it to be a pretty girl who may sound like a crazed scientist with the way she talks about alchemy but is otherwise reserved and kind. (And lonely enough that she was excited that she had someone by her side) He really didn't understand why mages and sages AND KNIGHTS were so wary of her.

They hit it off fairly quickly. He looked at her as if she were a normal person and he let her talk about her work. He was patient with her, and cared about her wellbeing. He was her first friend. After getting through a thick layer of apprehension, she was sweet and funny. And she was interesting. So very interesting. (also, between her being an early bloomer and dressing/acting like she was a few years older... she was a pleasing sight in his pubescent eyes😔 it didn't help that she was also considerably taller than him for a good while... his eyes were at the perfect height if ya catch my drift) Their friendship came to be so naturally that they didn't even realize how close they had gotten over time. Dain was eventually assigned actual duties, but he still made sure she got home safe, and spent most of his breaks in her lab. Some nosy neighbors claim that they stopped seeing him walk back after dropping her off,,, not that they'd ever admit to that.

Dainsleif caught feelings very early on. It started as purely physical attraction, but the more he got to know her, the more he was drawn in. ESPECIALLY after she started trusting him more than anyone else, seeking him out for comfort, and indicating that she misses him if he has to be gone for periods of time. Alas, Rhinedottir seems content with the current state of their relationship, so he doesn't confess out of fear of scaring her off.

LITTLE DOES HE KNOW she's also whipped, even if it did take considerably longer. She'd never say anything because she thinks she fell for basic human decency, and she'll never admit it, but she's scared of finding out that she finds people more important than they find her... maybe he's just being nice, and here she thinks she has a chance. So, she keeps quiet as well, even as these newfound feelings make her feel like the little girl she was never allowed to be. She has such a schoolgirl crush on him, quite literally giggling, swooning, and kicking her feet as she smiles into her pillow on the nights she does end up alone because she'd never let anyone actually see her like this. It's obvious to literally everyone but them that they love each other. Anyone can see the way his gaze softens when it lands on her, and literally who else is allowed in her lab unannounced and faces no consequences? At some point, she meets her only other friend, Alice, and all of these things are the most obvious to her. She wants to strangle them both for being oblivious. Alice is the #1 wingman, but it flops every time 😭😭she literally gave homeboy some of the flowers she brought for Rhine to study for the sole purpose of giving him a way to be romantic, but they both became too awkward.

After multiple years of friendship growing into a very thinly veiled romance, they became friends with benefits, which made things easier for them because they could put off the big scary feelings talk a while longer. But Alice flipped a lid after seeing marks on Rhine's neck because she thought they finally confessed, but noooo, of course, they only skirted around the issue. Then she tried to pry details out of Rhine... she was obviously only innocently asking about her best friend's sex newfound sex life,,, (she was partly genuinely curious in a friend way, but she also had a crush on her by that point)

Literally everyone else thought that they had been dating for years, and after a while, they stopped correcting people unless they had to, which, when paired with Rhine being shameless at times and not particularly trying to cover up her battle scars, REALLY had people thinking they were together.

Idk the exact circumstances in which they actually started dating,,, like I've changed my mind on when it happened far too many times, but surprisingly I think it was Rhine who actually started the conversation. She accidentally blurted out "what are we?" and the rest was history.

AND now that they were finally officially together, everything felt so much more different than before, even when nothing really changed all that much... they WERE practically dating since they were teens,,, but the officiality of the label was nice :) the (relatively) short time they were actually together was the best time of Rhine's life because she had someone to love, a best friend, she always had her apartment AND food on the table, AND she was able to do her alchemy with very loose reins as long as she showed some agricultural progress,,, which allowed her to put a lot of her work energy into her own personal endeavors! Including making a son the only way she could have biological children! and obviously he knew full well about her,,, situation,,, so he was cautiously supportive of her research because he figured she knows what she's doing,,, tbh he was probably also excited when she got to the homunc stage because she said she was gonna make it as close to a natural human as possible, which meant having two DNA sources,,, and she couldn't even provide all the ingredients herself :/ so!! they were gonna be parents together!!! [if i talk about alchemical stillbirth anymore tonight I might get assassinated so yeah... but that happened and rhine was DEVASTATED she had a full breakdown. it was kinda scary for both dain and alice to witness. then they fed him to durin as a badass funeral because he deserved it for progressing MUCH further than any other attempt (project paper doll thoughts are starting to seep into this i hear the guns cocking)] then they try again with albedo and even though he was successfully "born" his father never got to see him out of the flask :/

BECAUUUUUUSSSEEEEEE the whole time Rhine was messing with abyss and forbidden knowledge juices and was becoming increasingly unwell and unstable. but she was able to hide her (increased) mental instability up until immediately before the cataclysm. HOWEVER COMMA, her continuously declining physical health was a different story. He had to watch as she developed a cough, which would only get worse and worse, and weird dark "rashes" on her arms that would occasionally make it difficult for her to use them, and she would always refuse to go to the doctor (because she knew what was causing this. and the doctors hopefully wouldn't). Eventually, she'd be coughing up blood from the force of her cough, the rashes on her arms would spread and get a more scaly texture, she'd be in pain more often than not, her general mobility suffered, she'd get headaches and migraines randomly, and even the occasional fainting spell, but she was determined to take care of it herself. Then the cataclysm happened. During that time, Albedo was born or hatched or whatever, and Dain really wanted to see his son at least once before he was called down to fight against the gods, but by this point Rhine was completely delusional. This time around, forbidden knowledge exacerbated both her work related desires and her desire to be a good mom, but she started to believe that EVERYONE was out to hurt Albedo and only she could protect him, so she refused to let anyone even near her lab when, even just a few weeks before, both Dain and Alice were allowed to see eggbedo. Their last interaction was them fighting over if he should be allowed to see HIS son, but even though he was frustrated with her, he felt bad for her. She had such a wild, fearful look in her eyes, almost like a mother beast protecting her young. She was actually afraid of something happening to Albedo, and it was a level of fear he had never seen from her before and he knows she's gone through some SHIT! He's literally seen, in real time, a trauma response panic attack from her and even then she conveyed less fear than she is right now. He leaves her alone. The next day, she's gone. All the necessities from her place are missing and Albedo is gone too. Their last interaction was an argument. They never got to say a proper goodbye... they didn't even know if the other was alive for quite a long time. It'd make sense if either of them did die... Dain could've died in battle before the curse, and the heavens could've seen Rhine as too much of a risk to keep immortal.

but yknow,,, 500 years pass and Dain has been known to prowl mondstadt at least a few times,,, and he somehow knows everything. so he heard rumors about the new alchemist with the knights whose name is Albedo. and he just Knows. Firstly from the name, because Rhinedottir is uncreative with her names and the first of any of her phases will be named after their stage (Durin was named Nigredo agenda!! it somehow became durin after the cataclysm. Dain was allowed to pick Elynas's name since she was out of ideas). Secondly, who else would be able to completely change the way alchemy was viewed and talked about except for the offspring of the woman who did the same 500 years prior? He doesn't seek him out because he has no idea what Rhine has become since their last encounter. Does Albedo even know he has a father (no.)? Did Rhine feed him lies about other Khaenri'ahns? Dain didn't want to start a fight or worse... clearly she had taught him her methods, he figures as he watches, from a distance, as Albedo sprouts a flower from his hand the same way his momma did as a girl. He fears Albedo could bring about a second cataclysm if he's not careful with it, and as they say hindsight is 20/20, so he knows what to look for. He has learned that Rhine's illness was from her tampering with the abyss and forbidden knowledge. He also, unknowingly at the time, watched as his own brother and his brother's friends became more and more lured in by the abyss, so he's seen the range of its impact. He keeps his eyes and ears peeled for the first sign of Albedo falling down the same path because, as much as it would hurt him to hurt his own son, he will dispose of Albedo before he can repeat what his mother has done. He can't lose another family member to the abyss.

[zivaninja]

Blue Bloods finale things/spoilers under the cut that I wanted to yell about:

• Jamko parents!!! Parents!! Oh how far they've come 😭

• I'm going to miss Eddie Janko so damn much, that's my girl.

•Jack and Erin getting married!! They finally got their happy ending. And the looks on their faces at dinner as they decided to keep it to themselves was just so 💜😭

• Danny's face when Henry tells him to find his person to come home to. He already knows.

• Danny Reagan! Asking Maria Baez! On a date! And her saying yes! He doesn't need to go look for his person because she's right there besides him. And the look on her face when she agreed!!

[klara-rosa]

I started re-reading The Song of Achilles today (after many many years!) and I love it just as much now as I did when I first read it like 10 years ago??? More than that maybe???

It is just the most magical, beautiful, meaningful book of prose you can ever read. Every word is written with such care and intention. It is not overly fluffy yet somehow the most romantic text you will ever read. I have always felt that you learn something when you read this book. It stays with you. It has always felt like it leaves an imprint on my heart (which sounds so stupid!) but what I mean is that sometimes a song or a poem or just a simple sentence touches something so purely human inside of you, like the very essence of your own self. And this book has ALWAYS done that to me. I read it and my very being is touched. These sentences are imprinted on my essence.

I read this so long ago and have read so many books since and I have enjoyed many books immensly since, but nothing ever comes close to The Song of Achilles. Nothing. ❤️

[stunie]

angst (?) but some fluff with ume going onto that pregnancy thing— i feel like he’d be really anxious if/when he gets you pregnant regarding his past. like you thought he was overprotective before? you ain’t seen nothing yet.

he’s never letting you alone— he can’t be there? higari is helping you with chores. tsubaki is taking you shopping. suo is helping you research baby stuff. momose is coming over to help you decorate your nursery.

ume’s with you at every appointment, he cries when you first hear the heartbeat, he loves cuddling against your stomach, even before you have a bump, and he talks so softly to the baby

he does start having nightmares again regarding his parents, and he tries to hide it from you, but the bags under his eyes tip you off and you two end up having a serious convo and work through it

you’re also not really allowed to leave your place whenever there’s activity in town? word on the street is some rival gang’s coming in? someone’s “casually” coming over to hang out (read: babysit)

that’s all i got for now have a good one :)

nonnie thank you!! for sending me this >: sorry it took me so long to get to!!! i read this when i was half asleep and i kind of teared up 😭

i absolutely agree with this take. family is so important to him, and the others coming in to help is just… so precious. i think a part of him would be worried even if the others are with you. it just crosses his mind every now and then, something like “i hope everything is well! i hope she’s smiling right now.”

him cuddling against the bump and lowering his voice around the baby … ): i also think he would love to read !! even if you’re pregnant, he’s nestled up beside you, voice as quiet as he can make it when he reads a lil story aloud for the baby, smile tugging at his face when you lean over to give him a kiss.

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