#street cleaning day

[astoryaboutyou]

And night falls on you too. You too have survived, survived everything up to this moment. Grip tight, hum, laugh, cry. Forget nothing and think many things of it.

[datasoong47]

These violent games are getting out of hand. I can't believe they allowed this to be published

[w-stote]

It's street cleaning day!

HIDE YOUR PARTNERS AND DREAMS IN YOUR GOVERNMENT PROVIDED BUNKER AND PRAY TO THE GLOW CLOUD FOR YOUR LIFES' SAFETY.

[ translation: Quebec city, priority regulation, cleaning monday 7:30 am to 4 pm, towing at your expense. ]

[providing-leverage]

There's a wtnv joke in here I'm just not smart enough to make it

[wtnvrelisten]

Hey, come relisten to Welcome to Night Vale with me.

Episode 15 -- Street Cleaning Day

[spearxwind]

I dont wanna make too many posts about this bc its genuinely just tragic but if you have the heart, and especially if youve ever vacationed here in Spain or are/were planning on doing so, please please please get informed about the current situation happening here, and please have the heart to worry about the PEOPLE who are suffering.

I have not seen any coverage of the floods here anywhere off country but a few select papers; and while I dont really expect news from my country to reach so far, and I also know that the current situations everywhere are dire too, its very very telling that hundreds of thousands of tourists make their way here every year and yet we never hear a peep of worry or even just sympathy from anyone.

I have seen a bunch of people worry about how the things we export to their country will be affected, and how tourism destinations will be affected. Please have some fucking decency. We are not a lifeless hotel complex, we are a country with people just like you. And right know we are suffering a great tragedy. The very least you can do is keep us in your thoughts.

[crybaby-bkg]

You and Bakugou had discussed your plans of your future pretty early on in the relationship. You wanted to move in by this time, be engaged at this time, have your wedding, enjoy married life, and then have kids. Only thing now, is to have kids. But the problem?

Bakugou keeps pulling out.

You’re not sure what’s going on, where the hold up is coming from. You went through all the steps of getting off your birth control, prepping your body for what’s to come. The only thing you need is him, and for some reason, he keeps denying the last piece of the puzzle.

You confront him finally, after another night of him wiping down your stomach and inner thighs. You lay on your back, staring up at the ceiling with a soft frown. Bakugou pecks at your collarbone and squeezes your flank to hear you giggle, but you only shuffle a little away from him. He pauses, eyebrows scrunched in confusion as he stares down at your crumpled expression.

“What’s going on?” He hums quietly, brushing a few hairs from your forehead as he throws the washcloth on the ground. He holds your face in both hands, kissing gently at your skin when he sees your bottom lip wobble in frustration.

“Why won’t you cum inside me?” You snap, cringing as the words leave your mouth. You could’ve said them a little more gracefully, but it’s hard finding grace when your life plans have suddenly come to a halt without a word on his part. Bakugou’s eyes bulge in confusion before a soft look passed over his face. He sighs, body slumping on top of you heavily, knocks the breath from your lungs and the tears from the corners of your eyes.

“Didn’t think you’d notice,” he mumbles into the skin of your neck, flinching a little when you pinch his side.

“How couldn’t I have noticed? I thought this was our final step to completing the life we wanted together. What happened?” Your voice gets softer with every word until you’re nothing but a whisper in the quietness of the room. Bakugou doesn’t say anything for a long while, just breathes in the scent of you before murmuring quietly,

“I don’t think I’ll be a good dad.” He confesses. You’re not sure if you should stop him and reassure him, but he takes a deep shaky inhaled breath in, and you decide to let him continue.

“I don’t wanna be an absent father to the only brats I’ll ever have. They deserve to have someone be there for them, every step of the way. I don’t think—I don’t think they deserve to have a fucked up person as a father. ‘S not fair.”

You can only lay there and listen, rubbing gently at his back, over his scars and still healing wounds. You run a hand through his hair and blink away tears when you feel his sniffle more than hear it. You both stew in what’s been said for what feels like hours before you speak up.

“How can you say that, when we’ll have the safest kids on the block?” You whisper, pulling his face from your neck so he can look at you, wipe away the stray tears that muddle his ruddy cheeks.

“Knowing you, Katsuki, you’ll be there no matter what. No matter what strings you have to pull, time you have to sacrifice, how many times you’ll have to break your neck—you’ll be there, because you always are. For me, for our friends, your parents, for the shitty civilians that never wanna listen to your instructions.” Bakugou chuckles a little at that, mumbling a quiet, shitty extras, under his breath. You smile at him, leaning forward to kiss his eyelids and eyebrows and forehead and nose and cheeks and lips. When you pull back, he smiles softly, just a quirk of the corner of his mouth and blinks up at you like some big cat.

“You’ll be a great dad, because you’re a great person first and foremost. And our kids will love you unconditionally because you are their dad.” You whisper to him, pressing a final kiss to his lips for the night. With that, you two lay together, discussing possible plans on future endeavors, how you guys will work together when the kids are here, time taken off and how it’ll be spent together.

So, it shouldn’t, but it comes as a surprise months later when Bakugou wakes up one morning to find an empty ceramic mug sitting on the kitchen table. You’re sat beside it, failing to hide a grin behind your own mug you sip at, a new one he hasn’t seen before. He looks at you funny, before picking up the mug, eyes bulging out of his head as he reads what’s on it, and the little capped stick inside.

He doesn’t say anything as he embraces you, pulling you up from your chair and hugging you to him as your giggles fill the atmosphere of the house. The quiet house, that in a few months, won’t be as quiet for much longer.

[septimusmoonlight]

Good news and bad news!

Bad news is that I've decided that Patreon is no longer a good platform for me, given the recent TOS clearout and their general hostility to monsterfucking (they won't even let me put werewolves on there. whats the point. werewolves are borderline vanilla by my standards). Current supporters can stick around for as long as they'd like, but there's not gonna be any more exclusive posts, and I'm eventually gonna delete it altogether.

Good news is that the formerly Patreon-exclusive pieces are going to be put up for free! Likely on AO3, since almost anything is good to go there as long as you tag it properly. This won't happen right away, 'cause there are 125+ of 'em (plus some alternate versions) and I have a lot of shit going on in life rn, but be on the lookout for those within the month. hopefully. i'll make an announcement post and add the link to my pinned whenever that happens.

Anyway hi yes i'm alive. sorry i haven't been awake for like a month i promise i'm still horny. plgease dont forget about me 🥺

[lifeatthebottomofthesea]

Tonight's RAW MVP is clearly Damian Priest. Baby girl laughed, trolled, was deeply messy, started AND finished some shit (clean!)

But really, it's Triple H and the creative team. Because last week when they were running the Priest and Gunther video packages, I literally said, out loud, I love Damian, but I don't care about this match and I don't know how you're gonna make me care.

Then Trips said bet, hold my beer. He showcased Damian being funny, charming, trolling and handsome, and when we were all giggled up and high on El Campión, he let Gunther TEAR INTO HIM. Then, unlike my bae Drew who would have enacted violence immediately, Damian held back (mostly). They let it simmer. And in the space of 90 minutes, I went from utter ambivalence to ready to throw hands.

Hats off, good sirs.

[angryducktimemachine]

The mice have burrowed the running wheel in enough bedding to make it not functional and I feel like Sherlock (the mouse) is a little bit miffed about it. Like baby boy. You did this.

This is just like when you buried your water bottle.

[fortunaegloria]

Appreciation post of Harrison Ford's smile (part 5) 🥰💕

[astoryaboutyou]

Sirens have been going off in central Night Vale, as a warning about sirens going off in Old Town Night Vale. These sirens indicate that sirens might occur in the general Night Vale area over the next few hours, the which would be a declaration of a current "Siren Watch".

[awek-s]

kpop dance cover group on my bus criticising another kpop dance cover group for apparently valid reasons but in the meantime decided to start shitting on one of them for being a cleaner in a hospital and learning kpop dances in her free time in an empty cupboard and laughing about how embarrassing that is and like. idk it took everything in me to turn around and say that there’s actually nothing infinitely more embarrassing than being a 20 year old white british person dancing to kpop in the street for no reason

[theeldergoals]

ANCIENT STONES - Skyrim OST

[berryblu-soda]

Ok last one bc im procastinatkng big time!!! Look at the littol guys I got to meet :D

Rolly pollies my beloved!!! Also a very lanky kitten :3

[silveredsticks]

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