#trach baby

[mydairpercabeth]

More Baby Annabeth thoughts to ruin your day:

In the show, Echidna explains that monsters trach demigods by smelling their fear; it’s part of the hunt. Once a demigod is aware of who they are and why they’re in danger, monsters will come for them. Annabeth was constantly hunted by monsters from the age of 5. MEANING THIS LITTLE BABY ANGLE WAS SCARED AND ALL HER STEPMOTHER AND FATHER DID WAS MAKE HER FEEL LIKE ITS HER FAULT!!! SHE WAS SO ALIENATED FOR TWO YEARS AND BLAMED HERSELF!!!

[cybercybertron]

This makes me so excited for mine in June.

i dont have to wear a binder. i have a flat chest i can inhale as deeply as i want and i never look like i have breasts. im not aware of my chest when i go down steps, im not aware of my chest when i put in a seatbelt. when someone hugs me it's like a flat board for them. i can wear a towel around my waist around my house and go shirtless to the beach. i was subconsciously avoiding half of my closet for years until one day i realized; i DO love these shirts, and they look *so good* now that i dont have a chest. im not paranoid at my job that my coworkers will find out the truth if i reach too high or tuck in my shirt. i dont stare at my chest every time i put on an outfit any more. i dont catch myself in a mirror at a department store and hunch my back. i stand up tall. i lie shirtless in bed every night and nothing stares back at me.

these are my experiences with top surgery if anyone is debating whether or not they want it. for me, every day i lie shirtless in piece. greatest decision ive ever made

[ostendird-oddie]

Look guys, I do not care about chainshipping age gap. That twink is dead and he'd die in every conceivable universe. What i DO care about are the implications of it. Canonically speaking they ain't in love (srry). But like. Larry has a trach record of being a grade a manipulative bitch. And a petty one at that. I don't care about his midlife crisis, he attempted to sleep with his STUDENT. I don't care that Carla is a legal adult, it's a significant pover imbalance and she does look quite uncomfortable when he gets into the hotel room. He throws Lynn under the bus over shit he could've done himself. He recruits two collage dropout teenagers to go help him commit murder. I wish we could've gone with the og idea of 3D where Larry organises the game. He's a miserable seething incel who cheats on his wife with a girl who's barely an adult in what universe do y'all find him badass 😭

I love the character but y'all are sugarcoating a manfailure that backstabbed pretty much everyone in his life. He can be terrible AND complex. Maybe i haven't seen enough portrayals of him but like. I mostly see golden lab uwu baby boy Larry or scary hillbilly cult leader who swims in pussy Larry. Someone please portray dr Whoredon as the pathetic desperate sopping wet creep he is. Let your poor little meow meow manchild do crimes.

[satancopilotsmytardis]

Drabble-A-Thon Prompt 1

Pairing: Shigadabi

Rating: Mature

Prompt: Tomura's reaction to getting genital piercings for the first time and the conversation that led to it.

Contents: Mentions of sex, non-graphic descriptions of piercings

Dabi breathes out a huff of smoke, his body steaming from the sweat that has dripped across both of their skin, the aftershocks of his pleasure still ebbing away as Tomura pulls out from between his legs and lays down beside him. He's still dying of heat, but he doesn't really care much, immediately turning so that he can curl right into Duster's side, his lover ready for him, and pulling him closer so that he can press a kiss to his forehead. 

It's rare they have sex without a scene, but the sudden break from their obligations this afternoon prompted the spontaneity. "Not bad for a speedrun," Tomura murmurs against his hair. 

"Mm," Dabi agrees, all of the tension throughout the week having been thoroughly drained from his body. "Top three for sure." 

"With me or in general?" 

He can't help but tease him a little. "In general." 

"And why am I not in first place? You know I don't have a problem grinding to get a high score." If he were anyone else, if Dabi didn't know Tomura so well, he would have probably told him it was pathetic for him to get jealous like that. But Tomura isn't jealous, he's curious, and he means it when he says he'd put in the work to be the best partner Dabi can have in bed-- like he isn't already. 

He tilts his head up and kisses along and under his jaw, "Don't know how you feel about modding, but accessories like mine really do make all the difference."

"Okay, do you want a ladder like yours or something else? A Prince Albert?" 

Dabi blinks. "What?" 

Tomura looks down at him, amusement clear across his features. "Did you really think I would say no to getting a few piercings when I'm already changing my entire genetic composition to reach my goals? If you miss getting fucked by someone with piercings, then I'm happy to do that for you, firefly." 

"Really?" 

"Of course, baby. Show me what you want."

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It takes them a week to get everything together and for them to have a couple of days off, and the day of, Dabi is practically vibrating. He’s not sure if he’s nervous about this, or if he’s excited, he just knows that his lover should definitely be exhibiting some kind of reaction besides blasé amusement. 

“Are you sure?” Dabi asks as soon as they have everything laid out and Tomura is sitting naked on the edge of their couch. “If your regeneration doesn’t work, then you could be healing for months, or have rejection, or get an infection–” 

“Firefly, my regeneration worked well enough that the doctor had trouble traching me. This will be fine.” 

“When the fuck did you need to be trached?” Dabi asks, his mind immediately spiraling away from his previous worry. 

“Last week when the electro therapy stopped my breathing–” 

“What?” 

“I’m fine. By the time he had the tube in my throat I was healing and trying to get him to stop shoving plastic into my throat. But if you’re nervous, we can find someone else to do this.” No. Dabi doesn’t want that. He doesn’t want to risk having to look for someone that could turn attention back to them for something that they don’t need to be doing. “There’s nothing that you can do with a needle that will hurt me more than the ways I’ve hurt myself training. Come on, we can start with something simple, and work our way up from there.” 

“What’s ‘simple’?” Dabi asks, trying to let some of the tension in him go. Duster is right. With Tomura’s quirks, there’s nothing that he can do that will cause permanent damage. 

Tomura gets him to start with his ears. A simple lobe piercing on each side that Dabi fills with flat, circular golden studs. He doesn’t even flinch, and they wait five minutes. Five minutes where Dabi watches to see what happens. There’s slight pinking and a little blood after the initial piercing, but it disappears after a few minutes, and Dabi checks the hole. No raw edges anymore, just a closed ring of flesh that stays perfectly intact when he pulls the stud out to see if his skin tries to heal over again. But nothing happens. Tomura’s ears are just pierced now. 

Seeing the evidence of his lover’s seeming invincibility helps to settle Dabi’s nerves, but Tomura doesn’t let him move straight to his cock. Instead he has Dabi pick somewhere else he wants to see jewelry, and he ends up with pretty gold hoops through each of his nipples too. Then he moves onto his cock. 

“You’re sure about the placement?” 

“Course I am, precious. Want to make sure that you feel good no matter what angle I’m fucking you at.” 

Dabi knows his lover’s cock very well, but he feels like he’s looking at something alien as he takes the marker to map out the placement of the piercings. Dabi has six frenum piercings making up his ladder, and Tomura is going to have the same. He could easily have more but six is enough for now. They can add more if he decides he wants them. He goes slowly, making sure that everything is sanitized, that he knows the exact placement, and he gives Duster another chance to back out. 

“Firefly, I barely felt it when I broke my foot and got three of my fingers turned to paste. I promise that you’re not going to hurt me.” 

“Okay, but you’ve never had a needle shoved into your dick. Dick pain and bone pain are different.” 

“Firefly.” 

It’s a ‘quit stalling’ if he’s ever heard one before, and Dabi takes a slow breath as he retrieves the needle and lines up, pinching the skin at the point he needs for the first one. 

Tomura barely flinches as it sinks through. 

Over the course of the next twenty minutes, Tomura is patient, and his quirk keeps up the good work, healing each piercing as Dabi gives them, and soon he has his own golden ladder running along the underside of his cock and the PA sunk through the tip and underside of his glans. The ball on the ring there is going to definitely be noticeable  when he’s fucking him in hopefully the next ten minutes. 

“There–”

“I think I want one more thing, if you’re not going to pass out, baby.” 

“I am not about to pass out. What else could you possibly want?” 

“What about a pubic piercing? If I have the right anatomy for it.” Dabi doesn’t even have one of those so he thinks that Duster must have actually done his research. He checks the elasticity of the skin between the base of his shaft and his pelvis, and determines that it should fit without a problem. They select a curved barbell for that too, and when it’s in place with less fanfare because Dabi isn’t nearly as worried about fucking that up as he was his lover’s dick, he snorts. 

“You should let me do your belly button too.” 

“Why?” 

“It would be really funny the next time you train shirtless and the others see it.” He means it half as a joke, but the problem is, the thing that led them to this situation in the first place, is that neither of them ever know when to not rise to a challenge. So they end the session with a last curved gold barbell through his navel. 

Dabi picks up the used needles, antiseptic wipes, and little bits of soiled cotton, and goes to throw those away, coming back into the room to see Tomura looking at his handiwork in the mirror. 

“Anything hurt?” 

“No, and nothing’s bleeding, irritated, or swollen, firefly. It all looks perfect.” He then turns back to him and Dabi, now separated from the fog of stress that was swirling through him, is able to appreciate the look of his lover with the jewelry glittering across his body. Tomura was already unreasonably pretty since his glow-up in Deika, but seeing him now, with the jewelry that he put into his body, seeing his cock with that thick ring through it that he knows he’ll be able to feel each curve of it inside of him, immediately has his skin starting to warm a bit more. 

He must do a very bad job of hiding how hot just the sight of him is, because Tomura’s lips curl into a smug smile as he moves over to him, catching him around the hips and starting to back him towards the bed. “Come on, firefly. Time to give you what you were craving so badly, and see if these really are as sensitive as you say they are, or if you’re just a desperate, needy little whore.” 

Dabi is pretty sure that Tomura’s about to learn that both of those things can be true at the same time. 

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[soundlessdragon]

How is your baby girl? Is she thriving? She has a lot of prayers lifting her.

She's stable, she desats sometimes and the doctors are working on figuring out the best way to keep her oxygen stable. She might just need to grow a bit bigger and stronger, or she might end up needing a trache, we can't tell yet. Thank you for asking and for praying for her ♡ She also may need heart surgery when she is big enough.

[romanestuffsposts]

Hey hun! Can you possibly do a Sunday morning with daddy and papa? 🥺🥺

Hi there love! 💜

Of course I can! I'm sorry you had to wait, sweetie.

I hope you like what I write ❤️

Enjoy <3

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Warnings : playful morning, flour fight, pet names, just lots of fluff

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : the best morning ever

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You quietly sneak into their bedroom in the early morning. You walk on your tippy toes so you can be as quiet as possible until you reach their big king size bed who is as fluffy and comfy as them.

You couldn't wait any more times, when you saw the sun knocking at your window, you knew it was time to go see your Daddies. One night without them was too much. You hate being away from them.

Yesterday you fell asleep in the couch so they took you in your own bed instead of theirs. If you had been awake at that time you would've told them you wanted to sleep with them in their bed but you weren't so when you open an eye in the morning, you were sad to discover that you were alone in your bed.

That's why now you're going to wake up your Daddies. You want to see them and you want them to see you too. How could they not miss you ? It's impossible!

You quietly climb on the mattress once you reach the feet of the bed, you watch them for a few seconds, loving their sleepy face, amused by their little snores and just in love with them.

You start to jump on their bed at the level of their feet while being careful to not broke their ankles in the way. Your giggles, your voice and your little jumps wake them up, your Papa is the first one to open an eye and when he spots you on their bed, he groans

"jesus, princess. What time is it ?" he closes his eyes and scrunches his face a little making you giggle "it's time to spend time with me"

Your Daddy opens his eyes and stretches his body with a morning groan. He looks up and sees you jumping on the bed and throwing Bucksie in the air before catching him back in your little hands "hi there baby. What's got you in such a good mood" He asks, his sleepy voice still there.

"Wanted to see you" you say finally stopping your jumps. They're awake now so no needs to tired you more. You wiggle your little body between them and lay on your back.

"it's too early, sweetie" your Papa complains as he turns on his side and lies his arm on top of you. You look at him and frown when you see that he closed his eyes again "Papaaa" you bump the tip of his nose with your index finger and tap it on it until he's anoyed enough to open his eyes

And he does, after some seconds. He looks into your puppy eyes "pease Papa" he narrows his eyes and shakes his head "it won't work. Your tactical won't work on me"

" 'm hungry, Papa" you try. You bats your eyelashes in a cute way and put your bottom lip out. Your Daddy laughs behind you and fall back on his back as your Papa sighs "okay, let's go get breakfast then"

You squeal and climb above your Daddy to jumps out of bed causing him to groan when your knees got into his stomach. You turn around and watch as your Daddy sits on the bed "you better run, little one. Except if you want the moster to catch you" he warns.

You gasp and you're quick on your feet to run away from him. You hear his footsteps as he walks rapidly behind you making you squeal. Of course if he wanted, he would've already catch you because he runs a lot faster than you and he's stronger but he likes to play a little bit.

As you reach the living room, two huge arms wrap around your waist and lifts you up in the air. You scream and trach around, hoping to find an escape but it's impossible. Once the moster has a grip on you, he don't let go.

Your Daddy throws you on his laps, you back against his thighs, the back of your legs up his front and your knees at his shoulders. He has this look on his face, this looks means nothing good for you at that point.

He lifts your shirt and is quick to spidering his fingertips all over your belly and sides. You arch your back, throw your head backward and try to block his fingers but he's too quick

"look at this squirming baby" he teases now playing with your belly button "that's what you get for stepping on Daddy in such an early morning"

He takes a deep breath and you know what's going to happen after that. You inhale deeply and squeeze your eyes shut just as your Daddy's mouth touch your flesh. Yu scream in daylight as he shakes his head and blows the longest rasberry ever just on top of you belly button.

When he pulls back, he's out of breath just as much as you are. He looks down at you, his hands still on your belly for a warning "did you learn your lesson ?"

You bite your lip and nod your head. His lips break into a wide grin and he goes to kiss your tummy but you gasp, thinking he's going to blow another rasberry. This caused him to laugh and in answer, he wiggles his fingers at your lower belly at the same time as he kisses your tummy.

You laugh and squirm more on his laps and it's your Papa who is saving you "why don't we go feed this little tummy instead of torturing him ?" he has a big smile on his face.

You Daddy looks up at your Papa before looking back down at you. He winks before pulling your shirt back down and standing up with you in his arms "what do you want to eat, beautiful ?" he asks, stroking your belly to throw away the left over of sensations.

"Pancakes ?" you look between them. Your Papa nods "good idea. You help us ?" he asks just as you enter the kitchen. You nod rapidly, a huge smile on your face. Your Daddy rests you back on your feet "alright, we'll start by breaking some eggs"

You watch your Daddy taking the box of eggs and opening it on the counter. He lifts you up and sits on beside them so you have a better look on what you're doing

"do you remember how we break eggs ?" your Papa asks. You cooked with them last week and they teached you how to mix the ingredients together, to weigh the flour and to break eggs. You nod and watch your Daddy preparing you the eggs you need to break.

Your Papa rests a bowl in front of you and a towel for after. You take one egg and tap it on the edge of the bowl until it shatters. You open the egg shell in two and watch as the inside fall on the bowl. You look closer to see if there's some piece of shell in the bowl but smile proudly when there aren't any.

You look up at your Daddies who were already smiling at your success "good job, babygirl!" your Daddy praises

"you're doing so good, princess" your Papa smiles "keep going!" he encourages you. You break the last eggs just like the first one and each time, your ears are attacked by the praises of your Daddies.

Your Papa rests a bowl of sugar beside the bowl of eggs "I already weighed the sugar and here it is. You beat the eggs while I pour the sugar in the bowl of eggs ?"

You nod and your Daddy gives you a weird things, you look,up at him, frowning "you use it for mixing. Beat the eggs with it while Papa puts the sugar in the bowl" he explains.

You take a hold of the bowl and starts to turn the pastry beater in the eggs. Your Papa pour the sugar in the bowl as you keep mixing until they stop you.

Your Daddy comes back with a frying pan and something sizzling on it. He pours the gold thing in the bowl and rests the pan in the sink "After Daddy puts the melted butter in the ingredients, what do you think we do next ?" your Papa asks as you mix again now that your Daddy puts something else.

"We bake!" You say but your Papa shakes his head "not right now but soon" he says and get another bowl out "now we're going to mix the flour and the yeast together in another bowl and then we'll join all the ingredients so they can be together" your Papa explains

You nod with a smile "otay!"

Your Papa comes back with the flour and the yeast. You weight the ingredients and when it's what you need, you mix a little. Then you pour all the ingredients together.

Your Daddy is the one mixing now because your arm is tired and you have to go faster now so he took over. You help your Papa preapring the pan and after some minutes, your Daddy comes with the preparation.

As you watch your Papa applying the preparation on the pan, you feel something hitting your back. You turn around and see your Daddy whistling and hiding the flour behind his back. You wide smile at him "Daddyyy"

He smirks and winks before throwing another bowl of flour but this time on your face. You gasp and close your eyes as you hear your Daddies laughing. You dry your eyes with your hands but immediately run away whe you see your Daddy coming toward you with another bowl of flour in his hands.

You grab the second bag of flour who were on the counter and throws some at him as he chases you around the kitchen. You yell when your Papa grabs you by behind and lifts you up, you squirm and squirm in his arms as you see your Daddy walking toward you, a mischious grin on his lips.

You squeeze your eyes shut and he pours almost all the flour who were on the bag on top of your head. Your Papa lets go of you but you're not done. You turn around and hug him tightly, you shake your head and body against him so he's covered of flour too.

You hear him groaning through his laugh "you little sneak"

You laugh and pull back. Turning around, you see your Daddy showing you his thumb with a nod making you smile

"clean this mess you made while I finish the pancake" your Papa jokes as he glances at the two of you.

In the meantime, while your Papa keeps doing the pancakes, your Daddy had the time to clean the kitchen, to clean you and to clean himself. Either he's really fast or your Papa is really slow at making pancakes.

But the matter is that you're little tummy is now full of pancakes and you're unable to eat another thing right now. You go to clean your table but you stop when you hear a soft music in the background. You turn around and see your Papa near the radio, he comes toward you and lifts you in his arms

"what you do ?" you ask with a smile as he rests you on his hip. An arm under your little but to support you and the other in the air as he waits for your Daddy to reach him.

You feel your Daddy's front pressing against your back and see him taking your Papa's free hand. Your Daddy wraps his arm around you and rests his hand behind Steve's back as they both start to swing.

"it was my favorite music back then" Your Papa says "I always wanted to dance on this song with you, sweetie. I had the chance to do it with Daddy at that time but you weren't there. So when I heard this music at the radio the other day, I recorded it and wanted to dance on it since that moment" he explains with a loving smile.

You turn around and look at your Daddy's face. He has a huge smile on his face and a loving expression in his eyes you never want to see disappearing.

You smile and rest your temple against your Papa's shoulder, you bring your hand to theirs they were holding and close your eyes, enjoying the wings of them, the soft music, their body against yours and all the love flying above you.

That's all you wanted, being close to them. And that's what you're doing

[arsongrimlen]

I need to be adopted by a experienced goth/ punk person. trach me the ways and the history of our people, teach me how to rebel in the everyday things. please I'm begging someone take me in as a baby bat and teach me

[foster-the-world]

Moving along

Having a great vacation to celebrate our anniversary and both of our Birthday's. The kids are in heaven with my Mom and Aunt. I was worried about baby boy and felt guilty about leaving him. He's doing great. My Mom is so good with him. When I dropped him off at school he was still clinging to me/crying. With my Mom he walks in without looking back. I'm so glad we booked the trip despite my worries. Time with your grandparents/family/people who love you is a gift. I have such fond memories of weeks with my Grandma when my parents went on trips. My kids are lucky they will have the same memories. My Mom made a list of fun things the kids wanted to accomplish. They took baby boy to his first movie. Obviously enjoying all of the uninterrupted time with my husband. It's so easy to travel without the kids. I also think its really good for my Aunt. She doesn't move much - as in she rarely walks anywhere. She loves spending time with the kids and they force her to move. Its incredibly helpful for us and I think she likes feeling useful. She also takes care of her Mom. She's pretty grumpy so its a thankless job.

Job interviews are rolling in. Odd/nice to be in a job that companies are desperate to hire. One job sounds great but I'm worried about the commute time. Its a home for children with developmental delays. The kids seem to be on vents/have trachs. It says they can't live at home. I'm not sure why as many kids with those things live at home. The parents generally become experts. Maybe these are more complicated then what I'm familiar with. The place looks fancy - it includes a swimming pool. They train new grad nurses. It reminds me of a college summer job I had working at a Paul Newman job for kids with illnesses. It was wonderful. It would be a lot to learn but that's anywhere. Five weeks of vacation and a good salary. It says you accumulate PTO immediately but can't take vacation for six months. That won't work for me but I'm assuming its something I can negotiate. Especially if I'm willing to take unpaid time off that I preschedule during the first six months. I want/need Christmas and April Spring break off. The interview is next week. I also have an interview at a IVF clinic. Have an option to interview for a home health job. I think the long run that would be interesting/great but I don't want to start a job where I'll be on my own. They will train me but I have my doubts its enough. I'll probably do the interview just to hear more/practice.

Evaluations for baby boy continue. His OT said "no way he has autism." Feeling calmer about it no matter the diagnosis. The fact that he's charmed his teacher and is getting rave reviews has eased everything. We need to treat his ADHD type symptoms to keep him and those around him safe. From what I understand the two time's a week OT sensory gym sessions is the first step towards that. Still hoping to tour a special ed school but as of now not feeling that recommendation. Also will feel better when we get an adoption date. No word on that from anyone. The caseworker still acts like we are crazy for even asking.

Bee had a fun Birthday party. So nice to see all of her little friends. So lucky to have such a great community.

[askthebutch]

Hello!!! Hope you're doing well.

This is really awkward for me but I wanted to ask for advice on sex and sex ed, because my school traches me nothing about it and I also don't know what's different from the small amount school sex ed taught me, and queer/lesbian sex and sex health.

Planned Parenthood's website is a great place to start! Sex is different for everyone, because everyone is a little different! One thing that I think is missing from a lot of sex education is a discussion of how disability affects intimacy, so I'd recommend doing some reading about that. Also, when you google something, you can narrow the results to sites from universities and the government by including "site: .edu" or "site: .gov" in your search.

Always remember that the person who wrote what you're reading has a point of view. Whether they intend to or not, their point of view bleeds into their writing. There may be bias in what you read, and that doesn't mean it's bad or wrong. It just means it was written by a fallible human being.

Come back anytime, baby gay. And may Alison Bechdel be with you

[teachingrounds]

Children and youth with special health care needs (CYSHCN) comprise ~20% of the US population <18 years old and include almost 14 million babies born with birth defects, kids with trachs and/or feeding tubes, and teens undergoing cancer treatment. In September 2022, new guidelines were released to shape and improve their care.

[enkisstories]

Trach: "Look, I have no illusions about what I'm dealing with here. Stealing General Hux' paints and playing good host to me with his own mini bar's contents... You're thieves and anarchists. But Kylo Ren is worse."

Poe: "So basically you offer us our freedom in exchange for us helping you to put the First Order into a better position to continue fighting the Resistance. We should sort your internal troubles out."

Trach: "That's just the way it is."

Poe: "I was hoping we could reach a truce once Hux is in power. I'd be willing to agree to one, even though you hardly deserve it at this point."

Trach: "It's not as if you couldn't stop pestering us at any time! What do you even want?

You have no idea what it was like, growing up on the run after the empire collapsed. We've finally bounced back. We're this close to bringing civilisation back to the galaxy!"

Poe: "The people of Hays minor are eagerly awaiting that day. Oh, wait... Didn't you obliterate their homeworld? And maybe Finn's, too, if he could fucking remember which one that was that you abducted him from as a baby!"

Since Poe had failed, I was about to try talking sense into Trach with Finn next. Unfortunately at this point Hux woke up again.

Hux: "Huh?"

Trach: "I brought BB-8 over. To prove that we really have him."

Hux: "Reminding the indentureds what they have to lose? I like your thinking, Commander!"

[girlpowerempire]

My Babies Love Learning

One of my favorite things to do as a mother is trach my children how to read! I love starting with flashcards at 6 months. It's a great way to increase their attention span for learning! Check out what we have been working on this month. #PrinceBradleysBookClub #MomLife #MommyTeacher

[theuniverseawakens347]

Why I’m so special to Lee - Satan.

( she hates it but accept that’s what it is)

Ya find me.. befriend me.. abuse me own me use me to lead the mass astray then kill me when ya “empire” is built in full.

KING SOLOMON ..

Emporer Halie… ya used me for gay agenda.. then killed me when ya conquered my ppl.. ghandi Nelson martin Malcom …

ME PERSONALLY SAID OKAY.. I gotta grow anyways, I’ll die plus TRACH ALL AND SELF A LESSON

Bc WHY TF WOULD ANY OF THAT HISTORY BE OKAY… ya need learn god is real thru ya satanic ways,

Want ya life and riches but reap in weird bad ways,

Me die.

Me make nipsey .. he look like halie but is NOT THE REAL GOD alone.. he need learn balance too masculine denying his feminine UNTIL PUT INTO MUSIC @snoopdogg … to jene Jeff miles .. miles family fucked thru snoop tribe but Jeff n snoop related cousins b streets life Illuminati sold by wives for terrorist cover up n god baby sperm eggs

Tristan Barton BOTH ME N NIP BUT NEED LEARN BE WHOLE BY SELF .. his own person WITHOUT DROWING OUR GODLY IMAGINE TO BE POWERFUL.. was never your place …

And me.. I’m the 3rd if myself that’s WHOLE NO MATTER WHAT.. but that internal fight had to be conquered to reliquish all evil externally.

Ya internal a representation of ya external

Conquer yourself before you CAN STEP COMFORTABLY INTO THE WORLD,

ONLY GOD GETS THE CONQUERER THE WORKD BACK AND MY DISCIPLES FOLLOWERS STAY TRU TO LIVING MY LIGHT N WORD WO BLASPHEMIE…

GOD HAS RISEN MY SOUTH AFRICAN TO EAST INTO RUSSIA HOLD MY TRUTHS SACRED FROM THE CORRUPT BUT YA FEEL YA FALL SHORT BC IM SLEEP AND MY OTHER TWO TRYING TO DO MY JOB SO YA GOT LET BAD RUN RAMPANT TIL THE REAL ONE AWAKES..

Wakanda chadwick and shuri.. es okay we do what we can with what we have til we get better .. IM NOT BLAMING MY RIGHTFUL ONES WE ALL NEEDED TO LEARN N GROW FOR UTOPIA TO BE POSSIBLE.. ya NOT COMING BACK IF YA REALLY WRONGED ME I GAVE TOO MANY CHANCES LEE.

We repeat what we know until we expand our consciousness to do better. This healing IS FOR EASY PASSING - LAUREN LONDON ANGELA BASSET … KEKE .. ya told it’s terrorism connected to 9/11 organization and ya still continued … YA BABY WEIGHT TREY SONGZ CONCERT MAKING BABY DADDY LOOK BAD.. YA SOLD YA SELF AGAIN … n Trey songz incident ya put ya self in wrong places ON PURPOSES AND BLAME SOMEONE ELSE. WHY YA GO WHEN YA KNOW WRONG!??

[venovenous]

Most certainly going to be babysitting this trisomy 21 baby with a trach who holds her breath when she poops and tries to die every morning. I have a great 12 hours ahead of me at work 🥂

[citivaz]

Today was the hardest day. My dad talked to us about living and death and whether he will want a trach for when he can no longer breathe on his own. He says he’s not ready to give up. He wants to live. He broke down in tears. The strongest man I know, who I have in my lifetime seen him cry maybe once or twice, cried like a baby. We cried with him and let him know whatever his fever are with me and that we have his back, just like he’s always had ours!

[casspurrjoybell-32]

All It Took Was One Look - Chapter 34 a

*Warning Adult Content*

Liam

It's been two weeks since I came home and a whole two weeks of sitting beside Aiden's unconscious body.

His parents told me that he was in the coma a week before I came, meaning the day I was originally planning on going home was a day before he fell.

I could have stopped this, I could have prevented him from getting hurt and ending up like this.

I stared at his face, the perfectly still plains, his cheeps a chalky white, the closed lids hiding those beautiful sky blue eyes that always made my heart beat fast.

And his lips were forced open by the tube helping his to breathe.

Long strands of black hair hung over the white bandage.

I reached out and moved them back from his forehead pressing a kiss to his cold skin.

The doctors removed the ventilation tube from his throat so it didn't damage his vocal cords and put a trach tube, as they like to call it, in his neck instead.

My chin began to quiver as I pulled back.

How many times have I begged him to wake up?

How many times have I pleaded for him to open his eyes?

The constant beeping of the heart monitor hooked up to him stayed at a steady pace, never fluctuating and of the sound of the respirator filled the room.

I haven't moved from this room, my mom or dad came by and gave me a bag of clothes.

The doctor and nurses have tried to make me leave but soon they gave up, giving me a look of pity.

I won't leave his side ever again.

This was just a cruel reminder of how frail he was, how human.

I was lying beside him in the small bed never taking my eyes off him.

I didn't want to miss the moment he finally opened those eyes.

If he ever did.

"Baby please, give me a sign you can hear me," I whimpered taking his cold still hand in mine, rubbing circles against his knuckles with my thumb.

My wolf was whining from the state our mate was in.

He hurt seeing our mate this way.

He wanted to help him, do anything he could but we both knew there was nothing we can do but stay by his side.

There was a knock at the door, I snapped my head up smelling my parents scent.

The door opened and a low rumbling growl built in my chest.

They froze a few steps in the room as they heard me.

My wolf didn't like it when anyone besides Aiden's parents came to see him.

I've let Jeanine and Eric come in but they were the only one.

Robin and Caleb tried but I wouldn't let them even cross the doorframe.

"Liam," my mom said in a soft voice trying to get me to calm down but they weren't getting near him.

"Honey, you need to come home, get some rest, eat something," she tried again but I growled again a bit more forcefully causing my dad to wrap a protective arm around her waist looking at me warily.

She sighed.

"Baby, I'm so sorry this happened to you," she said sorrowfully.

"Just leave," I demanded keeping my gaze on Aiden.

"I know this is hard on you Liam but you have to be strong for him which means getting a proper diet and rest," she pushed.

"I just want to be left alone with my mate," I told them firmly making her see the hint I was throwing at her.

"No one is stopping you from doing that but we're worried about your health baby," she said taking a hesitant step closer.

I shot from the bed fast and growled thunderously that the window in the room raddling, my eyes changing to a fierce yellow, my wolf was out and ready to get rid of the threat.

"LEAVE," I yelled at them.

My mom shrieked in fear and I would have apologized for scaring her but my wolf was in control.

My dad grabbed my mom and pressed her against his back in under a second.

He was glaring at me with yellow eyes, taking a protective stance in front of mom.

He knew I wasn't in control and I was a threat to his mate.

"Nancy go," he ordered her.

Mom looked from him to me with frightened eyes.

"But..."

"Go," he demanded sharply using his Alpha command, never taking his eyes off me.

Whimpering she left giving me one last look.

"I don't want you here, I don't anyone here. Now just leave me and my mate alone," I growled at him.

I knew it was dangerous to challenge him but I didn't care. I was sick and tired of all the interruptions, from the doctors and nurses coming in and out constantly.

I had to let Aiden's family in and his two best friends but all I wanted was to just be alone with him.

"Alright," my father said, his eyes shifting back to gray.

"We're leaving but she was only worried about you Liam and so was I but I understand."

He looked over to Aiden and his eyes softened before slowly backing out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.

I stared at it for a while.

We haven't talked about the situation yet at how my mate was a guy but I just didn't want to get into that just yet. I looked back at Aiden, walking back to the bed and laid back down beside him.

Putting my arm across his chest I curled my fingers around his arm pulling him closer.

With my face buried in his neck and I cried for the millionth time.

"Come back to me Aiden."

This isn't how I wanted to be reunited with my mate after returning home.

Now I realized how stupid it was to ignore him for so long.

How I took advantage of the sound of his voice.

God how I wanted to hear him speak to me again, to say my name, to see him smile at me and his blue eyes shine with happiness.

I was gently stroking his cheek with the back of my fingers.

"I miss you baby," I whispered to him as he laid there unresponsive to everything.

I groaned as the door opened.

I looked up to see a tall guy with brown hair step in. I was ready to growl and go on the defensive but when I say his eyes I noticed they were Aiden's.

He looked over at me with the eyes I've been dying to see. Even though they were a dull replica compared to Aiden's they made me relax. This had to be a relative.

"Who the hell are you?" the guy asked and I sat up and narrowed my eyes at him.

"Who are you?" I countered.

"I'm Nash. Aiden's brother," he said, inclining his head to Aiden.

"Liam."

He nodded as if realizing something.

"Oh. So you're the guy camping out in my Brother's hospital room every day," he said walking to the other side of the bed pulling up a chair.

I gave a really weak smile, it was hard to smile these days.

"I guess you can say that."

I watched as he looked down at his brother brushing the hair from his face and I heard him sniffle.

"I tried. You know?" he said his voice clouding with grief.

"I tried to keep him safe but I failed."

The tears were falling from his eyes slowly and I lowered my gaze.

"It's not fair. He's gone through so much and now this?" his words were bitter.

"What has he ever done to deserve this?" he snapped and I looked back at Aiden.

He was right what did he do to deserve this?

"Come on bro, you're stronger than this. You can beat it. All you have do is just wake up. Please," he whispered, his forehead pressed against Aiden's.