#we'll hold a crying session together

[gdjyho]

PILLOWTALK

synopsis ; a late night , much needed, hot fück session. pure smut.

pairing ; jungkook x f!reader

warnings ; s€xual content, slapping [face and ass], crying, big d!ck jk, choking, unprotected, mentions of smoking, not really proofread, lemme know if there’s any more.

i love to hold close, tonight and always…

his doe eyes pierce right through yours, stare feeling as if it’s entering your soul. your mouth lays slightly ajar. your lips and tongue get drier by what feel is like the second. jungkook’s slender fingers snake around your battered neck and your head rests against the head board slightly leant back.

he grins ever so slightly before soaking your lips with his own spit. before you get a chance to react, his lips are smashed on yours and moving in all sorts of directions. your chests stick together and your rise up to claw at each others’ sweat clad necks. “ you’re always so good f’me” he whispers out.

jungkook roughly grips your shoulders, easily flipping your on top without breaking the intimate eye contact shared between the two of you. you feel the oxygen seep back into your lungs like a sponge from the release of your neck. in the silence of the room, he enters you with no words. his cock mauls your gummy walls as he navigates your sweet spot.

So we'll piss off the neighbors…

you fail to let out any words at the pleasure your receiving. in doing so, your whimper and moan along with a whole other string of sounds. you begin to move up and down on jungkook’s abdomen as the biting pain of his length subsides. you let out even more pornographic moans which make a melody with the sound of your crotches meeting and tearing away.

you lean down to kiss his mole under his soaked bottom lip. he kisses your forehead and praises you simultaneously. your eyes clasp shut as your brain digs up from the ecstasy jungkook gives you. it’s indescribable how deeply far in you are for the man under your body.

“you’re fucking me so good!” you tell him. the smell of the room, all stuffy drives jungkook insane. he begins to attack your neck and your back forms a snake shape and your hips move round. his dick stuffs your to the brim, forming a visible lump in your tummy. he chuckles, prodding the hill he’s made. your toes curl as you feel your climax.

you fight it, wanting him to fill you up first. his face scrunches up into and unreadable expression. he’s gonna fill me up you think. you chuckle slightly, finally getting the sweet release you’ve needed from him. you grip his sleeve of tattoos tightly, as your tight hole reaches max capacity.

in the place that feels the tears..

your eyes well up like swimming pools as his cum slides around inside of you. you grind your hips harder on him insatiably. you throw your head back and groan as he does. you emotionally give yourself up to him, submitting yourself to jungkook and become completely vunerable.

“ahhhhh princess look at you milking me” he sort of slurs out, being drunk on pleasure and your mixed juices. he slowly and dreadfully pulls out and places you on your side of the bed. he gets up and strides along to your en suite. your smile as you get the perfect view of his god-sent ass.

after some cluttering is heard and cupboards close, he walks out and reaches for his black calvin klein briefs. he slips back next to you, creating a dip in the bed. he toys at your bangs, swirling and twisting what’s not dampened by sweat. “oh baby. if only you knew how cute you were”

he grabs his phone from the low nightstand and steals a picture of you and fucked out and cheesing at the camera while trying to grab his phone from him. “jungkook !” you laugh out, while he pins your hands back down. he laughs at his ability to easily control and power over you.

yeah, reckless behavior

he pecks you before getting up and lighting stray cigarette from the nightstand and placing it in between his lips. jungkook has to flick the lighter a few times before managing to make a spark. he inhales before blowing out a pillar of fog into the room. you pinch it out from between his lips and place the dampened stick between your lips.

it swirls around in your lungs for a short amount of time before you let the air loose. he opens the window, letting the various smells exit the room. you get up and move closer to him. you step infront of jungkook and he sneaks his hands around your waist. his lips meet your neck softly and withdraw along with a sloppy trail. you sigh in satisfaction.

it’s our paradise and it's our war zone.

- quickly crafted this one. 😶

[pretty-little-mind33]

Dave Lizewski x fem!reader

Summary: Dave loses his patience with you when studying and then feels super bad.

Prompt: friends to lovers - "oh shit, are you crying?"

DAVE LIZEWSKI MASTERLIST

BLURB MASTERLIST

Dave Lizewski is smart, if not sometimes a little airheaded, but he is your friend and friends make the best partners.

Or at least that's what you thought.

"Are you listening, Y/n?" Dave asks, clearly annoyed as you both sit on his bed, making some kind of art and crafts poster for your U.S history class. You've been zoning out because it's late and you haven't gotten much sleep with all the exams you've had coming up. 

You nod, humming as you reach for the glue. 

Dave is becoming more and more agitated. Clearly, something is bothering him. You want to ask him what it is but when he sees you begin to glue the cut-out map onto the poster, he completely freaks out. 

"Woah, not there, Y/n! What the fuck is wrong with you?! Why do you always mess everything up?" 

Always? What does he mean by that? You stare at him, wide-eyed. 

Dave just rolls his eyes and snatches the glue from your hands. "Don't look at me like that," he hisses and his sharp tone is too much for you this late.

Tears start to brim in your eyes and you look away from him, wiping them with the sleeve of his sweater—the one he'd let you borrow when starting this study session because you were cold. 

Dave turns and catches your movement, his throat going dry. "Oh shit, are you crying?"

"What do you think, asshole," you snap and continue to hide your face from him.

Dave feels like he's been slapped as his previous words ring in his ears. He instantly feels like the worst person in the world as he scrambles to you, the poster forgotten.

He discards his glasses on the bedside table and rubs his eyes to wake them up a little. "I'm sorry, baby," he whispers, using the pet name to hopefully calm you down as his hands find your cheeks and he wipes away your tears. "I'm so sorry." 

You huff and try and look away from him, your lip wobbling.

Dave keeps your head still and leans his forehead on yours. "I didn't mean it, of course, I didn't mean it. You don't always mess up—I'm a douche and I'm just so tired and stressed—"

"I'm also tired and stressed," you say, your voice shaking.

Dave's heart sinks as he hears the quiver in your voice. He'd been so wrapped up in his own frustration that he hadn't even considered how much pressure you were under too and how tired you had become. 

Shit, he'd really just taken his stress out on the one person who least deserved it.

"I know, I know," he murmurs, his voice soft and filled with immense guilt. "I'm an idiot for snapping at you."

You stay quiet, wanting to agree but also not wanting to make him feel worse. You let him hold you as he strokes your hair. "We'll figure this out together, kay?" he continues, "We'll get through these exams and this stupid project. You and me, like always."

You look up at him and although your eyes are still red and puffy, there is understanding in them. You know he's also stressed.

"Let's just take a break," Dave offers, glancing down at the half-finished poster. "We can finish this in the morning when we're not so tired. Do you wanna stay over tonight?"

You nod slowly, and the tension in the room begins to lift. Dave wraps an arm around you, pulling you in closer as you both settle back against the pillows on his bed.

The stupid project could wait—right now, what matters most to him is you.

Dave presses a kiss to the top of your head. "I'm really sorry, Y/n," he whispers again.

"I know," you answer, your voice still a bit shaky but softer now. You want to be angry with him, but your heart won't allow it and you're too tired to care. His body feels warm and you've never felt more comfortable in your life. 

"Just, don't be a jerk again, okay?”

Dave tightens his arm around you, letting out a relieved breath. "Promise."

[anniebeckcalla]

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴; ・'°☆

╰┈➤ at the cinema with nct dream:

non-idol au. wc:N/A. tw: slight skinship, fluff, the usual

calla's note: trying out a new style, don't mind me !! also, this drabble might not be accurate to life.

𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯

as usual, the cinema is an opportunity for affection. as discreetly as possible, while pretending to yawn, he stretches his arm and places it around your shoulders. you choose peace and allow him to keep you close during the film session…it's no use fighting against haechan when he wants to cuddle.

𝘫𝘦𝘯𝘰

jeno chose a scary/violent film (to show how brave he is)...of course, when the film starts, he notices what a bad idea it was. you feel how scared he is next to you and slip your hand in his silently. you grimace quietly when he squeezes your hand (almost right out of its socket) and try to hold back your laughter when you look across at him and see his eyes screwed shut. jeno knows he'll never hear the end of this when the film is over.

𝘫𝘢𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯

you and jaemin came to the cinema to have a good time, and you intend to fulfill your wish. jaemin manages to sneak in a ton load of snacks that you devour before the adverts have finished, and when the film starts, you can't stop laughing at the smallest things that the characters say and do. it goes without saying that you left with all the film merchandise that the cinema has to offer at the counter, and you're going to be quoting the film for weeks afterward.

𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬

you and mark go to watch a musical film. mark’s not afraid to hold back from singing along to all the songs (how did he know them before watching the film?) and he asks you to write them down so that he can play a few of them on his guitar later on. thanks to his easygoing nature, you become encouraged to sing along as well, whether you get the lyrics wrong or not. like most musicals, this one is emotional, and towards the end, mark's crying, quietly dabbing his face with a tissue so that he doesn't disturb the other film watchers.

𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘯

being the artistic prowess that he is, renjun chooses a beautiful film for you two to watch. as you gaze on, mesmerised by the beautiful filmmaking quality, renjun slips his hand into yours, your fingers interlocked for what feels like a blissful eternity. you rest your head on renjun's shoulder, and he smiles to himself, grateful that he's alive in the same timeframe as you.

𝘫𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨

jisung is shy, so he's very awkward during the film session. he keeps staring at you rather than the screen, and when you catch him looking, he stares into his snacks, cheeks scarlet with coyness. When you lean over to whisper something to him, he drops his popcorn bag and sends the kernels rolling all down the row. he's ready to leave the country by now, but you guide him through his shyness. “we'll leave the minute the credits start rolling, don't worry,” you reassure him. jisung nods, glad to be with someone who won't laugh at him.

𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘦

you and chenle choose a boring film to watch (“it had good reviews!”) and so the film date turns into an opportunity to talk to each other while eating popcorn. chenle likes to hear you talk. he loves the sound of your voice, and so he is hooked onto your every word. the other members of the audience don't feel the same way, though, and you both end up receiving dirty looks from everyone in the row behind you. when chenle realises, he takes your hand. “let's go,” he says, “this film wasn't even that good anyway.” you can always spend time together at home, anyway, far from the despising stares and boring cinematography.

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taglist ♡: @cigsaftersuh @jenoleeaesthetic @pl4netx1a @herjaemin @jeonghansshitester

[cupcakewebkinz]

Surprise party!

✷ Shelly's birthday is today (in the drabble), so Vee and Shanon went off to surprise her with a birthday party! Yay! ✸

✶ Caretaker Shanon au is mine! ✶

✱ @soupiestzilla I'm sorry I hurt the sweetest girl ever for like... An hour in fic time but she gets really happy in the end so don't kill me please- ✱

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Shanon slammed the alarm clock's snooze button yet again, not wanting to get up yet, even though she knew she had to. It was Shelly's birthday after all- even if they don't really know how old she technically is, considering she was made based off an ageless cartoon fossil character, she deserved a fun birthday. Shanon groaned as she sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes before looking around the room. For once, her intuition was right, Vee was in the room with her. The robot just sat perched on the end of the bed, watching, waiting, tail a motion blur behind her. Shanon has never seen that robot so excited before... It was oddly adorable.

"Mornin' Vee... I'll get ready and then we'll start getting everything ready for the party... And maybe a coffee or two..." Shanon tiredly said as she slipped out of bed, though she paused at the adorable beeps she got afterwards. She turned and looked at Vee, who now had ">w<" on her screen, being so excited she probably had no idea she was making such an adorable face. Shanon just smiled at that, then went to her walk in closet and shut herself in. Then came out a minute later in one of her many dinosaur printed hawaiian shirts, jeans and some sandals. She then went into her bathroom and quickly brushed out her hair, brushed her teeth, then went back out and walked right over to her nightstand. She just grabbed her fuzzy red t-rex purse and put the crossbody strap on before adjusting it, then finally picked up the excited little robot, who stared up at her with a cat-like smile on her face and the largest green eyes one could only imagine seeing. Adorable. Her daughter has such an adorable wife.

"I'm just going to assume you're ready to go, silly." She softly told the robot, who just nodded rapidly, so Shanon quietly snuck out of the house with her. She left a note on the table beside Shelly's waffles, explaining that she needed to do some shopping and she'd be home before she knew it, so she hoped that worked. In reality, her, Sam, Vee and Veronica were all going to Shelly's favorite park to host a public party for her, as Shanon knew she'd absolutely love it.

Shelly though, she was clueless, and when she woke up and saw the note, she was a little devastated.

Okay, a lot devastated, she was crying as she ate her breakfast, then went and flopped on the couch and sobbed and screamed into it for a good while. She didn't understand why she was left by herself, she always went with them when they went shopping together, so this was a huge punch to the gut. Fortunately for her, she wasn't alone for too long, as a familiar knock on the door was heard after an hour and a half crying and screaming session. She rushed over and opened it quickly, and there was Sprout, holding a box, looking concerned.

"Woah Shelly are you okay..?" Was his immediate response to seeing her all sniffly and trembling in her pajamas.

"I don't know where my mom and wife are..." Shelly very quietly replied, making Sprout look thoughtful for a moment, then he looked like he suddenly remembered something before nodding and patting her head softly.

"They had to go find a new charger for Vee with Veronica, they didn't forget your birthday, I promise. Sam probably is off making you the best birthday cake you'd ever imagine right now actually!" He reassured, hoping he wasn't caught in his lie. He knew exactly what they were doing, he was actually part of their plan, their distraction, the one who kept Shelly away from everything. She thankfully seemed to believe him as she just opened the door for him and nodded.

"I heard Sam was the one who always made the cakes in the bakery... I've always loved the chocolate cupcakes from there. I didn't get them often though, I didn't want people thinking I was fat on top of being that one "really weird dinosaur girl" ya know?" Shelly said as Sprout walked in, and once the door was closed, the two sat on the couch together. Sprout just nodded with a smile.

"Oh yeah, Sam made those, you also had nothing to worry about- Glisten would eat SO many donuts for breakfast every single morning, I highly doubt anyone would've cared if you had any cupcakes. Speaking of- I made you some last night!" Sprout explained, passing her the box of baked goods. Shelly gently took it and opened it, being in awe at the dinosaur themed chocolate cupcakes in the box. There were six of them, all decorated with handmade fondant dinosaurs on top of the perfect chocolate frosting swirls. Shelly teared up again as she looked at Sprout, sniffling.

"They're perfect, thank you so much." She quietly thanked him, getting a shrug and a smile from the berry.

"Far from perfect, but I'm really glad you like how they look! Go ahead and have one, they're all yours!" He said cheerfully, but she just closed the box gently and put it on the coffee table instead, going and hugging Sprout and snuggling up against him instead of trying one of the cupcakes.

"Later... My tummy hurts a little." She replied softly, so Sprout nodded as he pulled her close, petting her head softly as they cuddled. It was oddly comfortable, though it probably helped that they had been close for years, even if one was definitely a lesbian and the other was very much a gay man- it was really cozy. Shelly just made it cozier with a blanket, a pastel patchwork quilt, a not too warm but not too cold blanket. Sprout sighed comfortably, then turned on the TV and just relaxed with the fossil as they watched Jurrasic Park, Shelly quickly getting invested just to tell him all the errors in the dinosaurs. Sprout just listened, happy he was distracting her well enough to keep her from getting suspicious - and from crying and thinking everyone abandoned her.

At the park, chaos had broken loose. Vee was having zoomies again... Though fortunately, Veronica had taken her away from the party area so nothing was destroyed. Well, that shouldn't have been, she had torn up the packaging they had to throw out and made it much easier to fit it all in the park's garbage cans lol

Sam was setting up the buffet, Shanon quietly stringing up the last dinosaur balloon, everything seemed almost perfect. Veronica soon came back over and sat down at a table with a sigh, brushing her hair off her shoulder before she grabbed her coffee and sipped it through the straw.

"Vee tiring you out again girl?" Shanon asked when she noticed the other had came back over, and Veronica just nodded with a sigh, setting her iced coffee back down.

"Oh definitely, I have no clue how Shelly keeps up with her, she was bouncing off the trees like they were bounce houses." Veronica stated with a tired sigh, making the two other handlers burst out laughing.

"I believe that one, she is so crazy sometimes." Shanon said after a good laugh, though the trio went quiet when Vee returned, still shaking with excitement, but calm enough to actually be somewhat normal as she just speedwalked right past them and checked every thing out. Though she soon grabbed a bag of dinosaur shaped glitter and was throwing it on the tables, yelling "NEEDS MORE GLITTERRRR" as she did so, making Veronica sigh as she looked at Shanon.

"We are so lucky she's acting like herself, even though, I do wonder how in the world they're both adults sometimes. Also that glitter is the biodegradable stuff I told you about, right?" Veronica asked, and Shanon nodded, not even flinching when she too had dinosaur shaped glitter throw on her by the very hyperactive robot.

"I swear that girl has untreated ADHD and endless whimsy... And yes I always buy the biodegradable glitter now that I know where it is. Oh and edible glitter, that's on the cake though." Shanon said, getting a nod in understanding in reply. Veronica was safe from the glitter. Sam, however, was not, as they soon were being chased by the robot demanding to put glitter on them. Veronica and Shanon just watched, then looked at each other.

"Should we text Sprout and tell him everything is set up before Sam gets murdered by dinosaur glitter?"

"Yeah most likely... I'm not saving them by the way, I get glitterbombed at least five times a day at my house now." Shanon replied as she pulled out her phone, ignoring the surprised look Veronica gave her. For a moment anyways, after she sent a text to Sprout, she looked over at the other. She then gave Veronica a quick kiss on the cheek, then got up, ignoring the fact that she had made the other blush hard.

"Vee leave them alone, Shelly's on her way." Shanon demanded gently, and Vee listened, going right back over to Shanon with a goofy grin on her face and the bag of glitter tight in one hand, a small box in the other.

"WIFE?!"

"Yes, she's coming, go hide so you can surprise her silly." Shanon gently told Vee, watching as the chaos entity of a robot zoomed off to do just that. Sam sighed as they went and sat back down in their chair, relieved to no longer be hunted down by the glitter hungry toon.

"Shanon you work miracles, how do you get her to listen so well?" Sam asked, getting a shrug from the dinosaur themed lady coated in dinosaur shaped glitter.

"Patience, love and care. And a lot of glitter... Lots of sleepless nights too, it's all worth it though. Her and Shelly definitely are worth it all... I just wish I knew where Delilah lived so we could have a nice chat about things." She replied as she dusted the glitter off, then went and hid under one of the tables so Vee wasn't the only one surprising Shelly. Even though it wasn't supposed to be that kind of surprise party... If it kept Vee tamed, it worked with Shanon. Veronica just looked over at her, then at Sam, who was checking their phone, then just slowly slipped under the table with Shanon. Might as well join in the chaos, eh?

It took about five minutes, but eventually the two had came, Shelly now in a flowing rainbow dress with one of Vee's sunhats- a white hat with rainbow flowers and a matching rainbow bow- on and was chatting to him casually.

"So I was like, Vee you can do whatever, ya know? Shanon doesn't care. So that's how Vee started walking dogs every Sunday."

"I never would've thought Vee would be the one to befriend the neighbors before you did, Shells. You're super outgoing!"

"Vee really really likes dogs." Shelly stated, though she paused at the gazebo the decorations were up in. Sprout just stood at her side, also looking at everything in awe, not having seen any of it himself either. Though before either of them could comment, Vee suddenly jumped out and threw glitter at Shelly, making the fossil burst out laughing.

"SURPRISE WE THREW A PARTY FOR YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE THE MOST PERFECT THING EVER AND I LOVE YOUUUU!" Vee yelled way too loudly to be intentional, immediately hugging her beautiful wife tight afterwards, shaking intensely from pure excitement and joy. Shelly hugged her right back, laughing hysterically at all of this, obviously not expecting it.

"Oh my god, Vee, you really did this for me?" Shelly asked once she had calmed down enough to, though she immediately snorted and started laughing again when Vee looked at her with this goofy asf grin on her face and eyes wider than ever thought possible.

"I begged Shanon to, I begged, you deserved it." Vee simply explained, then proceeded to smother her fossil wife's face in kisses and soft reminders that she's loved, her tail now a slight motion blur of green and black. Shelly continued to laugh happily as she was smothered in love, her own tail wagging quickly, completely oblivious to the trio of handlers that were now sitting around the table again and waiting for the love fest to end. If it ever did.

"Uhm... Yeah I don't think Vee's calming down any time soon guys." Sprout called out after watching this for a few minutes, getting tired sighs from the handlers, all three feeling a little defeated. Though once the love fest had ended, the party actually begun, and boy did Shelly have a great time. They played games, had all of Shelly's favorite foods, she got spoiled with presents and lots of visitors from the town just coming over to say hi and celebrate a little with the toons. Though the highlight of it all wasn't the cake, or the presents, or even the games.

Shelly was the happiest about the fact she was surrounded by the people she loved the most on her special day.

Though she did absolutely cry at Vee's gift, which was a silver heart locket with one empty side and one side that had a photo of all the mains together back at Gardenview, before anything happened, all posing together and making silly faces at the camera. The other side wasn't empty for long though- as once the day was over and they all were about to leave, Shelly took a photo for that side. The handlers and the toons all posing together, making funny faces at the camera, all coated in that rainbow dinosaur shaped glitter that Vee wouldn't stop throwing around all day. That picture- the perfect example of her new family- was what went into her locket. A little reminder that she's always loved. A reminder that she's never going to be forgotten ever again.

A perfect gift.

[mixtape--oh]

Just in case – Lee Know

Minho x high school friend turned girlfriend Iris, circa September 2024

Even after years of being together, Iris was still not used to being taken care of. And even after years of being together, Minho was always ready and prepared, just in case.

This is for all my fellow girls with the eldest daughter syndrome out there; because we need a reminder from time to time that it is, in fact, okay, to let ourselves be taken care of every once in a while.

Minho only saw the text around half an hour later, during the short break in between practice sessions. He thought he'd never clicked on the call button so quickly in his life. 

Iris answered on the second ring. "Hey. Didn't expect you to read the text this fast." 

"We have this thing called breaks," Minho told her. Then he noticed the faint sound of traffic from her end. "Are you driving to Pohang? Alone?" 

"Yes and yes. How else was I supposed to go there?" 

"I don't know, maybe take the perfectly fine train? You know, with significantly less travel time and you can just sit back and relax while it gets you there?" 

"Then I'll have to ask someone to come pick me up at the station." 

"So be it? Hell, I'll order you a car from here myself." 

Iris sighed. Minho hated himself for immediately knowing where this was going. "You know I don't like depending on people." 

"Even on me?" 

"I'm still working on it. Besides," Iris added before Minho could interrupt, "having one more car around helps the logistics to transport people around. Not all of my relatives have one, and I have quite a handful of aunts and uncles and cousins." 

Minho found himself fighting to keep the frustration out of his tone. "Iris, that is not your responsibility." 

This was far from his first rodeo of reasoning with Iris' chronic eldest daughter syndrome. Throughout the four years of their relationship he had to convince her numerous times that not everything was her responsibility, that it was okay to let other people take care of her from time to time. She already started loosening up with Minho by letting him do small things for her: making her light bites, buying her things she needed, driving her around whenever he had the time. But when it comes to her family, especially the extended family from her mother's side – who all always saw and treated Iris the eldest grandchild as an adult, even before she legally became one, due to her responsible nature – it seemed like everything Minho had tried just disappeared and they were back to square one. She's back to the eldest grandchild who just had to take care of everyone, even those older than her. 

Through the phone, he heard her hissed through her teeth. "It still feels like it. I know you've been trying to help me with this, I'm sorry." 

Didn't want to revisit the recurring issue over a phone call, let alone at a time like this, Minho suppressed his sigh. "I'll just have to try harder from now on then. How are you feeling?" 

There's a beat of pause. "I don't know, but on the top of my head? I want to get there as soon as possible because I'm afraid it's gonna be messy. This uncle, his wife is one emotional aunty and their children are still, like, pre-school age and basically a baby. I fear she might cause a disruption for her children in her grief." 

Minho had to hold his tongue from shooting her another "that's not your responsibility". Instead he asked, "How about your mother? How is she taking it?" 

"She was crying when she called me," Iris sighed. "But knowing her, I think she's gonna spend the entire drive there crying her eyes out, just so that she can put up a front and be composed once she's there." 

Like mother, like daughter, Minho couldn't help but think. But he didn't let that one out loud. "She's not driving, though, right?" 

"No, the entire gang are coming down from Gimpo. Think my dad and brother take turns for the wheel." 

At that time, Jeongin's head poked out of the practice room's door. "Hyung, we'll start again in a minute." 

"Okay, I'll be right there." 

"You have to go?" Iris asked. 

"Yeah." Minho didn't like the thought of Iris spending the three-plus hours' drive all alone. He knew perfectly well that she could take care of herself, but it didn't make him feel any better about it. Right now there's nothing he could do about it, though, so he just had to bear it and settled with, "Please drive carefully, okay?" 

"As if I'm not one of the best drivers you've ever known," she said in a teasing tone, but Minho knew she understood his underlying sentiment nonetheless. 

"You know I'm one call away. Just in case." 

"I do know that." 

"And please try to remember that not everything that is happening over there, however messy, is your responsibility," Minho said slowly, hoping to increase the impact of the important message. "Take care of yourself too, you hear me?" 

Iris didn't answer right away. 

"Iris?" 

"Alright," she finally muttered in a soft tone. "Thanks, kitten." 

It's been hours since Iris last reacted to his message, but still Minho hadn't heard anything else from her since. 

Frowning, Minho put his phone down to the kitchen counter and put his focus back to the pudding he was nursing. He knew she would be busy with things and wouldn't have time to be on her phone, but still Minho wasn't able to go to bed peacefully without hearing from her. He hadn't heard of how "messy" things were over there, and he wanted to be here to provide what emotional support he could give her when she finally had time to update him. Hence the decision to get out of bed altogether and wait for her with this vanilla pudding he really liked. 

"You look like the pudding did something to offend you." 

Minho looked up and saw Jisung walking into their shared kitchen, still in his outside clothes – as if he just got home. "What were you doing out until this hour?" 

Yawning, Jisung dumped himself on the chair across Minho. "Working on a couple songs with the hyungs at Changbin and Hyunjin's." 

"Poor Hyunjin. Even his new place is still disturbed by shirtless dudes eating chicken breasts." 

Jisung laughed at the old reference. "Nah, he's had enough of us and decided to have a sleepover with Jeongin at his and Chris hyung's place. Now, what are you doing still up until this hour? Surely not to pick a fight with your pudding?" 

Minho sighed. "I'm waiting for Iris." 

"What, is the noona coming here? At this hour?" 

As Minho filled him in with the necessary details, Jisung helped himself to Minho's abandoned pudding. "You know, even after all these years, it still feels a little weird seeing you being a softy like this," he admitted after swallowing the last spoonful of pudding. "I mean, you never stayed up this late to give me emotional support." 

Minho snorted. "That's because I know you'll ask yourself, even wake me up in the middle of the night if you have to. Iris, on the other hand, would never ask, so I just need to be prepared and offer it to her. Just in case." 

"Fair point," Jisung chuckled. "But still, that's so sweet of you. It's a foreign look on you, but it's a good one." 

Before Minho could rebut, his phone on the kitchen counter pinged, its screen flashing a new message with Iris' picture on it. Noticing it too, Jisung stood up, bringing the now-empty pudding cup with him. "I guess that's my cue to leave you alone. Night, hyung." 

Took ten second of silence before Minho's phone lit up again, this time announcing a call from Iris. He thumbed the green button immediately. "Hi there." 

"Are you really staying up just to wait for me?" she blurted. 

"Yeah, just in case." 

"Why are you always sweet to me?" 

"Someone has to," Minho said firmly. "Because you're not being sweet to yourself, especially around your extended family over there. How's it going, by the way?" 

There was a few seconds of pause. "Can we not go over that now?" she asked quietly. "I don't think I can tell you about it without going through a full-force, mindless rant, and I can't afford that right now. Need to stay level-headed for the funeral tomorrow." 

Oh dear, Minho thought. So it was that level of messy. "Of course. What do you need?" 

"You really don't have to do anything, you know," Iris muttered. 

"I know, but just in case. So, ideas to make you feel better. Go." 

Another pause, then: "Can you... just, talk? Tell me about your day, or anything really. I'll listen." 

It was an rare dynamic between them. Iris was usually the talker among the two, and Minho had always been more than glad to listen to anything she was talking about, from her experience of buying groceries to her thoughts about the new health policy. For her to ask him to talk was very rare, and it always happened on the worst of her days, the kind that drained her towards zero – and for Iris, who possessed seemingly limitless energy most of the time, it took a lot to drain her. 

Truth be told, Minho had had an exhausting day himself, and talking definitely sat on the bottom of things he wanted to do at the moment. But he wanted to provide some sort of support for Iris any way he could, and if to do so he had to talk his mouth off, then talking it is. 

Even though he wasn't as good of a storyteller as Iris and had to put in the effort to think of interesting bits to share with her – something that always seemed to come so naturally for her. 

Iris seemed to notice this eventually. "I'm sorry," she said when she finished laughing at Minho's story about the mishap he had with Changbin in the practice room earlier. "You're exhausted, and I'm making you yap." 

"Did it work though? Make you feel better?" 

"It does," she said, in a small but pleasant voice. "Makes me feel a lot better. Thanks a lot for that." 

Minho smiled, filled with the sense of pride he always felt knowing he made her feel better. It was as if every thought he'd ever had about being exhausted faded away to nothingness. "When are you coming back?" 

She let out a sigh, but it sounded more of content, as if the mere idea of going home was pleasant enough for her. "Tomorrow. No matter what happens, I will be on my merry way in the afternoon. I'm setting boundaries on taking care of people here, kitten, aren't you proud of me?" 

"That's great! Glad what I've been doing for the past few years left some dent in there." 

"That, and Mom made me promise to be scarce by 3 p.m. the latest. She said I've done enough." 

"Hear hear," Minho said firmly. "You should go have some sleep then. You need some if you're going to be driving tomorrow." 

Before Iris could answer, Minho heard a faint sound of a baby crying on her end. She sighed; not contentedly this time, rather as if she was bracing herself. "That's my cousin." 

Minho could hardly believe her. "Iris Park, are you freaking babysitting right now?" 

"It's the youngest of my late uncle, Minho. Her mother is currently too distracted to care for her." 

Minho knew he should be holding back, shouldn't risk breaching the sensitive topic at this hour with the two of them being exhausted, but he couldn't help himself. "Iris, my flower, that is not your responsibility."

Another sigh. "I know, but it's the least I can do. I should go – talk to you later, kitten." 

"Try to get some sleep!" Minho managed to say just before she hung up. Though, knowing Iris, he doubted she'd get any blink at all tonight. 

Putting his phone down to the counter, Minho pressed the heels of his palms to his closed eyes. If he hadn't liked the thought of Iris driving the three hundred-plus kilometers distance between Seoul and Pohang before, he liked the idea of her driving said distance with little to no sleep even less. 

Then an idea suddenly occurred to him. It just so happened that he had these two days off; he'd planned to spend some time with his mother, who's currently in the city for the next couple days, but now his brain was starting to formulate a different plan. His mother would understand, he thought, because she loved Iris too. 

Which was why, on the next day past lunchtime, Minho found himself getting off the car he'd ordered to take him from the train station to the address Iris' father had given him. It was a small house her mother had bought before moving to Gimpo, where their family always stayed whenever they came here, and that was currently empty because everyone was still at the late uncle's residence for the funeral wake – as promised by Iris' father, a means to ensure Minho's privacy. Minho couldn't help but feel touched by the thoughtful gesture. 

Despite already being told where they kept the spare key and to "make himself at home", Minho decided to wait on the front porch and get comfortable on one of the chairs there instead. Hence when the car he recognized as Iris' entered the driveway not an hour later, he immediately saw it and got to his feet in an instant. 

"What the – " Even over the sound of the car's machine, Minho could already hear Iris' exclamation from inside the vehicle. She quickly turned off the engine and scrambled out of the car, making her way to Minho with long, heavy strides. "What in the world are you doing here?" 

Minho grinned at her. "Just in case you need something more than listening to me talk on the phone." 

"But why – when – how did you – " She seemed to be at a loss of words. Still grinning, Minho opened his arms just a little bit, just as a little suggestion. Just in case. 

Iris seemed to catch on the hint. With a defeated sigh, she finally stepped forward and into Minho's arms, letting him envelope her in a hug and hold her tight. He felt her melt against him, burying her face on the crook of his neck. "I have so many questions," she said, her voice muffled. "But I'm also very, very tired." 

"That's okay," he murmured to her hair. "You can both ask your questions and have your overdue rest on our way back to Seoul." 

She lifted her head to look at him. "Did you seriously come here only to drive me back?" 

Minho shrugged. "You know, just in case." 

"Unbelievable," she said, as if to scold him, but the effect was softened because she was leaning her forehead to his. "Lee Minho, I've told you many many times before, you can't just keep doing things like this for me." 

"I'm not doing this for you though," Minho countered. "I'm doing this for me. Doing things like this makes me happy." 

Iris let out a half-hearted scoff. "Traveling from Seoul to Pohang just to drive me back to Seoul makes you happy?" 

"It does." He gave her shoulders a little squeeze. "Because I get to take care of you, something not many other people get to do. And as I've told you many many times before, you better get used to it because I'm not stopping." 

She held his gaze for a few silent seconds, then offered a small smile. "Thank you," she said softly. 

Minho leaned forward to press a kiss on her forehead. "Now let's go get your stuff and go home."

previously on | coming up next Find more stories from Minho & Iris and the rest of Stray Kids here!

[sachurrogojo]

Waking Up Next To Overwatch Characters / Morning Sex

(Reader x Various | 18+ | Part 1)

Characters included:

Lifeweaver

Widowmaker

Cassidy

Tracer

Hanzo

Mercy

Category/Genre/Theme:

Fluff, confort, NSFW

Warnings:

Sexual content (18+)

Wordcount:

- N/A -

Authors Note:

David don't you dare fucking read this I swear to god!!!

Lifeweaver

- Very cuddly

- Likes to hold you close while the morning rays stream across the bed, warming you both.

- Is either up early to watch the sunrise with you, or lays in until the early afternoon with you. No in-between.

- Would rather make breakfast with you than for you.

- Plays with your hair while you lay together.

- Would softly and slowly kiss your neck, just below your ear and ask if you were in 'the mood'. (He loves morning sex)

- Would slowly fuck you from behind.

- Would gently huff against your ear, letting you hear all the noises he was making.

- "You take me so well~ Ahh~ I fit so perfectly inside you. Like we were meant to be~ ".

- "I can't bring myself to mark that pretty neck of yours. I guess I'll just leave my mark inside you instead~".

- Would then insist that you two shower together to clean up after cuddling for a minimum of half an hour after.

Widowmaker

- Sleeps in later when she can.

- Only wakes up for you.

- She enjoys when you pull her close and kiss her cheek.

- Has breakfast ordered for the both of you and its always gourmet.

- You'd both have breakfast then take a shower together.

- She's amazing with her hands.

- Would have you pressed against the glass door of the shower while she makes you whimper.

- "That's it. Don't hold back. Let me hear you~".

- "Look at the mess you've made, all over my fingers... I should have you lick it up~".

- Once you're done, she would help you wash your hair and whisper sweet, loving words to you.

Cassidy

- You both sleep in whenever you can.

- Cole likes to wake you up by peppering the side of your face with kisses.

- Gets morning wood and is ready to go from the second he wakes up.

- Has too much energy for just having woke up.

- Hold you by the hips while he rails you as if it's his reason to wake up every morning.

- Likes to get hot, sweaty and messy.

- "Look how well you're taking me, Princess~"

- "Look me in the eyes while I make you cum~"

- He'd spend his post nut bliss drawing small circles on your back, showing you with loving praise and gushes about how much he loves you.

- Would then insist to make you both breakfast while you recover from your morning together.

Tracer

- She is definitely an early bird.

- Likes to watch the sun rise with you when she can.

- She cuddles with you before placing a sweet kiss to your cheek and going out for a morning jog.

- Brings breakfast or coffee home from her jog if you don't feel like making breakfast.

- She'll come home and insist that you join her in the shower where you'll initially decline just to tease her.

- Once you're both under the hot cascading water, you use your expert tongue to make her cry out your name over and over as she tugs at your hair.

- "I can't cum again~ I- Ahh~"

- "Let me repay the favour, Love~ We'll move this to the bedroom and I'll make you see stars~"

- After, the two of you lay in bed and she massages your back while kissing over your shoulders.

- She will then take a shower without you otherwise you'll both just repeat the process.

Hanzo

- He is incredibly grumpy in the morning.

- You often place soft kisses to his cheek and neck to wake him up, to which he grumbles and reluctantly opens his eyes.

- Will playfully scold you for waking him before gently kissing your lips.

- This usually turns into a makeout session, which then most of the time leads to sex.

- Hanzo is slow but passionate.

- Will litter your neck with bite marks and bruises while holding you in positions you didn't think you could be in.

- "Your moans turn me on so much~ Fuck~".

- "You're so needy for my cock, you're practically sucking me in~".

- Goes to clean himself up while you recover.

- You'll then have breakfast together as if he wasn't just buried in your guts an hour ago.

Mercy

- Actually wakes up at a sensible time. Not too early and not too late.

- wakes you up with a kiss... which turns into a makeout session... which usually ends up with her slow fucking you.

- She's not very vocal during sex.

- All that can be heard are soft moans that tumble from her lips and the panting of her breath.

- Once you're both done, she'll make you both a cup of coffee.

- The two of you then cuddle in bed for a while.

- She will then say she has work to complete and protest that she has to get up, but will stay in bed with you for another hour.

- Finally you settle on a bath together. To start your day and get you both out of the bath.

- While you both lay in the bath, she'll draw gentle circles on your skin.

- "I'm so lucky to have you in my life".

[lunamochii]

sachiro.hirugami x f!reader

cw; make out session,

"Oh c'mon! We already paid plus we'll go by groups!"

You refuse to let go on grabbing a tight hold on the railings of your school while your friends are doing the best they can, to get you off

"I rather jump down than go inside!"

It's your school's festival and your annoying friends manage to trick you on accompanying them to the second floor, where the class activities are happening. Your class decided to do a photobooth for the activity, not that much people are visiting so your class was place at the third floor.

The class that chose to do activities that got a lot of people visiting were place on second floor. For examples, cafe theme, horror booth and many more.

"You guys know I'm bad at any horror related!"

"We'll go hand in hand!"

"Nah-uh! You guys also said that last year but I was left inside."

Well, it was more likely of you running away from them since you got so scared that you let go of their hand.

"Hey guys! We all can hear you downstairs, what's up?"

"Umi-kun!"

Your friends let go of you and you sigh in relief and fixes your uniform.

"Honeybunch!"

You mentally gag and glared at your boyfriend, Sachiro, he knows how much you hate being called that but he loves to see your annoyed face.

"Oh hello sugarplum."

You smirk seeing his twisted look, if he knows what to tease you. You also know how to tease him back, two can play that game.

"Hirugami-san can you please, please, please drag your beautiful girlfriend inside the horror booth? We don't wanna waste our money y'know!"

"Hmmm horror booth huh.."

Sachiro looks at your way and you gulp seeing that nasty smirk he has on his face, before you can even run away he already have a tight grip on your hands and drag you. Hell, you can't even get yourself free from him.

"You can pay right after you get out!"

You heard the student who's assign on the entrance then you saw your friends laughing along with Korai and Gao, you wish they'll slip on to something once they are inside.

The inside is reaaaaally cold if you must say plus it's pitch black on the entrance, there's a faint light of red, green and blue. Plus, the eerie sounds they are playing. You found yourself sticking to your boyfriend's body like a leech.

"It's okay baby, I'm here."

If he said that in a normal setting where his just reading one of your mangas on your room then maybe, maybe you'll be feeling butterflies from your stomach.

"Walk faster, Hiro!"

"I am? Relax, I-"

You froze when you felt something cold touch your feet, you slowly look down and your eyes met with a bloodshot eyes and a gaping mouth of a 'ghost'

"AAAAAAHAUWOOWSNSHSUSBS!"

You scream and push him away as you ran off. Sachiro was left there standing dumbfounded, he look down and saw what scared his girlfriend and smiled. He even crouch down and pat them on the head before running after you. He couldn't care less to the people who pops out from the sides.

When he got out, he paid for his own fee and tried to look for you but you are no way in sight. Soon after Korai, Gao and together with your friends came out looking all spook out but they are only laughing.

"Guys! Did you see her inside?" Sachiro ask

"No? I thought you guys were together?"

Korai said and Sachiro felt nervous as much he wants to tease you, the thought of you crying alone makes him feel bad.

"Can I go back in? My girlfriend hasn't come out yet."

The shopkeeper nodded but just when he was about to enter, he bump into someone. Sachiro was about to say sorry when the person he bump into hug him.

"Don't leave me..."

It was you. His girlfriend, he sighs in relief and hugs you back. Kissing the crown of your head, he can feel the trembling of your body and he just hugs you tighter.

"Hey hey it's okay.."

He guided you on the side and wipe your cheeks with your tears, you pouted and cried more making Sachiro chuckle and kiss on the cheeks.

"Bubs u okay? We're sorry..."

Your friends approach you and you just nodded. When you ran off, you were fast to find the exit but someone appeared making you turn to your right and you ended up getting lost. It was like a maze inside.

"Is fine.. but don't you ever, EVER drag me there again."

You huff and cross your arms, your friends chuckles and promise they won't do it again.

"Guys we'll go on a date. See ya!"

Sachiro held your hand and drag you away from the group, he didn't even let you say your goodbyes to them.

"Hey! This is your second time dragging me away."

"Sorry"

He didn't look back at you but his hand squeeze yours and you just let him be, you found yourself standing inside a empty room. You were about to ask him what is going on, he hug you, tight.

"Can I kiss you? I'm dying to kiss you."

"What? You drag me all the way here for that?"

He pulled away but his hands are still on your waist, his light brown eyes staring right at you.

"F-Fine.. I mean, okay. You can ki- mmff!"

Your back being press against the wall while his hands travels up and down, his tongue licking at your lips begging for an entrance. The moment you part your lips, he lets out a moan that made your legs wobble.

Normally, Sachiro doesn't act this way, his usually on his tame side everyday. You just don't know on why he is aggressive today.

"Sorry.. it's just you were so cute when you were crying.."

He said when he pulled away for a bit and before you can even answer him, his kissing you again. Your moans and his mixes together, your fingers tangling on his hair, pressing your body towards him.

"Wait- fuck.."

He pulled away and finally, you got a chance to breathe. He went to the nearest table and sat on it, his legs spread out. He held his hand towards you which you gladly took and now you're trap between his legs and resume your make-out session.

Sachiro admitted later that maybe, maybe not he got turn on seeing you on that vulnerable state and how cute you were crying. You told him that you'd rather hide when you cry than to face his less tame side.

••••••••••

bonus part.☆

"Wanna go in?"

You immediately shook your head and tried to drag away your husband, away from the horror booth you guys stumbled upon inside the mall

"Sugarplum please! You wouldn't want your honeybunch to suffer right?"

His brow twitches on the choice of endearment you use, you swear to god that you saw how his lips form into a nasty smirk. Intertwining his fingers to yours, he successfully drag you inside the booth.

Needless to say, you got fuck dumb by him later at night. Is what you get for pissing him off by using those cringey words and crying when you guys got out from the booth.

[lazyjellyfish300]

Jellyyy, I hearrr you are asking for some f/o asks from this post ~👀💌

so I come bearing some emojis! sprinkle me curious nosy! can be for either of your honey's!💗🤭😘🤗

🍄‍🟫 + 🤎 + 🕯️ annnd 💌 !

OMGG Ariel hellooo!! 💕💕💕🥰🥰🥰 I'm sorry for the delay! I've been trying to lock in with this dang kusakabe week 🥴 but now I can finally take a break and speak about my loves. 💕💕 Thank you so much for these 🥹🥹💕💕

🌷 f/o soft asks game

🍄‍🟫 does your f/o have any little quirks or habits that you find endearing? do you have any quirks or habits your f/o finds endearing?

Kento has a little cowlick near the back left side of his head he can never tame in the mornings. 💕 It's partly due to the way the hair grew back after Shibuya. It's very subtle, and I honestly didn't notice it until he pointed it out to me one day. He's very meticulous with applying sunscreen as well as the brand he buys. He strongly dislikes scented products but he'll wear cologne. He's very precise when he cooks and follows recipes to a tee. If a recipe calls for Irish butter, then we'll plan a drive to the seaside village from the farmhouse to get Irish butter. He doesn't believe in adding ingredients "to taste". He wants DIRECT measurements: tablespoon, quarter teaspoon. And if not, he WILL find out, trust. 🙂‍↕️ He can't drink coffee without something to eat. And likewise he won't let me do the same. 💕 Which I appreciate because I get so jittery ☕🥴

Kento loves my demand for too many blankets and pillows on the bed, my chaotic sleeping patterns and how my foot always needs to be touching his despite our separate sleeping positions, the way I frequently mismatch the color socks on my feet, he loves that I'm left handed and thinks the smudge of ink and pencil on my hand after my writing sessions is adorable, and how I select Yoshi without fail whenever we play Mario kart💕

The irony of how Shiu loves his car but hates to drive and grumbles about traffic. His card shuffling skills, how he complains about the price of everything but will go into debt for a fancy wheel of Brie cheese. How he treats all minor occasions like celebrations and will open a bottle of wine if I complete one of my long standing projects around our house💕 and his secret sweet tooth he doesn't want to admit to that honestly rivals mine. 💕

Shiu loves watching me get ready, the stray bobby pins I leave around the house like I'm marking my territory, my love of scented candles, how I refuse to watch any movies where an animal gets hurt, and my need to always have a little treat of some kind, usually coffee and a warm pastry. 🙂‍↕️💕

🤎 do you have any tender, domestic, and/or soft moments you've experienced with your f/o that mean a lot to you?

i love raising children with Kento and seeing how much they adore him, which makes me love him even more. I love how in the evenings after tucking the animals to sleep he'll shed his eyepatch completely and just be comfortable and free. I love how he'll just look at me, without that glimmer of doubt or self consciousness in his expression like he's finally accepted that I see all of him and adore him completely as he is. 💕

i love holding shiu in the shower and cleaning one another after a long day. Physical touch is a huge aspect of our relationship and connecting to one another through skin heals and calms me. Sometimes I'll find myself crying for no reason, like the first shower he gave me after I gave birth. Our baby was safe in the nursery and he just held me for the longest time as I let the tears fall and we rode out the emotions together. 💕

🕯️ do you wear your f/o's clothes? do they wear yours? what's your favorite piece of clothing to steal from them? what's their favorite piece of clothing to steal from you?

Yes! I steal Kento's band tees from college and have all but usurped the entire collection as my own. 🙂‍↕️💕 Kento doesn't really steal things of mine but he has adopted a more casual style because of me💕

I steal and wear Shiu's coats when I go out and about. They're so much warmer than mine and they have better pockets.🙂‍↕️ He's a good sport about it and keeps it dry cleaned in case I feel like wearing it. 💕 Shiu doesn't really steal my clothes either, but he does steal my fancy lotions and creams. 💕

💌 if your f/o wrote you a letter, what would their writing style be like? what is their handwriting like? would they use fancy stationary? maybe normal notebook paper? what about a wax seal? (if your f/o has already written you a letter (or letters!), describe what the letter was like!)

Kento has that doctor's handwriting. Cursive and narrow letters that aren't too legible. But he's so eloquent. His style of writing is very reflective of his thought process which is insightful and contemplative but maintains that pragmatic side of him that is clear and conscise. He doesn't use anything fancy when he's writing me notes from around the farmhouse, but if he's in Tokyo for longer periods of time, he'll send a sealed letter with stationary from his office.

His letters and notes are full of love and encouragement. They're like little promises while he's away but he writes like he never left. Faithful, grounding, forever unmoving in his love and his loyalty. 💕 He always closes them with some iteration of "yours."💕

Shiu's handwriting is chicken scratch in all honesty😂☠️ small and scribbly, but it's him. He's very enriched with his thoughts, both verbally and on paper. The stationary he uses is typically pretty fancy, with elaborate ball point pens and black ink. He's a master of communication and it shows with how well he knows his audience. Luckily, his audience for his letters is usually only me 💕 he usually writes them for special occasions like anniversaries and birthdays. He's always been romantic and seems to have taken notes from my romance novels. Poetic, sweet and full of devotion.💕 Despite whatever MMC I'm reading about, Shiu needs to make sure to remind me that he's the best. 💕

[plural-confessions]

Saw a different confession and it got us thinking about our own mental illness, so cw talk of mental illness

We want to get a service dog at some point, one to help especially with our psychological illnesses, and our family doesn't understand it

We're a system with trauma, and bpd + ocd, and We're audhd, but our family says we're fine, we can be a functioning member of society (besides the *physical* illness they forget about), and that means we're fine

But we struggle constantly with rejection, we struggle constantly with tone and words and reading between the lines or missing other meanings entirely. We've split so many folks just to hold those anxious feelings, those angry feelings at needing to, to mask constantly around those who aren't safe, so they never see us like that again. They didn't help then and they *won't* help now, so we learned how to help ourselves, and we've come a long, long way, we haven't had a proper breakdown in a while and I'm thankful for that, we've had our meltdowns in private, we've had our cry sessions when alone, no one gets to see our weakness except our spouse, and even then we hide things from them so they don't think they have to change their behavior to keep us happy. Their mental illnesses crash with ours and I worry constantly that I will one day be too much for people, even when masking, that I will be too much. And I'll be alone again. I fear that ever happening. And when alters show up with those feelings and we have to learn to give them coping methods and other folks for support (we're polyfrag, its not hard at the least), I don't resent them for existing. I'm thankful they're here. I'm thankful they exist and help the system in a way that they see as small or nonexistent but its so huge. They're so so helpful and I'm thankful for them every day.

We get frustrated at ourselves for our high headcount and easy splitting, but then I look at everyone and I wouldn't trade them for the world. They keep us running. No one will ever truly understand how we *all* work together to make this system run, how everyone has a function and is perfect in their own imperfect way, and helped the system cope with everything.

We've come so far and we'll only come farther, and is it frustrating to never be truly caught up on our sp, to suddenly see another bitch out of the corner of your eye and realize you need to reach out, to have people split in pairs, trios, more even? Yes. Incredibly. But where would we be without them. Thank you to all headmates who hold those "scary" or "bad" feelings for your collective. You do so much, even if you don't realize it.

.

[ceylonolivetree]

Tessa and Scott gave the living minutes of their lives to each other for 21 years! That's 1/4th of an average human life! They've evolved so much individually and their relationship has probably changed too. It's inevitable but...😭

There are moments we've witnessed of them that we will never get to see again. THAT HURTS SO MUCH!! Even if they reunite again, it'll never be the same.

We will never see candid selfies of them with their heads squished next to each other, maximising their joint goofiness!

We will never see them falling asleep on each other's shoulders in between brutal practice sessions and we will never see reels of Scott sleeping like a baby, secretly filmed by Tessa.

Their hugs, oh, those long hugs. We will never see those long hugs where they press their hearts against each other, disconnecting themselves from the chaos around them to enter a little world of their own. Those hugs where they whisper, "It's just you and me" or "Together..." Those long hugs that felt like a secret language, a silent promise that said, "no matter what we have each other"

We will never see Scott caressing his face with Tessa's hands while locking eyes with her. When I say locking eyes, I mean locking eyes in a way that screams, "Gosh, I love you!"

We will never see them chilling in a car, just simply enjoying each other's presence or blasting songs? 😂

We will never witness THE MOST INTIMATE HUG THE WORLD HAS EVER SEEN again

Image from (GIF by Orlagartlands)

Scott is never going to hear that thing Tessa does between a laugh and a cry.

*I'm wiping tears while typing this*

We will never see their impromptu dance sessions where they just let loose and become completely uninhibited besties!

(Are the present Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir even real because I can't believe that they are the same people featured in this video. Like, I doubt that we will get to see this bestie energy between them again! Arghh)

We will never get to see them touching their foreheads like swans in love. Honestly, romantic couples could never match up with the kind of chemistry these *very intimate* platonic lovers had.

We will never get to see them holding hands like they have the 'Can't let go of my partner's hand' syndrome.

We'll never get yo see footage of extroverted Scott annoying introverted Tessa in the most aww-dorable ways.

THE LIST IS ENDLESS BUT I'LL STOP HERE BECAUSE I'M CRYING

[spatialwave]

limoreau training together!!

you read my mind!!! omg. thanks for asking 🩵 word count: 769

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ever since their unfortunate run-in with luke, jordan had realized that marie needed some help with training. it’s not that she was a bad fighter, per se, but she could use some refining. to learn how to analyze movements within seconds and how to predict what others may do. most of all, to feel confident enough to not have to run from a fight.

since she was only a freshman, she didn't have access to the combat classes that helped strengthen jordan's abilities. intro to crimefighting could only teach you so much. that's why jordan decided to mentor marie because the last thing they wanted was for her to get hurt. especially now that they were getting looped into the mess that was created by brink and dean shetty.

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"you can stop going easy on me now," marie's voice was harsh as she spoke from the other side of the mats, her forehead wet with sweat and voice breathy. her knees were slightly bent and two fists held out just in front of her.

they were focusing on hand-to-hand combat during this training session. jordan wanted to analyze marie's strength and agility. not only that, but a bloodied gym wasn't favourable to the others who were training on the equipment.

"fine," jordan answered with a knowing smile, their female form shifting into their male form as they cracked their fisted fingers with their thumbs, "don't cry when you get hurt." they teased, to which marie only replied with a playful roll of her eyes.

she was the first to step forward, ducking quickly when jordan retaliated with a thrown fist. as she straightened up, she slammed a fist forward into jordan's stomach and was greeted with no reaction, just the slightest sliding of their feet along the floor mats.

"fuck," she whispered under her breath, knowing that with jordan in their male form, she would hardly have a chance at getting at them. it was her own fault for wanting more, even though she hadn't pinned them down - not even once.

they'd been fighting for over twenty minutes now and her back had met with the mat five times already. hovered over by a smug jordan. if she could be using her power, she knew that things would be going differently.

"not sorry," they whispered to her, grinning once more as they grabbed her wrist and pulled her past their side until her chest landed hard against the ground. the pulsing sound of their shifting form was heard as they pressed their smaller hand firmly against her spine and held her against the mat, "are you done yet?"

marie groaned as she turned her head, looking over her shoulder as far as she could, "what kind of training is this?" she huffed as she struggled beneath jordan's weight, "it's not really fair when you get to just be... impenetrable whenever you want!"

a laugh bubbled up from jordan as they shifted themselves off of her, standing up slowly and holding a hand for her to take, which she did reluctantly, "it's not my fault i'm a double package," they smirked, "and i seem to recall you asking for me to not go easy on you." they answered.

marie let out a grunt as she stood up, fixing her tanktop straps that had fallen down her shoulder, which hadn't gone unnoticed by jordan's prying eyes.

silence took over for a moment between them, only the sounds of their heavy breathing being heard. along with the sounds of the other students who were clanging metal weights around.

"okay," jordan broke the silence, "come on, poor sport. next time we'll cover the place in plastic tarp so you can get me all bloody," they spoke rather theatrically, their lips curved into a tight smile that reached their eyes, extending their hand once more for her to take.

marie's doe brown eyes flickered down to their hand, meeting it with her own so their fingers intertwined perfectly, "you're a dick." she said, unable to hide the happiness radiating off of her even though she was trying to be annoyed with them.

"not a dick. just realistic," jordan added as they nudged their shoulders together, "and have to promise me that you won't get pouty when i inevitably throw you across the gym," they added as the two of them walked off of the mats and towards the locker room, hand-in-hand.

"i'd like to see you try," marie said through a smile that she couldn't shake off, leaning over to press a kiss to jordan's temple as they went for a shower.

[random-writer-person]

His time of the month

Remus Lupin x Reader

word count: 2453

warnings: swearing, verbal fight, angst, GROVELLING

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you and remus were in a very committed relationship. You have been together for a mere 3 months but you already loved and trusted each other dearly. Though on this particular day Remus was acting strange. Almost as if he was distancing himself from you. You were worried because Remus is usually very attentive and loving. At breakfast instead of giving you a kiss he just started to cut his toast into four parts as always you looked at him confused.

“Are you alright today love?” you ask concerned.

“Hm? Oh yes I'm alright, why?” he looks up at you slowly, almost confused.

“You didn't give me a kiss you never miss giving me a morning kiss” you say playing with your fingers.

“Oh I'm sorry love come here” he pulls you closer and gives you a kiss on the cheek. He never kisses you on the cheek, always on the lips or forehead. You chose not to think about it too much, maybe he just wanted to try something new who knows. During the rest of breakfast you sat in silence, another strange thing because it's usually always him talking about a book he's finished or just started and you talking about whatever you are focusing on at the moment.

As you're walking to class, Remus does not hold your hand as he usually does. He just walks beside you and once you get to your class he says goodbye and leaves. No kiss no hug no nothing just goodbye. You walk inside your class feeling very down and thinking the worst about his strange behavior. You sit down in your seat not realizing that James and Sirius were already beside you. Your thoughts are filled with remus.

“Hey y/n you alright? you seem down "James says, rubbing your back gently. James has always cared for you like a sister and you found much comfort in talking to him about whatever you're struggling with.

“I think Remus might break up with me,” you say, hugging James and trying to hold back your tears.

“Why would you think that? He's smitten with you, "Sirius says looking very confused.

“I thought so too but today he's acting so strange I don't know if I did something to cause him to act so distant or maybe I'm just overthinking the little things. He's just not being as affectionate as usual” you lean on your hands trying to figure out what is going on. The boys look at each other and then look back at you.

“y/n i'm sure he's fine, maybe just give him a day or so and he'll be back to normal. If not, we'll talk to him. He's not going to break up with you "James says, rubbing your back again.

“Yeah maybe you're right, maybe he was just tired” you say nodding your head trying to believe it.

After class you head down to the library because you and Remus had planned a study session together. You find a seat in the place you and him usually sit and start doing your work while waiting for him. After you finished one of your assignments you look at the time confused because Remus still wasn't here. The clock said it had been an hour and a half. Sad and a little worried you pack up and head back to your common room. Maybe he just forgot. Once you get inside you hear James, Sirius, Remus and Peter all talking loud and having fun. You stand behind them confused because Remus seemed completely fine and still missed your library date. When James noticed you he called out.

“Hey y/n come join us” as soon as he said that all of them turned towards you. At this point you're holding back tears because you think Remus is avoiding you.

“No that's alright i'm kinda tired” your voice cracks at the end and james is immediately concerned.

“y/n what's wrong? What happened?” He stands up and walks towards you.

“Nothing i'm fine” as soon as he's in front of you and looking at you with those worried eyes you break down and start crying. When James tries to hug you you just push him away and run to your dorm room. After some time passes you hear a knock on the door. You slowly get up and open the door. As you open it you see lily.

“Hey lily” you try to smile but it doesn't work much.

“Hey love james and the rest are really worried they asked me to check on you” she said as you opened the door wider for her to come in.

“Did Remus seem worried at all?” you ask desperately as you sit on your bed.

“Yeah he looked like he was almost in tears i think james was yelling at him” lily says sitting beside you.

“Remus forgot about our study date and when I walked in here they were all just laughing and having fun. On top of that remus has been acting distant today. I'm scared he's going to break up with me.” you say whipping the new forming tears.

“Honey he's not going to break up with you, why don't you just talk to him about it?” she says gently rubbing your head.

“Yeah i guess you 're right let's go to dinner maybe he's there” you say getting up and splashing water on your face then heading to dinner. As you walk in you see all of them in their group and Remus is looking sad and tired. When James sees you he waves you over and makes room for you to sit next to him in front of remus. As you're sitting down Remus looks at you but doesn't say anything.

“Are you okay love?” James asks, putting a hand on your back.

“Yeah im okay i was just overreacting” you lay your head on james’ shoulder as you take a bite out of the carrot on your plate.

“You're really gonna flirt with my best friend right in front of me?” Remus asks as angry as you've ever seen him.

“What?” you panic lifting your head up looking him straight on.

“Your not going to acknowlage me then your going to flirt with my mate right in front of me what the fuck?” he says standing up getting more angry.

“Mate we were not doing anything, take a breath” James says trying his best to calm him down. Everyone is looking at you and you are mortified.

“Nah fuck you you were flirting back” remus said turning to james.

“Remus sit down you're making a scene” sirius tries his best grabbing his arm remus shakes him off.

“I'm not going to stand by and watch this bitch and my mate flirt” Remus said to sirius.

“Bitch? I'm a bitch now? No fuck you remus were done” you say standing up and walking away lily getting up to follow you.

“Good I don't need to be with a whore” Remus yells across the hall.

“Shut the fuck up you ass hole” james says getting up and following you out as well. Once you're out you let the tears flow.

“Guess i was right he didn't want to be with me” you sob. “I need to be alone right now lily but thank you” you walk aways to your dorm trying to keep what little dignity you have left. As soon as you get in your dorm you put on your pajamas and sob yourself to sleep. The next morning you can't force yourself to get out of bed and go to breakfast so you just lay there and think about what Remus said to you and break down all over again. You try to pull yourself together when you hear a knock at your door. You open it and again its lily.

“Hello, love how you are holding up?” she says, opening her arms.

“Not great” you chuckle sadly and fall into her arms.

“Come on let's get you ready for breakfast James said he'd make sure Remus won't be there” she says walking into your room.

“Okay i guess if he's not there” you say letting lily get you ready not having the energy to do it yourself. Once looking semi presentable you head out to the main hall. Lily was making you feel just a tiny bit better. Once in the main hall you start eating and talking to Lily. It's great until you hear yelling from outside of the hall. It was james.

“What do I do?!” you ask panicking because it means remus is outside.

“Get under the table” she said, panicking as well. As soon as she said that the doors slam open and you make it under just in time for Remus to start calling out for lily.

“Lily, lily! Where is she? I need to see her” he says, sounding frantic.

“I can't tell you that she doesn't want to see you because you messed up,” she said, trying her best to keep you hidden.

“Lily, you know that wasn't me talking. I need to explain to her what happened. '' He said it almost sounded like he was crying.

“I'm not sure that if she knew she would forgive you, it still doesn't excuse what you did” she replied. You start getting curious about what they're talking about so you move to get out.

“What are you talking about?” you say, sliding out.

“Oh merlin thank you y/n please let me explain what happened please that wasn't me last night please talk to me” he said begging with tears falling down his face.

“Fine, explain” you said, crossing your arms.

“Can we do it somewhere private please” he says looking at the people in the hall.

“Sure but James is coming with us to make sure you don't try to touch me” you say standing up.

“You don't trust me” he looks at you sad.

“Not anymore no” you shake your head. You start walking out of the hall, James beside you and Remus beside him. You find an abandoned classroom and walk in there. You sit on a desk and cross your arms.

“Okay explain” you nod your head towards him. He shakes his hands out nervously.

“Okay um well if you didn't know yesterday was the full moon and um when the full moon comes around i'm not myself i change i become hostile basically i turn into a werewolf” he says his hands shaking and him pacing. “You've never seen it before because i've always made sure to avoid you on that day, and i reacted so badly towards you because i love you and before we started dating i always thought you liked james' ' that was the first time he has ever said he loved you. You sit there in shock for a minute.

“I don't care that you're a werewolf, honestly it's just a part of you, and I sort of understand why you did what you did but I think I need some time to build that trust with you again.” you are looking at your hands the whole time trying to figure out if what you're doing is the right thing to do.

“So what are you saying?” Remus asks desperately.

“I forgive you because I know you had no control over what you did but I also need some time apart just to fix myself,” you say looking at him. He nods his head and a few more tears fall down his face.

“Okay I understand , take as much time as you need, uh can I just give you a hug?” he looks desperate and james looks at you, you nod your head and he throws himself at you. “I'll wait as long as you need i love you y/n” this causes you to start crying as well.

“I love you too Remus” you kiss him on the cheek and leave the classroom to go to your classes.

The next two weeks are completely and utterly filled with Remus trying to fix his mistake. He carries your books to class for you, he gives you chocolate at random moments of time, he makes sure you eat enough food at all three meals. Basically he's just trying to convince you to give him another chance and honestly you had to admit that it was working. So after two weeks of thinking it over you have decided to take Remus back. You talked it over with Lily to ask for her advice and she said that she supports me in my decision to give him one more chance. So you walk into the common room to ask Remus to talk when you see him talking with james.

“James, I love her so much I can't live without her. I just hope that she will forgive me one day.” You smile at his words and walk farther in. When he sees you he goes quiet and smiles at you and you can't help but smile back.

“Hey Remus, can I talk to you for a second?” you put your hands behind your back and rock on your feet.

“Of course love leads the way” you chuckle a little bit then lead him to the seats by the window in the common room. The seat is so small that when you're sitting there together your legs are touching and looking up at him your lips almost touch. It was then that you realized just how much you missed kissing him. So you did just that. You kissed him and he kissed back. It was only for a minute but it felt like just what you needed.

“Sorry i just missed that” you chuckle a little embarrassed.

“That's okay don't worry i enjoy kissing you” you blush and smile at him and he smiles back.

“Oh right, I wanted to tell you something, sorry” you say, laughing at yourself. “I think that I am ready to try this relationship again.” you play with your hands.

“Really!? Oh thank you i love you” he's so excited he pulls you into a hug and starts kissing you all over your face till your laughing and pushing him away.

“Remmy i can't breathe” finally he stops kissing your face and instead just stares at you.

“I love you ya know i wouldn't have been able to live without you” he gently raises his hand and places it on your cheek rubbing it.

“I love you so much. '' He gently pulls you into a kiss and your life just feels 100 times better than it has for the last two weeks.

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hope you guys enjoyed

XOXO

Good day night whatever

[angstigone]

a normal valentine's day in my mind

aki 'what's going on? why are the newcomers fighting?'

oikawa and kaiser fighting in the background

nagumo 'oh... they are fighting on who gets to pass the time with angsti on valentine's day'

aki 'oh... I mean... should we tell them?'

nagumo 'no, I am having fun... she hasn't had a mental breakdown in a bit of time, so I could use some entertainment'

aki 'yeah, but like... they are aware that she isn't passing it with either of them, right?'

nagumo '... because she's passing it with me?'

aki '... not ... not really'

nagumo 'aki work with me... she wrote a fanfic about me! on valentine's day'

aki '... and she's always thinking about me! has she had a crying session on her period about you?'

nagumo, getting in his face '... she has had an horny session on me on her period!'

aki '... that's tmi, either way...'

jason todd '... as a senior member of angsti's fanclub'

aki, red in the face 'I thought that we had eradicated that name!'

jason todd 'sure jan... either way, she isn't passing it with either of you. she isn't passing it with any of us, actually'

everybody startling 'what?!'

jason todd 'yeah, ahem... bummer, I also enjoy the messiness like nagumo... probably because we are the same character with less backstory trauma...'

nagumo 'hey! you don't know what I have been through'

jason tood '... and neither do your readers and fans, so shut it'

nagumo, whispering to aki '... you held him down and I stab him'

aki '... why do you get to stab him?'

nagumo '... because somebody last time he tried to stab something, got two years of lifespan at all'

jason todd '... either way, she's not passing it with us because it's the sanremo night and with the cover songs'

everybody 'ohhhhh....'

jason todd 'yeah, so ahem... everybody stop fighting, do what you do when angsti ignores your existence and we'll be fine. she'll be horny and depressed in a few days and will come back crawling... wait... why are those two still fighting?'

oikawa and kaiser still going at it

nagumo '... same personality, same ugly personality'

jason todd 'she has a type... hasn't she?'

aki '... yeah... so ahem... drinks?'

angsti 'so ahem... why are... why are you all here? usually I have to bribe you to spend time together...'

jason todd 'they were having a meantal break about you not passing the valentine's day with them, but I handled the situation, babe'

angsti 'ahem... yeah about that... I ... I might be going out, tomorrow'

nagumo '... with one of us, right?'

angsti '...with .. a friend...?'

aki '... oh galentine's day? nice, that's so ...'

angsti, clutching my hand '... a male friend'

utter silence

aki, leaning towards nagumo '... the idea of holding somebody down and stabbing them is still on?'

nagumo '... no, at this point we are poisoning them'

angsti '... I am so glad you have all been so understan ... wait... WHY AM I BEING DRAGGED AWAY? GUYS! GUYS THIS IS KIDNAPPING'

[a-m-pyra]

First Burn: Ch6 Surprise (American McGee's Alice/Lies of P)

It all started in the morning. Everyone went down for breakfast, including Mrs. Seymour, and after a few minutes no one was interested in the food, but in the baby Alice was carrying in a wicker basket. 

According to the card attached to the basket, the girl was six months old, and her name was Evie. She was cold and terribly hungry. Everyone immediately rushed to help. Mrs. Seymour rocked her in her arms and held her close. Nan Sharpe prepared milk for the girl, Alice, on Mrs. Seymour's instructions, contacted her aunt, who gave away her daughter's cradle and bottles, and he, Otto and the children collected blankets and pillows for her. 

Everyone forgot about breakfast as they watched Mrs. Seymour feed the baby, who grabbed the bottle as if afraid someone would take it away. Cormac also came interested in the baby, so much so that Mrs. Seymour had to push him away so that he wouldn't irritate her with his excitement.

“She's so sweet,” said Dodo, who got a few punches on the shoulder from Diggie, who joked that he was a softie.

“What kind of mother would do that?” Gemini spoke up, and P realized he had been asking himself that question.

“There are different situations, Gemini. She may have been assaulted, not ready to have a child, or simply not have money. She chose the most humane option anyway,” Mrs. Seymour explained, adjusting Evie in her arms. “I guess we'll have to take care of her together.”

“I'll bring her my toys,” Inez said.

“Can Angela and I look for clothes for her?” Abigail asked.

“I can ask the girls if they have anything from their babies,” Alice said.

“And I can be a long-distance nanny,” Gemini announced, making P look at him with a raised eyebrow.

Mrs. Seymour laughed.

“Any help will be worth its weight in gold.”

Once Evie was fed and Mrs. Seymour helped her burp, she became a completely different baby. Instead of crying, she made sounds that P found quite delightful, or she would pick on other children by crawling up to them and grab their ankles or the hems of their dresses, or she would crawl up to Cormac who was lying under the sofa and grab his ears, and cuddle his stomach. 

And Cormac, despite being a large dog who looked extremely menacing, seemed completely unfazed by the pulling on his ears. Sometimes he would just sniff her and then put his big head back on the floor, letting her continue playing.

When Alice went to work, Mrs. Seymour took care of the sessions, Mrs. Sharpe took care of dinner, and only he, Gemini, and Otto remained on guard.

“Kids are adorable, aren't they, P?”

P looked at him, then back at the girl who was holding the teddy bear by the ear, babbling at it.

“It’s the first time I see a human baby.”

“You said you helped a woman find her daughter.”

“It was a puppet. And this is a human baby.”

Evie crawled towards them. Otto picked her up and sat her on his lap, facing him, making silly faces and funny noises at her, making Evie laugh hard and contagious, making Otto barely contain his giggles and P smiling softly.

He reached for a pencil and a sketchbook, intending to sketch. Evie leaned against Otto's chest, watching what P was doing, accompanied by the questions Otto was asking her. P glanced at the girl from time to time, and after a while he returned his gaze to the pages of the sketchbook. 

He wondered if he should draw Spring. She looked like the kind of cat that would like babies, maybe she would be interested in them; and Evie would certainly be interested in Spring, just as she was now reaching towards Gemini's lamp, which stood on the sofa between him and Otto, or as she was playing with Cormac's ears.

After a few long moments, he turned the sketchbook towards Otto and Evie, showing a sketch in which the girl was sleeping and Spring was resting her head on her belly.

“Who's in this drawing, Evie? You? Yes, you. Together with the kitten,” Otto told her as she smiled at the drawing, reaching towards the drawing of the kitten. 

So he wasn't mistaken after all, Evie actually took an interest in Spring's drawing, smiling and giggling. 

P sighed heavily.

“I don't really know how to deal with children.”

“You're doing great so far, pal. I'm proud of you,” Gemini assured.

“Maybe you want to take her in your arms?” Otto suggested, and P suddenly felt himself tense.

“No, no. I don't want to hurt her.”

“She's such a strong girl, she'll be fine. Come on.”

“No, I prefer not.” 

Otto shrugged and continued entertaining Evie until dinner. Then Mrs. Seymour came down, fed Evie again and spent the afternoon with them, leaving only to put the fussy girl down for a nap and inviting Abigail to the session.

P stood over the cradle with his head tilted slightly to the right, watching the sleeping girl. Evie seemed so terribly delicate, so much so that he was afraid he would hurt her, catch her wrong, squeeze her too tightly with his legion arm. 

He heard quiet footsteps. He looked at the door, noticing Mrs. Seymour. She walked over to the cradle and placed her hand on his shoulder.

“Alice is home from work, you can go to the living room if you want,” she whispered and P lowered his head. “Everything's all right?”

“Yes, it's just new to me.”

“I see.” She looked into the cradle when she heard squeaking. “See, she's waking up.”

She whispered to her, gently scratching the center of her chest. P smiled as she opened those blue eyes of hers, looking at them and yawning at the same time.

P laughed softly.

“Do you want to take her in your arms?”

“Otto already asked about it. I don't want to accidentally hurt her.”

“You have more gentleness than many women. I'll show you, okay?”

He nodded and followed Mrs. Seymour's instructions, realizing after a moment that it wasn't that difficult after all. After a moment, Evie was in P's arms, and he realized that she was not as light and delicate as she looked.

“So you see? You're doing great.” She patted him on the back. “You can entertain her a little. Swing around, make silly faces or sounds, and I'll go get Alice because she has big news for you.”

“For me?” he asked as Mrs. Seymour was already moving towards the door. 

“You'll find out soon,” she said and disappeared down the hall, and P did as Mrs. Seymour said, rocking Evie and trying to make her laugh.

She smiled and reached for his hair, and P felt warm; on the body and chest. After a moment, footsteps sounded in the corridor, and a moment later he felt Alice's hand on his shoulder. She tickled Evie's belly as she greeted her. 

“You're doing pretty well.” She looked at his face. “And another gray streak appeared.” She grabbed a strand of hair that Evie was trying to get at. 

“You're kidding.”

“No.” She giggled. “Put her in the cradle, because I have news for you that you’ll need to sit.”

P nodded and soon waited for Alice to tell him what happened. 

“And so?”

She smiled broadly and took a few breaths.

“We have the green light.”

“What? I don't understand.”

“We will exhibit it Cruel. Vicious. Vengeful. !”

He parted his lips.

“Are you kidding?”

“No! The head agreed.”

He hugged her with joy, and Alice hugged him back, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“You have no idea how happy I am. Congratulations.”

“Thank you.” She pursed her lips, and P noticed that she was smiling strangely. 

“What?”

“Well, I have a proposition for you. I just need to know if you can sing.” She grabbed his hands.

“I don't know, I've never tried, why…”

“I would like you to play Jean-Pierre Interdit.”

He blinked, silent. He had no idea what to say.

“Are you sure?”

She nodded vigorously. 

“I didn't expect… I…”

“Do you agree or not?”

He looked at the door where Mrs. Seymour stood. She winked at him in support.

“Great. I agree.”

Alice squealed happily, falling into his arms again. When P looked at the door again, Mrs. Seymour was no longer there.

[apollogies-p]

Prompt: Fathers Who'd Kill

A part two to my other story and yet another really late addition to ToApril 😭🙏🙏

@toapril-official

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"Wha, shit-"

With a fluttering chiton, Apollo stumbled into the cottage he shared with Chiron and Artemis.

Speaking of Artemis, "Artemis! Artemis! Please, I need your help!" Dragging a hand down his face, he continued, "Me and, me and Chiron got into an argument and he's run off!" With a scoff (and just a few tears shed), Apollo realized Artemis wasn't going to help him anytime soon. It had been a little over four hours, and the sun was starting to set.

Under any other circumstance, Apollo would've been able to track Chiron, no problem (what you think his sister's the only one with tracking skills?) but unfortunately, he's afraid his dear little sister may have trained Chiron a little too well. No matter how far he strained his ears, Apollo never registered Chiron's soft footsteps or his breathing, and whatever traces he did find were in vain.

Chiron, his Chiron, his beautiful baby boy, was going to be at the mercy of all of those monsters. Chiron was eleven, and he couldn't defend himself, gods his dear son was still afraid of the dark for Hades sake!

He stepped out into the cool summer air and knelt in front of the cottage, the grass still wet with mildew. Ignoring the grass stains he was bound to get on his chiton, he screwed his eyes shut and began to pray.

Lady Persephone, goddess of Spring, Queen of the Underworld, and Wife to Lord Hades. Please. Help me. Chiron might be in danger.

Apollo's grip on the grass tightened, please, I can't lose him.

He closed the connection with Persephone and haphazardly wiped his tears away. Crying won't help his son, and neither will waiting.

Scanning the area for dryads left him with nothing. He was going to have to search further down the mountain. Most dryads would've turned in for the night the moment the sun started to set. With nothing more than a thought, Apollo appeared at the edge of the mountain, peering down the steep land.

Shit. He was going to have to go down the mountain wasn't he?

Under any other circumstances, this would've been an easy task, but as much as he loathed to admit it, he was terrified. The pit of anxiety and fear of potentially losing the same little kid that made the past decade the best he's ever lived grew stronger every passing moment. Holding his hand out in front of his face, he realized he was trembling.

Suddenly behind him, a burst of something that can only be described as the pure essence of spring overwhelmed his senses.

"Apollo? Honey, what's wrong?" Apollo turned around, and he lost it; he wept openly in Persephone's arms. "I lost him Persephone, he's gone!" It was through sheer miracle that she was able to piece together his incoherent blubbering.

"Apollo, sunshine, look at me, love. Please look at me." Her hands were so warm against his tear-stained cheeks, but all he could think about was his beautiful boy gone- just like so many of his other children-

"Apollo!" His eyes focused on Persephone's deep brown skin, and he forced himself to breathe.

"It was, it was just supposed to be an average training session Perse, but Chiron got frustrated, and he just-" Apollo licked his lips, he felt so winded, so human.

It wasn't a feeling he enjoyed.

With a shaky sigh, he rose from the ground, nose scrunching in disgust at the wet cloth of his chiton sticking to his knees. Persephone rose with him, and it was with a clearer head that he was able to properly recount exactly what occurred.

Persephone let out a soft hum and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, "Let me fetch my mother and we'll ask the local nymphs for help, " With a sly grin she added, "they'll listen to a pair of natural goddess for sure."

He returned the smirk and held Persephone's hand, giving it a firm squeeze before removing it from his shoulder. "I'll scour the forests again, Chiron couldn't have gotten far." He was gone before Persephone could even nod.

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Six hours.

Six long hours of searching for his son and nothing. It was a miracle that Apollo only had one minor breakdown during all that time. By hour three, he had gotten so emotional that he wailed in Demeter's arms as she whispered comforting words to him.

He supposed she knew what it felt to lose a child too.

Now, Apollo stood in a small clearing in the middle of the dense forest. The sun long gone, and now, with his sister in the sky, Apollo felt a little less nervous, just a little. The clearing was no doubt the former home of a pack of hellhounds, if the clumps of fur were anything to go by. Reaching his hand up the lower branches, Apollo grabbed a small clump of the jet black fur. It probably belonged to a small pup with how dark and unusually soft the fur was.

"Chiron..." He whispered. I'll find you, Chiron, I promise.

With a huff, he took off one more, leaping past rivers and rocks. He could feel the slimy eyes of all kinds of creatures following him. Apollo prayed to any god that'd listen. Please let him be safe.

Another hour- or had it been thirty minutes? Apollo's racing heart and thoughts made it hard to keep track of time-

Snap!

He whipped his head towards the source of the noise, it was at least about twenty kilometers away. Maybe he it just a rogue monster, a cyclops, perhaps? But his instincts told him otherwise, his body screamed at him, gocheckgocheckgocheck-

A sob pierced the air, harsh but quiet enough that, had Apollo not been a music god, he would've never heard it.

Apollo's never moved quicker.

He charged into the, now destroyed, glade. His eyes took in the scene, hellhounds everywhere, at least three fully mature cyclops surrounding a foal. No-

His son.

Pure fury filled his senses. Bright and violent like the sun should be. His body moved quicker than his thoughts. Golden dust painted the trees and ground. With a roar of pure rage, he shot down all three cyclops towering over Chiron, his baby. Finally, with a swift movement of his arm, light erupted, searing the remaining hellhounds that failed to leave in time.

Apollo turned his attention to his child, bloodied and bruised. He had to quell the rage that threatened to bubble over.

"Chiron, sunshine? It's just me, you're safe now." Knelt down to his level, Apollo opened his arms, and that seemed enough for Chiron. He tackled Apollo, tears quickly staining his chiton.

"Father, I was so scared! I'm so sorry I should've never said those things! I'm so sorry, I'm so so sorry..."

He cradled Chiron, taking his blubbered apologies, raking his fingers through his ruined hair.

"It's okay, my dear centaur," Pressing soft kisses on the top of head, "I love you so much. I'm sorry it took me so long to find you."

Together, they cried, taking every moment to reassure each other that they were okay.

Apollo walked home that day with a newly healed sleeping centaur, and if he curled up next to his son, pressing tender kisses to his forehead and mumbling sweet nothings, then none would be the wiser.

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Bonus:

Watching them sleep

Demeter: are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Persephone: that we should totally draw a sketch and give it to the muses to paint?

Demeter: yes

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ANU MY BELOVED.

The one who started with me and who I hope I finish with too. You've heard me scream, screm and cry over your in every way. I WILL DO IT NOW AND FOREVER.

we'll leave your writing for last since I do it so often.

You're so talented. Like fuck all you are SAUR TALENTED. Everytime you send me a wip of your drawings my heart clenches. THEYRE SO PRETTY. I love how you draw eyed and hair personally.

Your eyes hold so much emotion. They mean so much in the way you colour and shade them. AND THE HAIR. They look so shiny and sleek, and I love it. I hope you show me your drawings forever and ever.

You, yourself, are so easy to talk to. Every conversation with you is fun and we have so many laughs. YOU GET ME. and I love our petty sessions 💅 You've helped me so much, from showing me xkit to offering and THEN making me dividers for my muses. You're always so interested when I just need to ramble about my babies.

And finally, you're writing.

It's absolutely magnificent. You're so intentional with your words. Every one of your muses are unique and they have so much life in them. From their saddest to their happiest to their in betweens. You stay true to them and their ruthlessness, their weaknesses and their strengths. I hope when we write together I give even a SMIDGE of that to you because I'm left in awe alwaaaaaays.

Thanks for writing with me ♡