#yeah he’s a kid and he’s suffering and i love to milk that

[alleyesony0u]

i actually LOVE the moral issue of pvp civilization. a world where you have to kill others to survive so you are forced to desensitize yourself to the horror of it? but this just brings me back to something i mentioned a while ago while thinking about it. your morals and values are reliant upon the society you live in and who you are raised by. and this applies to EVERYONE in pvp civilization. it’s a death game. kill or be killed. die or let others die. and when you are born in this society and all you know is “if i kill, i can live longer”, then what you view as right or wrong, moral or immoral, is entirely based on this. the “iron swords” claim to know what is morally correct, to be pacifist, but let’s be honest, even if you love so much and care so much, make true bonds and see murder and death as reprehensible, you still need to live. so you kill. and this applies to everyone. to tabi, to evbo, to zam, to the guy who speaks pvp, to all the diamond swords, hell, it applies to the shields even when they can’t directly kill others, just take their hits.

nobody wants to die. everyone see the death of themselves or someone they care about as bad. but when it comes to others? it’s just survival.

it’s a cycle.

the other weapons farm the swords to survive.

the iron swords farm evbo to survive.

evbo kills on every level to rank up, live longer, uncover secrets, despite immoratality. and kills the iron swords who target him after his fight with zam.

guards make weapons hit them with their weapons, wasting durability but helping the guard rank up.

you are part of the endless cycle of suffering, they pit you against each other, and live like kings on your pain. you think, if i cause more pain, i can reach that level of power and joy and longevity. i can live.

you’re just stupid, they think.

but go back to your fighting and killing and the morals you’ve known all your life. go. go. you only fuel them more with the pain.

[chuluoyi]

Baby gojo and daddy gojo not wanting to share mama gojo😭✋i-

࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 06:20 P.M 」

aww this is so cute of course this is the first i worked on after getting back from my weekend break <3 and actually i have this one similar ask too so i combined yours with theirs! here's some cute blinking gojo in phantom parade and okay now let us have some crack and make gojo suffer

a part of gojo's love entries

general masterlist

“bwah!” a nudge.

“myah!” a shove.

and then—

“waaa!” a… slap (?) on the cheek.

“huh?” satoru winced, touching where the baby’s palm just connected with his face, blinking rapidly. so he wasn’t imagining things. this really was happening in front of his eyes.

and it was the baby—his baby.

your giggles filled the air in response.

“hey, you,” satoru took on a very stern look and an exaggerated frown, glaring at his own son. the baby merely babbled at him innocently, blinking his wide crystal blue eyes that mirrored his. “bad, bad minion. this is a very serious issue. you shouldn’t do that, you hear?”

the serious issue being each time he tried to lean closer to steal a kiss from you, your son always found a way to repel him away with his tiny hands.

you snorted at his righteous tone. “he’s just protecting me. even your kid knows you’re a danger.”

a gasp left your husband’s shiny lips, mockingly in disbelief. “me? a danger? i make your life a heaven on earth!”

“heav—pfft—”

“i give you love, food, my body—” he emphasized, pointing at himself for a dramatic effect, and you threw your head back, dissolving into a fit of laughter even more, “—heck, i even give you this naughty baby!”

“wha—no! that’s team effort!”

“still! and now he is staging an uprising against me?” satoru cheekily eyed his child, who was now clutching the fabric of your blouse, tiny fingers playing with the shiny diamonds of your necklace—a gift from satoru too, actually.

“look at him go,” he grumbled, his eyes following each little movement his son made, then dramatically yelped when the boy pawed at your breasts. “hey! no touching! those are mine!”

“please.” you almost choked on your laugh. your silly husband always had a way to make things sound funnier than they actually were, and that was what made you fall in love with him more each day, really. “the milk is his!”

“he can have the cow’s! and more importantly, it’s thanks to me that you’re so milky—”

“satoru! you’re so uncouth i can’t—!”

“see? you’re laughing so much! this proves enough that i make you happy every day!”

later that night, after you put your baby to sleep in his crib, satoru gently poked his cheek, his expression tender despite his pursed lips. “he is out like a light…”

satoru might whine a lot, but ultimately, you couldn’t miss the look of adoration and fondness that made him the father of your child. even without saying it out loud, you knew that he would willingly put everything aside and sacrifice anything—first of all, himself—if it was meant for his dearest, most precious treasure.

knowing he'd do the same for you only served to melt your heart even more. and you felt full—so full, in fact, with warmth and love and anything that was soft.

you really do love him, don’t you?

“look at him, he’s like a shrimp,” your husband pointed out, still gazing at his baby in wonder as he kept poking and prodding at the chonky rolls of his little arms, and you thought, nothing could have been more precious than this.

“satoru.”

“yeah?” he turned instantly at the sound of his name, but before he could react further—

you stood on your tiptoes and planted a swift smooch on his cheek, putting the overflowing love you held for him in it. “mwah!”

“…?!”

for the next three seconds, satoru malfunctioned. the brush of your sweet lips on his cheek was so innocent that he was rendered speechless. heat steadily gathered on his face, turning him pink despite himself.

“you…” he groaned, collecting himself, a dopey smile was quickly plastered on his face to cover up his setback as you burst into hearty laughter. “now you’ve started it…” and then he latched on you with a glint of a joker, launching a full-blown tickle attack.

“a—ah! why?! satoru! ahahahaha!”

. . .

safe to say, your wheezes effectively awoke your son from his slumber, and as a bit of payback, you left satoru in the dust to deal with the crying baby, both of them whimpering in unison since he had absolutely no clue how to comfort the little one.

[simonisferal]

not you again. "scaramouche x male reader"

YOU were the smart kid in high school till he came along and ruined it. Now that he got you shipped away to your grandmother's, you're out for revenge. To beat him is your greatest wish but would that change now when he's your seatmate, partner. and roommate? Oh for fuc—

warnings: physical violence/fighting, the occasional underage drinking, heavily sexual themes and intercourse + some kinky shit (honestly, who knows), scaramouche is scaramouche 🤦‍♂️, exes to academic rivals to lovers, vulgar language, angsty(mentions of SH, suicidal thought, OD/ED), slow updates, homophobia (sort of), i know nothing about law so don't come at me, slow burn, and i think that's it!

written pieces will marked with 📖

pheonix wrights — miles edgeworths

ᴥ season one — glow up, dick up

episode one — who the hell are you and why is your bitchass tryna fight me?

episode two — a man can't punch another man without it seeming homosexual nowadays, can he? 📖

episode three — if im sent away, im taking my dignity with me / fuck you

episode four — yes grandma, i'll rub your bare feet. just don't call grandpa over to tell his war stories again... 📖

episode five — i wonder how much he's suffering right now

episode six — in my slut era!! (i stay home with grams and gramps watching family fued)

episode seven — you'd think being the new kid is shit but it's actually worse since i'm hot

episode eight — who is juicytoot124 and why are they liking my tweets??

episode nine — fuck the school, fuck the students, and fuck the chairs too / who is he talking to

episode ten — this is NOT the USA miley cyrus was partying in 📖

episode eleven — holy shit, he has a sister? or is that his girlfriend..? 📖

episode twelve — kaeya, pass me the bottle; i’m getting wasted tonight

episode thirteen — holy shit. am i hallucinating or do i see a bobble-headed bitch coming my way? 📖

episode fourteen — it might be the paranoia coming in but i hear cops 📖

episode fifteen — how's my day? oh i was hiding in a fucking closet with my ex boyfriend from the police because of someone decided to steal alcohol. i wonder who.

episode sixteen — so i can't be a whore but my enemy can fuck around with his ex? not cool.

episode seventeen — wait, summer's over? i was just getting ready to rot in bed!

episode eighteen — basically what i'm hearing is that i'm a god and everyone loves me! /sarcastic

episode nineteen — yeah, so, what i just said previously was a fucking lie. 📖

episode twenty — ah shit, here we go again. 📖

ᴥ season two — and they were roommates?

episode twenty one — my clear conscience can't take this anymore; time to escape prison!

episode twenty two — everything i say was a joke unless you're into it, then it's not 📖

episode twenty three — first day of hell

episode twenty four — am i interfering someone's love triangle??

status: ongoing

started: 04/13/24

taglist: @m-march7th , @wawanluvr , @shutingstar , @pookiemax , @chemiru , @scaradooche , @swivy123 , @yangbbokari , @academiq , @thystarsshine , @zoropookie , @notrsz , @justyoureader , @mercy-not-merci , @kiekole , @kazumiku , @featuredtofu , @yourfavoritefreakyhan , @b2tr09 , @ell1e2010 , @pwaap , @vxcmx , @vamxpi , @moonslie04, @allaboutiknowthatyoubeingdead , @somnium-kiss , @crxwned-mxnarch , @khisuko , @jad3-n , @emptydinner-plate , @popcorn-milk , @liuaneee , @neversore, @alicerosejane

(@simonisferal 2024)

[oceansprompts]

text message prompts

[text] You okay?

[text] GO TO BED!

[text] hey you better be alive in there

[text] SOS save me please holy shit

[text] call me this date is going so bad

[text] I have way too much shit to do.

[text] Honestly I'm really worried about you.

[text] Why are you trending on Twitter?

[text] Please let me come over and pet your (pet).

[text] We are in the same building, you could come talk to me.

[text] It's not going to work out.

[text] This is a terrible idea.

[text] people have fetishes

[text] They really do crucify anyone these days huh

[text] I don't know why but that really means me want to stab you

[text] That movie was awful.

[text] For the love of god please help me

[text] I fucked up. I fucked up really bad.

[text] I'm blocking you.

[text] YOU ONE BRAINCELLED BITCH

[text] I regret swiping right.

[text] Everyone lies on their dating profiles.

[text] That absolutely can't be an actual picture of you.

[text] This forced open my third eye and I saw the devil

[text] I'm like a child in line for the newest fucked up disney ride

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[text] That's just all fucking sorts of fucked up

[text] Why are we here? To suffer? Every other day I get messages that cause pain

[text] In the department of old man fucking, we've got you beat.

[text] have you gotten any work done?

[text] I am beyond shame, try again

[text] You left your left your underwear at my place.

[text] Don't you dare put this on Facebook.

[text] My brother in Christ you're being haunted

[text] I want to wring you like a wet towel and slap you against a wall

[text] The mind is weak but the body is funky

[text] I'm a zombie the law can't stop me.

[text] Jealous of my massive honkers

[text] We left you to die to play minecraft

[text] She would never ever take away one of these stupid fucking hats

[text] I puked all over the Uber driver's backseat.

[text] I just took a screenshot of that and posted it to Reddit

[text] You said you'd be right back and it's been months.

[text] Can't we talk about this face to face?

[text] Yeah, you'll come learn I just have a thing for milk

[text] Why did you like one of my pics from 2014?

[text] Now's as good a time as any to exchange nudes.

[text] Why would you send me an eggplant emoji?

[text] I write five paragraphs, pouring my heart out, and all you reply with is k?!

[text] Who would dare to lie on the internet?

[text] When I die, please delete all my shit off the internet

[text] He's so hot, I briefly started texting like a straight person

[text] And because I'm god and I've decided that; no, in fact, I'm not done.

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[text] I know you love bloopy reggae jams, now is not the time.

[text] You better not be standing catatonic in your room again.

[text] God has abandoned his children but unfortunately for you I pay child support and I will smite thee.

[text]: My neighbor just told me he can fix my water heater for 50 bucks. I’m skeptical.

[text]: Do you have any idea how much it costs to buy apples? I paid 10 dollars for 6.

[text]: I mean, I wouldn’t say I have a problem with buying Squishmallows..

[text]: Hey, so you know how you told me no dog? *sends pic* I don’t do well with no’s.

[text] Stuart Little is a bitch and Remy could take him any day.

[text]: My roommate just said that Lola Bunny is hot. I’m moving out.

[text]: Hey I posted that vid of you drunk, singing Ariana Grande, wearing all black and people said not to do it again. Sorry.

[text]: Do you think the price is ever right? Like, I feel like it’s not.

[text]: I booped your nose. Boop the last five people you texted or–nothing happens really.

[text]: I’m actually in the ER and it’s a long story that involves Best Day Ever from spongebob.

[text]: I fucking hate you–wait you’re not my ex. Who are you?

[text]: You ever ask yourself if birds see a bee and just go ‘wow a bee’? im high.

[text]: sometimes all i think about is–sour patch kids. bet you thought it was you.

[text]: I love you—not as much as I love my dog. But still a lot!

[text]: I found a cat on the way home and now it’s mine. But it hates my guts so this should be fun.

[text]: I have questions about the marvel cinematic universe…how long do you have?

[text]: why do donald duck and winnie the pooh not have to wear pants but other people do?

[text]: Hey you know that show floor is lava? I may have turned the apartment into that..this isn’t a joke, btw. the floor is sticky.

[text]: I bought too much soap off etsy and now I don’t know what to do with it…I smell like Captain America.

[text]: On a scale of one to ten, how many drinks would you need to sleep with me? This isn’t a tiktok trend…or it is.

[yall-batman-fanfic]

Babysitting | Bruce Wayne/Batman x Reader!Magician ft Justice League

Synopsis: While babysitting their sister, the Robins notice that Valerie is scared in the many rooms in the manor without her parents. When Bruce and Vivian return, they are in it for a shock.

“Say goodbye to Mom and Dad and Alfred, Val!” Dick waved his sister’s little hand at the direction of Vivian having a hard time getting in the car for the business trip she was supposed to attend with Bruce abroad. 

It was the first time the couple had to leave their daughter for more than a day, and while Bruce was upset that he wouldn't see her from the moment he wakes and goes to sleep, he was holding up pretty well. Vivian on the other hand… she was suffering from separation anxiety. It reminded of the time she also had separation anxiety with the other kids. When Dick moved out, he would see her sitting on Dick's old bed and just looking around. When Tim was moving out, she won't letting him go. Whenever Jason leaves for his jobs then, Vivian would also try to get him to stay longer at the manor.

It's a hard thing for her to do. Letting go of their children or saying goodbye to them despite claiming that she’'s the ready one between her and Bruce. 

“Viv, you gotta get in the car,” Tim said, smiling cheekily at her as she kept looking back with a pout. 

“Don’t worry, my love, if we finish early we could head back as soon as we can,” Bruce reassured her. “And Val will be safe with her brothers.”

“I know, it’s just that… three days, Bruce?” Vivian sighed.

“We get there early, we finish early, we might be back before then,” Bruce helped her in the car. When she was inside, he said to Dick and the others, “We’ll try to make this quick.”

“Where’s the trust?” Dick smirked. 

“You know how Vivian is.”

“We know,” Jason crossed his arms over his chest. “I’ll make sure neither of them get food poisoning. I’ll also handle Val’s food.”

“Good. We’ll be off before Vivian jumps out of the car. See you all in a couple of days. Damian, behave.”

Damian huffed and rolled his eyes at his father. 

After Bruce went in, the car drove off, leaving the four brothers with their sister saying goodbye to their parents.

“That was easier than I expected, actually,” said Jason.

“Yeah, I was expecting Viv to do some magic so she gets to stay,” said Tim.

“Come on, she know that it's time that she leaves this adorable munchkin with us,” Dick raised Val so he could see her face. “Are you ready for a fun day with us, Val?”

But Valerie was silent. Her eyes fixed on the car that drove away and a look of confusion and loss was seen on her face. “Mumma? Dada?” She asked Dick.

“They're going on a business trip,” answered Dick.

“Mumma? Dada?” her voice cracked.

“Oh, boy,” Jason sighed. “Here it comes… I guess now we know that Viv's the easy-mode, it's this one that's gonna give us a little challenge.”

Valerie started to whimper and reach out to her parents that have gone and then eventually cried. “Mumma! Dada!” She kept calling out.

“Give her to me,” Damian took his sister from Dick. “Come on, Valerie. We'll wait for Mom and Father.”

“Dami, Mumma and Dada!” Valerie tried to explain but was a blubbering mess.

“I know, I know,” Damian walked inside. “Let's go play in the garden. She likes the garden,” he told his brothers and went inside to pass the halls that lead to Helena's garden. “Drake, bring Bat-plush!”

It took a while for Valerie to stop crying, she tired herself out eventually and was just sitting on the large bed in her nursery with Damian and Dick as company as Jason and Tim were working on Valerie's food and milk, and their lunches. 

“Come on, Val,” Dick laid on the bed, his face upside down in the baby's view. “Give us a smile, Viv and Bruce will be back in a couple of days.”

But Val still kept frowning and holding her Bat-plush, believing if she held it tight enough and wished harder her parents would come back to her. She was used to her dad leaving in the middle of the day but her mom and Alfred was always there with her. Damian too but he also leaves then comes back hours later. Now it was just her and Damian, and the manor felt so big all of a sudden. Big and empty.

Mumma would always have that light that warms the entire manor, her and Alfred, Dada's light was more like a shadow that covers them all and keeps them warm in the cold night. Damian's was more like those lights that her Mumma would make for storytime. Now Mumma, Dada, and Alfred's light were missing. They weren't there to light the place. And she needs that light to keep the monsters away!

Damian and Dick were there with her but she wasn't sure if their light can keep the monster in her closet away.

Valerie…

Valerie turned to the corner of her nursery. It was a bright morning, but they never minded if it was bright or dark. They were always there and Mumma’s light would always keep them away. 

“Oh, no! What happened?” Dick got up held his sister who pouted and was starting to cry. “No, no, Val! Aw, come on, kiddo, you're gonna give yourself a tummy ache if you keep crying.”

“Maybe we should meet with Todd and Drake in the kitchen,” Damian suggested. 

It was no better in the kitchen, Valerie kept crying and crying and tried hiding her face on Jason's chest. They can't get her to eat because of it and neither of her brothers could understand why. Why was she crying so much?

Tim's idea was to take them to the garden, Valerie loves it there, hopefully she'll stop crying there, and it helped. Valerie's cries turned to whimpers and she was able to eat her mushed food and milk. They had a picnic there, and played a game of identifying the colors of each flower and plant. But they can't stay in the garden forever, the afternoon sun was harsh and they should head inside. Besides, it's time for Valerie's bath.

~*~

Jason was the one who knows how to give babies a bath without accidentally dropping or slipping the girl, but as he gave her a bath Valerie kept crying. Valerie loved bath times, he's watched Vivian give his sister a bath so many times and only once did Valerie cry, the rest she enjoys it. She loves playing with water and the toys. 

“She's still crying?” Dick asked, getting worried as Jason left the bathroom with Valerie wrapped in a towel.

“Yeah, I'm getting worried, Dick,” Jason sighed.

“It's almost naptime, hopefully we can figure this out when she gets her nap.”

“Hope so, her stomach's getting filled with air with all the crying. I bet that's one of the things that's making her so upset too… okay, Val, time to get that air out of your belly.” After he got her into the Nightwing onesie that Dick prepared, he did it on purpose to mess with his brothers, Jason did the technique he learned on how to make babies fart. Luckily for him, this fart didn't have anything with it when it came out, and more luck Val fell asleep too. 

Placing her in her crib, Dick and Jason put on the baby monitor – both camera and walkie — and then went to the sitting room where Tim and Damian were exhausted from trying to get Valerie to stop crying. Both had the parenting books that Bruce and Vivian read and disregarded after none of those things worked.

“How did you get her to stop crying?” Tim asked.

“Nap time,” Dick slumped on the couch with Damian. “I blame the three of them, they won't leave Val alone for one minute.”

“I don't think that's the case,” Tim said. “Val's perfectly fine whenever Viv leaves her with us for the day or when we take her out of the house.”

“I'm with Dick,” Jason sighed. “Maybe we should try…” he toko the book from Damian and saw the page. “This one – we wear their clothes and hopefully she smells them on us through the clothes.”

“So, who's going to wear one of Vivian's dresses?” Tim asked.

Silence came to the sitting room.

“Does it look like it would fit?” Jason said.

“I guess Damian?” Tim smirked.

“Fine, but only for Valerie – and no pictures!” Damian said.

“Pair it with the heels too.”

“There's four of us — Todd and Grayson wearing father's clothes, you and me – Drake – are wearing Mom's dresses.”

Tim let out an exasperated groan. 

“Well, let's go raid our parents’ closet to find one that Valerie would like,” Dick grabbed the baby monitor and got up from the couch.

Vivian and Bruce's closet was bigger than their own. It was a walk-in closet with one side dedicated to Bruce and the other for Vivian. While Jason and Dick took one of his dress shirts, Tim and Damian were debating about the dresses that Vivian wears on a daily basis.

“How the hell does she wear these? I look like a box in it,” Tim asked as he went out wearing one of the shirt-dresses he's seen her wear for casual outings. 

“For someone smart, you're fucking stupid,” Jason muttered. “And you look like one of those children in Annie.”

“An orphan wearing… whatever expensive brand this is.”

“She bought that in the department store,” said Damian, coming out wearing Vivian's Gotham University jumper.

“What the — where did you get that?” Tim asked him.

“Drawer. Mom puts her home-wear there.”

“And you could have said that before I put this on?!”

Damian smirked. “And miss this opportunity?” He took a picture of Tim.

“Do not send that out!”

“Too late,” Dick chuckled when he saw the photo in their siblings-only-group chat. “Cass is sending a lot of emojis.”

“Hey, I think Val's awake,” Jason went to the bed where he tossed the baby monitor. “What the---��

“Why, what's wrong?” Tim asked.

“She sounds like she's talking to someone.”

“Probably just her making sounds. Let's go get her and try to get her back to sleep,” said Dick but he froze when he heard another voice, one that sent chills down their spine.

“Let's play…”

Valerie whimpered.

“You shouldn't be here…”

Silence.

Valerie started crying.

“SHE'S MINE!”

The four Robins bolted from their parents’ bedroom. Valerie's nursery was just near the master bedroom, and when they got in there, they first saw their sister standing on her crib, crying, then a woman wearing black by the window.

“Who the fuck are you?!” Jason was about to charge at him but the woman then raised her hands in surrender.

“I'm not here for her, Jason,” she said in a soft tone and an English accent. “Not to worry. It's not her time yet, she has a long life ahead of her.”

Dick's narrowed gaze on the woman turned to a surprise when he realized who it was. “You’re Death,” he said.

Death smiled at them and settled on the bed. “I came for someone else and it just so happens they're here with us now.” Her gaze went to the crib where Tim took his sister from leaving the two souls that stood beside her. “It's time,” she said to them.

The ghosts tried to ask for more time, an extension.

“She’ll be alright now,” Death explained. 

“Who are you talking to?” Damian questioned.

Death smiled sadly. “The souls that protected Valerie from those who haunt her. They came just in time too… but they can’t stay any longer, they’ve done their part and have finished their remaining business here.”

“And that is?” 

“To see and protect their grandchild and to see their son happy.”

Thomas and Martha Wayne.

Death turned to the two souls and held out her hands to them. “I’ll inform her other grandfather about this. He’ll make sure to protect her, but now we must got. You have roamed this world long enough, it’s time you see what comes after.”

The two souls turned to the girl who still had tears falling down her face. They both asked for a moment so they could say goodbye. It felt like a cool breeze on Valerie’s cheek, but one that was comforting, and then disappeared as they took Death’s hand and disappeared.

~*~

Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian built a fort in the sunroom of the manor with crosses, holy water (“Viv keeps some stacked in the cellar,” Tim told them when he came back with a jug of it), and salt. They weren't sure why salt was needed but Dick read that it also repels demons. And there was no way they were going to let a freaking demon take their sister. After contacting Vivian and Bruce about what happened, they waited there with Valerie happily playing with her Bat-plush, it was the first time that day she smiled and laughed, and Tim kept looking through the bible about the part he remembered hearing Vivian recite when she trapped him, Alfred, and Damian in Gotham University's chapel a exorcised a demon.

“Was it this one?” Tim asked Damian.

“I remember someone saying that it's the individual who asks for absolution, it's not given,” said Damian.

“They gotta make a manual on how to use this,” Tim sighed and read through. “How about this, it sounds like it expels demons.”

“Do you even have a license to exorcise a demon?” Jason asked.

“I don't think you get a license for that.”

Dick raised a brow and turned to them. “Yeah, I mean, only priests and those like Viv get to do it, right?”

Tim was confused. “Do you need a license to exorcise a demon?”

“I think the only thing you need is magic.”

“But not all priests have magic.”

Silence came to the four of them.

“We'll ask Viv when she gets here,” Tim closed the book and placed it on the table. “So, we're just going to hang out here and wait huh?”

“Yup, not going back in there,” Jason muttered. “And that's coming from someone who died.”

A portal appeared in the room and the couple who were just about to settle in their hotel were now back at home. 

“Dick, how is she?” Vivian ran to her daughter and saw. “Did Death explain what it was that was haunting her?”

“No, but Death already dealt with it too,” Dick said. “Well, I think she did. She mentioned that she'll talk to Dream about it too.”

From the corner of the room, a figure appeared dressed in black robes. Lord Morpheus has come. “I have dealt with it,” said Dream.

“What was it?” Vivian asked him. 

“Hell is in disarray at the moment,” Dream explained.

“Why? What has this got to do with anything?”

“Lucifer has abandoned their post as Hell’s caretaker.”

“What – he just got tired? Can the devil do that?”

Dream shifted in his place, his gaze turned to Valerie and saw her looking at him with big and curious eyes. “The Morningstar has handed me the keys of Hell, and I have yet to control the realm. With Hell in disarray, the underworld too is affected.”

“And the souls that are haunting Valerie?” Bruce asked.

“Valerie can see those beyond the Waking World, much like her mother,” Dream approached the child and from his sand he created a token. A little gargoyle, a live gargoyle that yawned and cooed at Valerie. “And with her magic, there are souls and those beyond who are taking advantage of the disarray and are trying to return to the realm of the living. Valerie has inherited her mother’s magic – she is homo  magi – and the souls can sense that she has the spark that could bring them to the world.

“The only reason that you never sensed it is because your magic alone scares them away, but they hide in the shadows, preying on Valerie’s magic and innocence for them to puppet. I shall take care of Hell and have Death return all the escaped souls back to the afterlife. With this,” He placed the living gargoyle on the table for Valerie. He smiled when Valerie reached out and patted the gargoyle’s head. “Will protect her for now, while she has yet to learn how to do so on her own.”

Valerie reached for the gargoyle and patted its again, the gargoyle made a sound and purred in Valerie’s palm. The girl giggled and turned to her Endless grandfather and reached out to him. Dream held her tiny hand.

“I shall return to Hell and find a new steward,” said Dream.

“I guess Lucifer likes to fuck with us, huh?” Vivian sighed. 

“It seems so. The Morningstar’s desire to defeat me – us – has resulted in handing the key to the domain of Hell. A much challenging task.”

“If there’s anything that I’m needed for, just tell me,” said Vivian.

Dream nodded, he gave one last look to Bruce and the boys and disappeared.

“So, what do gargoyles eat?” Dick asked. “I mean, we gotta know since you’re going back to your trip.”

“Nothing, it’s just there,” Vivian said. “We don’t have a meeting today, maybe we can stay here for a couple of hours,” she turned to Bruce.

“We can, just to make sure Valerie is alright,” said Bruce. “By the way, can either of you explain why you two are wearing my shirts, and why Tim and Damian are wearing Vivian’s dresses?”

Vivian turned to her two youngest sons and said. “Yes, please do.”

“Val won’t stop crying, we thought if we wore your clothes she’ll smell you on us and stop crying. Turns out she’s just being haunted by ghosts – we’ll put these back,” said Dick.

“Should we be worried about other things while we’re away?” Bruce raised a brow. 

“No, we got it,” said Jason. “We were doing well before the ghosts came.”

Vivian frowned and kissed her daughter again, “I’m so sorry that you got this from me, Val.”

“Don’t be,” Bruce said to Vivian. “It’s not a curse, it’s a gift, Vivian. One that would protect her, and you’ll be here to teach her about it. For now, the gargoyle will do.”

~*~

“You’re heading back?” Dick asked Bruce as he watched Bruce and Vivian place Valerie in her crib, asleep, with the gargoyle, before heading back to their trip. 

“We are. If anything happens, don’t hesitate to call us,” said Bruce.

“We will… by the way, I think you should know this.”

“What is it?”

“When Val was haunted by those ghosts, Death said that there were two ghosts that came and protected her, and the reason why she was here was to collect their souls for the afterlife… the souls that protected Val have been within the grounds and Crime Alley for decades, Bruce, and they only finished purpose here because they got to see their grandchild and their son be happy.”

Bruce’s eyes were wide in shock.

Dick smiled and placed a hand on Bruce’s shoulder. “They’re okay now, Bruce… and they’re proud of you – of your work, the family you built, and the man you became.”

A smile crept on Bruce’s face and seeing that his surrogate father was having a hard time to hide or show his emotions, Dick brought him to an embrace.

“They’re okay now, Bruce… and you’re doing okay.”

~ Later that night ~

“Jason, it’s your turn for patrol,” Dick entered the nursery.

“Shh!” Jason hissed at him and pointed at a sleeping Valerie. 

“Right, sorry…” 

Entering the nursery, Dick replaced Jason at the spot beside their sleeping sister who was hugging her pet gargoyle. A bright night light was placed below the bed to show to her that there were no monsters there.

Lying beside Valerie, Dick sighed and got out his phone to entertain himself. He had finished his patrol for the night and swapped with Jason to keep an eye on Valerie. Tim was in the cave to give them a hand in the computer, while Damian insisted on doing his regular hours for the night. 

When the cold breeze came, Dick turned to the corner of the room. Nothing. Or maybe it's because he can't really see ghosts or Any of those things that Vivian and Val can.

A whimper came from Valerie and the gargoyle sleeping beside her growled while in their sleep. Valerie hugged her gargoyle and Bat-plush.

He looked around the dark room. 

He made a call.

“Yeah, Dick?” Tim asked.

“Do you know where Alfred keeps the nightlights? I think we need more… you know, for Val.”

“Right… for Val,” Tim snorted.

“Is Nightwing afraid of the dark?” Red Hood teased.

“Am not!” Dick hissed in a whisper. “Just tell me where they are!”

“I'll go get them, just stay there with Val,” said Tim.

Minutes later, Tim came to the nursery with the nightlights and a flashlight and a cross.

“Not a word,” he gave Dick the nightlights. 

“Right. I won't tell everyone that Red Robin is walking around with a cross and holy water.”

Jason burst out laughing in their comms and Damian kept teasing Tim. 

“You heard what Dream said, Hell is out of control. I've seen the exorcist movies!  I'm not letting A demon possess my body!”

Silence came to the room and the comms but for the sound of Valerie talking in her sleep.

“Give me one of those,” Dick pointed at the Holy water.

“I'm gonna go to The church and restock,” said Jason.

“I'll get more crosses too,” said Damian. “And remind Mom that she needs to teach us how she does exorcisms.”

“Agreed,” they all said.

[nekohime19]

Mini Mac # 34 : Monkey King baby fear

Wukong is questioning his ability as a future father

Wukong was on his cloud, looking up at the endless blue in thought. Sometimes, his eyes would drift downward to check on the lil guy curled in his heart-pocket. Macaque was becoming more and more sleepy since he birthed the bud, he often curled around the precious folded flower and drifted off to the lands of dream. Wukong thought it was unbearably cute. His tail wail wagged on its own each time he looked at the lil guy and his bud.

The great sage was excited at the prospect of a kid. He loved the infants on Flower Fruit Mountain after all. But at the same time, another part of him was filled with anxiety. He never raised an infant, the mothers on Flower Fruit Mountain never exactly allowed him to be near the newborn babies, perhaps because they knew of his brash nature. Wukong knew vaguely what he needed for a newborn (milk, clothes, toys…) but still there were many things he didn't know. And that would be Macaque's kid. His crush's kid. It could as well be his own considering he wanted to court Macaque. Wukong didn't know if he would make a good father… He wasn't exactly the most responsible monkey around.

“You're okay, Wukong ?” The great sage was startled by the voice and turned towards the young monk with a sheepish smile.

“Yeah, yeah… Don't worry Master.” Awkwardly chuckled the golden-furred monkey.

“And how about Macaque? Is the baby okay?” Inquired Wujing, all eyes turned towards Wukong at his words.

“Just sleepy.” Shrugged the great sage.

“Can't blame him, being pregnant is exhausting.” Groaned Pigsy, he still had some cramps after their adventure with the child giving river.

“I still have so many questions about fairy pregnancy! Like does the type of flower matter? What does it mean? Can we consider the child to be entirely made with Macaque DNA?” Rumbled Sanzang, Wukong snorted at his enthusiasm.

“The baby will be so tiny, that's cute.” Perked up Ao Lie, still in his horse form.

Wukong was about to propose a well-deserved rest but they were interrupted by a large figure barging in from the nearby bushes. Wukong immediately crouched down and curled around his pocket, his protective nature flaring angrily. The great sage had always been very protective of Macaque, but since the birth of the bud, it was like he couldn't even control his instinct. Any deemed threat made him bristle in fury.

“Simian, I need your help.” Sun Wukong calmed down at the familiar voice, his eyes widened in surprise when he crossed eyes with the Demon Bull King.

The Bull crouched down before the pilgrims and explained his situation, his son was being consumed by his own power and he needed help to seal the power out of the baby’s body.

Wukong had a lot of mixed feelings about his ex-sworn brother. On one hand, he was happy the Bull found someone to love and began a family. On another hand, he felt bitter that his ex-sworn brother never thought of visiting him while he was suffering. But even with his feelings, he couldn't say no and ignore the Bull's plea, especially since it concerned an innocent child, his nephew.

Helping the Bull wasn't easy, getting the lotus prince, Nezha, to help was even less easy. Wukong put the sleeping Macaque in Sanzang's hands, not wanting him to be in the middle of the ritual.

Wukong had to admit, the fire was even more powerful than he thought, he slipped up at the end and had to watch Ao Lie take the burn of his action. The great sage promised himself to pamper Ao Lie horse form even more than usual after this.

In the end, everything was worth it. As he watched the Bull lean over his sleeping baby, Wukong felt his heart soften. Hesitantly, the great sage approached his ex-sworn brother.

“Hey.” Awkwardly greeted the golden-furred monkey.

“I thank you for that, simian.” Replied the Bull demon with a curt nod.

“... Yeah…” Wukong looked at the newborn baby in the Bull's hands and gulped. “Is it easy?”

“What is?”

“Raising a kid.” Clarified Wukong. Bull King regarded him for a moment, perhaps to see behind his mask of nonchalance.

“It's not, they can be little monsters at times, but it's worth it.”

Wukong felt his heart beat faster at the soft tone of his ex-sworn brother, he glanced in Sanzang direction, where the sleeping macaque resided. “Can I… come see you for some advice, sometimes?”

“... We had our differences… But you saved my son today, for that you can seek my advice on parenthood as you wish.” Wukong felt the weight pressing on his shoulders lessen.

Shortly after that, Macaque woke up. He found Wukong pensively looking at the horizon, unusually quiet. The black-furred monkey checked the flower bud inside of his front pocket and carefully moved towards Wukong.

“Hey, you okay?” Asked Macaque as he climbed on Wukong’s leg, the sage looked down at him with a soft smile.

“Yeah… I saw Bull King today.”

“Really? How did it go?”

“... Odd.” Sighed Wukong, to be honest he didn't know what to make of his interactions with the Bull King.

“Can I do something to lift your spirits.” Wukong chuckled at that, how sweet.

“No it's okay.” The black-furred monkey frowned, he then looked down at the bud and asked :

“You wanna touch the bud?”

Wukong's heart quickened, he looked down and gulped. Then, the great sage tentatively reached for the lil flower, grazing it with the tip of his fingers. It was warm and soft.

Wukong had to bite his lips to stop himself from crying.

+ cut scenes

Bull King *after coming home with Red Son* : wait...does that means Sun Wukong will have a child!? 😯

 

Macaque *seeing Wukong on the verge of crying* : Oh my Gods are you okay? Why are you crying? 😥

Wukong *lying* : I'm not crying I just have dirt in my eyes 😭

 

Fun fact : when the pilgrims saw Wukong with swollen eyes they all decided to have peaches for dessert tonight.

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[ryuichirou]

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Replies replies! Some shirt ones + one pretty old ask about tops and bottoms.

Anonymous asked:

Floyd/Idia comic?! Noooo, i would love to see that! What a shame DD:

I'm hoping you'll get your Twitter/X Account back. 🙏🏻

Yeah, it really sucks :( There is so much stuff we want to post in general, I hope we’ll be able to do it soon.

Thank you for your support, Anon! Maybe the fact that I keep refusing to call it X is the real issue here lol

Anonymous asked:

get this, idia as public breeding property in a cow bikini (could be female or male idia)

Ah yes. His true and final form… Both versions, please. A boy and a girl. 😔

How many people are going to comment on him not having much milk when they see him like that and why is it everyone… It’s okay, this cow is for other purposes.

Anonymous asked:

raincheck, Ortho and Octavinelle gangbang Idia together because we both love and want to make Idia suffer in this household

Why not add Lilia and Sebek to this mix as well? I’m not driving. 😎

Just kidding; honestly, you’re very right, there is something absolutely special about the Octa+Igni combination, I really really want this entire group to have more interactions… and for Ortho and the Octa-trio to gangbang Idia together!

Idia should’ve known that these fuckers are bad influence on Ortho, but jokes on him: this whole thing is Ortho’s idea lol

Anonymous asked:

Heyy Ryuichi, do you know there's different types of tops/bottoms? like service tops, stone tops, pleasure bottoms, gentle tops, pillow princess/prince, and so on... Which category do you think does the twist cast fall into?

Bc i was thinking, and i think Service Top fits Jade/Rook the most.

Sorry for the late reply, Anon! I am aware that there are different types, but I didn’t really know the names for them.

I think we have a bias when it comes to these things, so a lot of the characters that we see as tops would be classified as stone tops/aggressive tops masquerading as service tops whenever it fits them LOL But there is still nuance and difference to them, even though technically it’s the same category!

For example, both Jade and Rook could absolutely aim to present themselves as service tops, but they’re actually more selfish than that; Rook is closer to being a genuine service top (his demeanor helps this image too), but he still has his own desires that he ultimately ends up prioritising. And Jade, well, Jade loves being the best at any type of customer service activity that he does, but there is always a catch with him…

I would call Sebek (with Malleus) and Trey service tops, but to be completely fair, these two aren’t 100% genuine service tops either…

And if by “stone tops” we generally mean touch-me-nots, those who prefer to do everything and want total control over the situation, I think Azul and Lilia are the biggest ones at that.

When it comes to bottoms, hmmm…

Bossy bottoms and power-bottoms are two different categories, but we don’t have a lot of them either way; I would say that Vil and Malleus are the biggest examples of that. Whenever they don’t feel like being pillow-princesses, of course. Riddle, however, despite being super bossy all the time, is very timid when it comes to sex, and he is one of the biggest pillow-princesses out there. Idia is one too, and also Leona (he lazy).

Malleus is also one of the brattiest ones, but the second brattiest is Epel, and also sometimes Idia… but Idia just talks too much and doesn’t know when to shut up :(

When it comes to service bottoms, Silver is the absolute king of that. He is very obedient and I guess sexually submissive overall.

Anyways, these are my thoughts! I haven’t named every single character this time, but it’s because the rest didn’t give me strong enough vibe to label them as anything… I was thinking about Jamil a lot, but I guess Jamil’s just out there trying to survive, that poor guy lol

[greenerteacups]

I mean... I kinda do blame Hagrid a bit? Like I love him but.... there's no way his classes would be approved for the children's health and safety. Not that Hogwarts itself would be in general, but Hagrid's COMC classes were definitely questionable, even for wizarding standards... so yeah, as much as Buckbeak didn't deserve to die, Hagrid also shouldn't have introduced such a dangerous animal to a group of third years without proper safety measures in place. My father, too, would be hearing about it if I was in that class! 😆

Yeah, I feel you, but there's also genre to contend with. The level of appropriate/acceptable danger in the wizarding world is already noticeably higher than it is in ours, so I debate whether or not to apply my own expectations for child safety and welfare to a class that's essentially about studying dangerous magical creatures. Like, students at Hogwarts suffer worse injuries than Draco's all the time — the mandrake scream could stun kids for hours, Lockhart's detentions involved a ton of pixie bites, flying lessons in general, QUIDDITCH, dueling club, blast-ended skrewts, Moody practicing Unforgivables on children (also potentially a breach of the rules but we never see consequences for it), et cetera, et cetera. At a certain point, we have to say that while all of this would be wildly inappropriate for a real children's school, the magical world is just built diff. We can't say that Hagrid is uniquely irresponsible without also indicting most of the other teachers for at one point or another doing something that could put students in harm's way. Which is part of what makes Malfoy's targeting of Hagrid so mean-spirited.

There's also the fact that Hagrid explicitly laid out a safety protocol for how to approach the hippogriffs, which Draco knowingly and willfully broke. The hippogriffs didn't respond well to Neville, either, but Neville backed off when he was told to, so he didn't get injured. Meanwhile, Draco ignores Hagrid's advice and tries to touch a wild and dangerous animal when he's been told not to. It's like a teacher at the petting zoo saying "don't put your hand in the goats enclosure" and then a kid shoving his hand in anyway, and then being surprisedpikachu.jpg when he gets bitten. So while I agree it's Hagrid's job not to let his students get hurt, I think the problem is more that Hagrid (having not worked as an educator) doesn't realize how dumb and/or stubborn children can be, and how "don't touch this thing, it will hurt you badly if you do" scans to some kids as "touchy touchy!"

But like, that's an argument for why Hagrid isn't qualified for the job in general. He's giving these kids creatures well above grade-level because he can handle them, and he has no idea how to rate a thirteen-year-old's abilities against his own (he didn't finish Hogwarts himself). So there's a problem of his inability to judge what would be an appropriate level of danger to expose a thirteen-year-old to, knowing, as teachers must know, that there's a chance kids won't follow the protocols you set down and may end up hurting themselves in the attempt. Which is a fair criticism to make of a first-term teacher who isn't paying a lot of attention to standardized curricula. And like, we know that Lucius Malfoy isn't doing this out of concern for the wellbeing of the student population of Hogwarts, or even out of concern for the wellbeing of his son, who the text suggests is milking his injury for clout well after it heals; he's doing this as a vengeful, petty power play to get his son's least favorite teacher kicked out of school, and Draco is doing it because he was embarrassed in front of his peers. So while Hagrid probably bears some of the blame for Malfoy's injury, his punishment for the whole thing reeks of fish.

[foster-the-moths]

Led Astray Six being the cryptic dude in Mandela

Blog of a regular 28-year-old bakery worker

Tuesdays are my favorite day of the week because in every single one a weird costumer comes in to the bakery I work on . Maybe they're someone who's already visited before , maybe they're an entirely new face . But just know , on Tuesdays weird people are guaranteed .

11:00 A.M , super tall dude comes in . Like , I'm not even joking , he had to bend over because he was taller than the fucking six feet tall door . Very polite dude , he had a list like the people at Subway and I thought it was one with the sweets he wanted to buy , but then he hands it over to me , and the list is full of allergies . I counted , 17 allergies in total , from sunflower seeds to fucking milk . And since he was alone I automatically assumed it were his allergies , and I gave the most concerned look I'm capable of , because how is this dude still alive???

He noticed and he started laughing a bit . Then he explains he himself doesn't have any allergies , that list is what his sons suffer from . And me being the nosy-parker that I am , ask if he has a photo of them because now I'm interested . He pulls out his wallet and inside are two rows with at least 10 photos each . This guy's kids aren't even kids , they're grown ass adults already . I ask him if it's the birthday of one of them , and he just replies "nope , it's just a gift for Children's Day"

Long story short , we didn't have a cake without milk , but we did have donuts , and because the dude was the nicest strange costumer in like 3 weeks , I gave him two extra donuts on the house . The guy was very thankful but now I need answers .

-From the blog of a regular bakery worker

OHHH I LOVE THIS!! he is very much the local Weird Guy that nobody knows anything about. this is very much accurate to how he acts, he's just usually a bit more ominous lol. depending on who he's talking to he can be like this or just. the world's most unsettling npc. also yeah his wallet is jam-packed with photos, and he DEFINITELY remembers national minor holidays that nobody has ever heard of. he's awful but also very silly and whimsical :)

[steele-soulmate]

Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 594, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby, child intoxication, death of a minor character, injured baby, kidnapped child

WORDS: 1050

“There are the Ratajczyk babies now!”

Peter and I were both watching grainy security footage as police officers crawled all over the Chuck E Cheeses location. We watched as Governor Paul Thomas Grantsville came into frame, picking up Baby Noah before turning to walk off. Little girl latched onto his leg and wouldn’t let go until he reached down to pull her off, rewarding him with a strong bite on his hand. Baby Tommy zipped of, probably to go find his daddy as the governor shook his hand, gritting his teeth as he finally threw off the child, hurling her into a wall. He then turned on his heel and disappeared around the corner. Little girl picked herself up, clearly dazed as she wobbled about on her two feet before promptly breaking down into messy tears.

“That’s my girl!” Peter chuckled, fond pride on his face.

“Peter,” I grounded him with a stern voice before turning to the chuckling police officer in the room. “What happens now?”

“We’re looking for the governor’s properties and we will dispatch officers to go pay him a visit.”

“Oh,” I whimpered out from my place on Peter’s lap, tucking my face into his manly chest. “My love, do you think we can try for a restraining order?”

“If I may interject myself here, any judge would be a fool to turn away your request for legal protection.”

“Thanks,” Peter grunted, pressing a whiskery kiss to my temple before standing and exiting the cramped back room with me cradled lovingly in his muscular arms. “I’m taking you and the kids home now- it’s best to allow the professionals to work now.”

The only thing that left my lips was a choked cry before tears began to freely flow down my face as I pressed myself in deeper into his chest.

After we all had been tucked away in the car, I thought to call James- he and his husband had both been whisked away to Mercy Memorial in an ambulance, Ryley having been called and on standby to tend to her uncle’s goddaughter.

“Yeah, she suffered a concussion, and she’s been ordered to take it easy for the next six weeks,” James told me, his voice a mixture of worry and pride. “A police officer swabbed her month- she bit the sonofabitch so hard that she drew blood. The DNA evidence will be used to help identify the perpetrator.”

“We’re bringing little girl’s presents with us to our house,” I told him as Peter began to approach the car with his arms full of presents. Little Christopher trotted off at his side, helping with packing the gifts into the back of the Doom Buggy 3.0. “You or Aaron can come by and grab them whenever is best.”

“Thank you, Mary Claire.” I could only picture him slumping in a chair in an exam room with Ryley working her doctor witchcraft on little girl. “What would I ever do without you?”

“You’d be single and childless,” I told him bluntly, barking out a laugh at the look I felt him shooting me. “Well, you did ask me!”

“Mommy, is liddle gurl okay?” Baby Tommy meeped out, chewing on his little baby fist.

“Little girl’s head suffered a booboo,” I told him as Peter climbed into the driver’s seat and strapped on his seatbelt. “Hihi my love.”

“Hihi sweetheart,” he greeted me in a gentle rumble. “Are you on the phone with Aaron?”

“I’m actually on the phone with James,” I gently corrected him.

“Daddy, liddle girl got a booboo on her head!” Baby Tommy spilled the tea as Peter pulled out from his parking spot, being careful not to run over any of the kids.

“A booboo?” Peter gasped, coming to a halt at a red light. “Poor little girl.”

“She’ll be alright, my love,” I told him, retucking my cell phone back into my bra and reaching across to settle my hand onto his tense knee. “Kids always bounce back- they’re resilient that way.”

“I know they are sweetheart,” he chuckled, taking off when the light turned from red to green. “Bitty when she suffered that knot on the side of her head, Katie after CPS stepped in and took her away from her parents, little girl after that despicable excuse of a human being broke in and threatened to harm her, little girl after that racoon attacked her, little girl after she was born on the toilet…”

“Alright my love, I get it, I get it!” I told him, wrinkling my nose up at him as he turned onto the freeway to take his family home once more.

My babies are so strong and loving, I thought as I glanced behind me, seeing Baby Tommy sandwiched between Baby Mattie and Baby Teddy and Elizabeth and Elle, Baby Jojo and Katie and Jing in the very back. Please don’t grow up so quickly. Can you please remain as mommy’s sweet babies for just a little bit longer?

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[hesitationss]

gundam: the witch from mercury cour 2 ep 2/ep 14, spoilers ahead!

okay okay i did make a post freaking out about this episode, but i'm a bit normal again. if you haven't watched the prequel episode, i highly recommend doing that! my personal watch order was watching gwitch ep 1 season 1 and then doing the prequel, it made for a really cool experience and gave me much to think about and OH BOY ep 2 has me THINKING HARD.

we get more of prospera's evil schemes... is it evil? she wants to end all war... by the end of the ep... YEAH it's fucking evil lol.

i am so glad that the earth students aren't just being tossed aside for the main plot, they are being included as a part of the stakes. nika's involvement with shaddiq's plans and them all having personalities, it's so nice to see! martin is becoming more and more upset with nika and nika we are seeing both a bit of nika's backstory as well as her personal wants and dreams beyond the mask that she has put up for everyone. her story about her being in extreme poverty and working on machines and being really happy about being able to go to school, if viewers haven't picked up on war is bad themes yet... this episode for sure solidifies so much. even still, she wanted to bare the burden of everything after realizing how bad everything was turning out to be. even still, she didn't want her fellow earthians getting involved and wants them and suletta to have a normal school life... but nika is just a kid too 😭🥺

also lol...elan is so annoying oh my god.. i know he is like desperate to live, but damn lol 😭

also just a side note but lilique is so cute!! she's very sweet and was just trying to share goat milk with space ppl, they did not have to be so disgusted with it!! also one thing i appreciate is that there are characters with a variety of bodies. lilique is a plus size teenage girl and she even had normal teen boy troubles in season 1 when things were more normal... <3

okay onto the rumble ring: um another side note but lauda having a moment with petra while that other girl is like HUH...dat cold hearted boy is capable of having feelings?

anyway,.. the emotional beats of the rumble ring happening with like all of the pilots personal goals and thoughts coming together on a "mock" battle field while belmeria confront prospera is so chef's kiss. like ugh so much is happening and then chuchu in her usual anger at the elite/spacians is about to blast them in her machine, but it thwarted by flashbacks from the plant quetta incident... i really think that plant quetta is such a major turning point for all of the earthians. they have had to suffer the most already, and now they realities of war are starting to sink in. i'm also just assuming that chuchu's rage is mostly from experiencing the prejudice and aftermath of war as well as wealth inequality and being raised by her 9 dads who are amputees or disabled in other ways from warfare, but she herself has never experienced it first hand until plant quetta. all these earth kids are being haunted by the consequences of imperial and capitalist violence and they are the ones who must endure the most. it's such a noteworthy moment for me in this episode, especially after sophie and norea make their appearance and nearly kill lauda. chu, even after everything knows the reality of war violence and moves to protect them because she doesn't want to see anymore people die.

but chu isn't the only one in the aftermath of war, that's all of the earthians, including sophie and norea... when sophie gives her mini monologue about the things she wants, the things she will kill for "meals big enough to fill my stomach, a fluffy bed to sleep on, warm showers, [...] and also.. a family who will always love me" despite the killing, you can't help but feel for them too, they also took on the "GUNDAM curse" to pilot killing machines to hopefully change their lives. and they fully believe in what they're doing because they have no other choice. the fate of the witches from earth is tragic because children fighting wars in machines that kill them is tragic.

new elan clone doesn't want to die, so he is also fighting for his life, nika has been kidnapped, suletta is starting to realize the weight of taking a life. sophie and norea... i shan't go on... there is so much happening and at the centre of it all is prospera and truth about eri samaya... "creating a world where eri will be happy" AAAHHHHHH

any way i'm going to become a villain now 🚬🐀😭 we're really in it for real now... earth students PLS survive!!

[calypso-finale]

Hundred Thirty Four.

Shaking Kylian bottle as I made my way back into the living room, it has taken a while for this baby of mine to get used to the time difference. I think he has suffered a lot really with it, but he is settled now, this has to be the easiest child for me “Damson pisses me off” Tianna came out of nowhere “random but why?” I am confused “because I fucking told him I want Nova here; we have been in London for so long. He said yes when my family go home, I want my daughter I don’t care about his damn family” letting out an oh “but why didn’t you bring her? This is what? Going on two week now, he needs to give it up and bring her now at this point, I get why you are mad but relax. He is just too excited to be a dad” Ti smiled “you right, I just miss her. I want her home that is all” she groaned out walking off, looking at Aziel, this boy hates being a big brother. Everything Kylian does he gets mad at but he does it, I think he adores him but hates him at the same time “Kylian stop it” he moved his gaming controller away from him “it’s not yours, you can’t snatch” my son has the purest British accent, like Oakley isn’t even pure British accent, it’s more gang but this boy has proper English book shit, I am like thinking he is going to be a posh boy “mom, he keep hitting it when I try and play” I laughed “yes and I am here now, I needed to make his milk that is all. Thank you for letting him sit with you” Aziel just stared at me “also it’s early, why are you playing that? You know I don’t like you playing game all day, this last one and turn it off” he huffed out moving his arm from around Kylian, in a weird way he will protect him but also can’t deal with him, and his brother finds him funny. As soon as Aziel shuffled away from him, he keeled over to the side and his head rested on Aziel arm “move him mom, please” I laughed “come here, I think your brother has had enough of you” picking him up “thank you” he huffed out “what happened to being the best big brother nephew!” Tianna sat next to Aziel “sometimes, but he is annoying” rolling my eyes “but Kylian loves you” sitting down on the couch across them.

Rubbing Kylian back, he is half asleep and now he can go down for a nap “I was saying to Damson, I think we need to have another. I don’t want the kids to have a big gap. Maybe when Nova is three I will” raising an eyebrow “don’t you want to enjoy Nova? A bit of peace” I am confused on why she would want that “I think it’s more so to get it out of the way too” I guess she is right “so another one?” I asked “just one more, that is it. I am content with a girl; you’re surrounded by boys, and I feel for you and also my god. Least I won’t get the reaction Aziel gave you” I snorted laughing “he was mad with me for a few days wasn’t he. When he came in with flowers and then he told me he didn’t want it. Yeah maybe keep it till she is three. Tell Damson to hurry up and bring her” I miss Nova, she is the sweetest “I know right but I think you should try for a girl” I laughed “I think so too, I said it to Oakley. Like I want a girl. I don’t know what is in his gene pool, but they have the best fucking hair, like my both sons have bundles, he has perfect hair. That gene hits anyways, but yeah I mean why not. I think one more and if it’s a girl then I will stop. I do want one more, that is it” Ti sighed out “Imagine you have just all boys, and that is it?” I cringed “then it is what it is, but Oakley has his mini me and I have mine” I laughed “you know what Kylian has that perfect baby look though, like you know they love those types of babies for advertisements” I chuckled “yeah, I was reluctant in having him on the billboards for Mamas and Papas in the UK. It’s cute” Tianna cackled “I can’t wait for them to go up, mom and dad would have seen him then” nodding my head “exactly, but it’s exciting. You want me to make you breakfast or?” I asked Oakley as he breezed by “I will have cereal” Aziel jumped off the couch to run after his dad “yeah I need a daughter” I laughed, boys are just all their dad, it’s rather lonely.

We are seeing my parents today, well my family which I am nervous about but to know Momo lives with them, she will have some things to say but she is very old now so I will have to accept it. She is fragile so Tianna said but I will have to just accept it. She cannot say anything about my kids when Rajad has some white ass kids his damn self, my uncle kids look fully white without an ounce of melanin, I don’t want to hear it but if she does I will keep quiet and take it “nervous?” Oakley asked me, I was going to ask him “erm, I am excited. A little nervous, what about you?” I mean he is coming with me “I am calm, I said it to Aziel, and he goes ok, that was it, but I am calm about it. I am there for you, I am not there for anything” he is doing it for me “I know you are Oakley, but we can only see how it goes really, I don’t think they will start anything. Maybe Momo but I think other than that no, but I wanted to ask. Has Juke done what I asked of him?” Oakley is confused “and what was that again?” rubbing his chin “oh the bedroom, oh yeah. He said he would do it, yeah I will ask him. He goes oh I can set that up for you while you both go, I don’t know if he can do anything, but I will, I guess Sky got him straight though. She will push him on it, crazy what a woman can do” I smiled “well yeah, I mean a man in love. They have to be in love” I pointed “yeah that, I am shocked they not blaming me for this” I have to laugh because they are “I corrected them” walking off “oh good, Aziel said to me earlier that dad, I am very proud of you. And I said huh, that is random, and he said I am dad, so random too. You think Aziel reaction will be positive with seeing them? He was very upset about not seeing them at the start” I shrugged “we will see” I am sure Aziel will be ok.

Looking behind me to check Tianna is coming out, Oakley is putting the car seat in, he can deal with that. He has been so quiet “you good?” Placing my hand on his shoulder “uhm yeah why” he moved back from the car seat “just asking, you seemed a little quiet really. Is it because we are going there?” He laughed “nah, nah. Not really, just you know me. My social battery dies after a while, but I’m good. It’s nothing big, I said to you that should I go or if you want me there” he closed the car door “who wants who there?” Ti said, “I just asked like if Lee wanted me to go, just she saying I am quiet, but I am tired; like just doing shit here. Like she knows I been out working” I know he does get like that “oh you come, at the end of the day you’re her husband now. It’s needed for you to be there. Just get on with it, I think maybe my sister is apprehensive with how this will all go, but I am there. Without my child, I am so sick that I don’t have her but we are all good now come on” my sister being positive “we are good, I just think Lee is worrying” his ass is blaming me of course, rolling my eyes “sure Oakley” walking around the car, I just don’t know how this will all pan out, in my heart I think it will be ok but I can’t be sure with things, I just don’t want to have an argument at all.

Being back at my parents home is a little scary to see, I don’t know really a lot has happened in this home, but I come here different now, I come here as someone wife so it’s different but the memories I have here is something. I am shocked they haven’t moved again ever; they have remained here since. The amount of times I have stormed out of the home because I didn’t like what my mother said or didn’t like what happened but it’s all well “let’s do it then” Oakley said, getting out of the car. We can all be positive, I am going there being positive, they can see the kids and I guess speak on things. Opening the door “I don’t want to be here” Aziel said, “why not?” I questioned “I want to go home” he mumbled “but we are here to see nana and papa, you know this. I told you that. Why don’t you want to be here? They are excited to see you” he shook his head “I want to go and see Beau and Jordan, I don’t want to see them” I huffed “well we are here, didn’t we speak on this? I told you that adult things happen and that this was never anything to do with you, this wasn’t your fault. It was me; it was my fault and I said one day we will heal. One day you may understand but right now you don’t. My mom and dad don’t hate you; they don’t even hate me. Life happened ok, it’s not your fault now get out of the car, come. They want to see you” he doesn’t want to really actually go in, he thinks that they didn’t want to see him. He Dragged himself out of the car “thank you” closing the door making my way around the car, Tianna smiled at me “weird being back right” I cringed “yes I am getting flashbacks when dad trashed your room” that was eventful to say the least that time, taking the car seat from Oakley ��dad I want to go home” let him deal with Aziel, my mom came out of the house “you came” she said, nodding my head “wow, Rylee is here” Junior said “and you both have braces on, my god. Look at you both” Junior came over to me, he hugged me straight away “you left us!” he spat “I know” I mumbled “oh my god, Aziel” my mom said getting emotional “look at him, hello” she made her way over to him “give him a moment mom, he is a little sad about it” I said before she went to him.

Sitting down on the couch, Momo is very old. Like she is out of the door old, I am shocked she is even here in this house “who’s that child?” she is the same, her mouth that is. Aziel ran out of the room “what you doing?” Oakley asked but he pushed and pushed Oakley to leave out “Aziel” I shouted at him “I will take him outside for a moment” Oakley said, nodding my head “the trouble of the family is here Robbie” Momo said to my mom “she is here mom, I told you. Look at her” my mom pointed “yes trouble” I laughed “how? You just don’t like people being happy” rolling my eyes “can I see him?” Raihan pointed “yeah sure, he is asleep though” lifting the blanket up “he looks like Oakley” my brother said “white” I laughed “yes, he looks like Reishi too!” smiling at him “wake him up” shaking my head “I prefer he was asleep thanks” my mom came over “Raihan is right, he looks like Reishi. And he has his dad in him, his hair is so straight” my mom sat next to me “I am getting choked up here, my youngest grandchild. Why Rylee?” my mother asked me “mom you know why, I can’t explain what you already know, when would it ever stop where you don’t play games. I needed to break it off, you know this already. I wouldn’t have cut you off for nothing. If I did something so bad you think Ti would be around? She would say I am wrong” my mom looked away from me and got up, placing the blanket over the seat as my dad walked in “you came” he said “I did” this is about to be messy or just the best thing that happened to us.

[spider-mar2004]

🍼🌙First Parenting Night🌙🍼

Warnings: N/A, but some breastfeeding (Not detailed)

After that exactly 31th October day, it was a chaotic day for the both new spider parents. All things were a bit complicated.

The birth of a little one wasn't easy for the mother in that moment, but fortunately he was born alive, and that's the most important thing.

But god, the one who suffered worst was Kaine even he wasn't the one giving birth, but mentally? Nah, all the stress and anxiety was a pain indeed, but, as he saw his first and little miracle, he felt a moment where all problems were gone.

Seeing those small eyes shut, reddish skin and very dark brown wet hair, wrapped in a warm blanket like a little burrito. It was very adorable see two giants with a fragile tiny one.

When all returned to home, all seemed peaceful, a moment where all problems, all bad situations were disappeared from the existance. But, not all is pink color as other thinks. Having a tiny child became a giant responsability for both and takes a ton of time, but well, they made the child, their responsability.

Currently it was late midnight, around 3 AM, all the lights off, only the dark sky, the both big parents were asleep, Kaine was doing the little spoon as always, it became his favorite sleep pose after he started his romance with Marlette. They tried to finally sleep, because geez that kid didn't give peace.

Since they had recently a home, it was pretty small, a kitchen, a living room, a bathroom and a bedroom, pretty simple.

The newborn's cradle was next the bed of the parents, it was small but at least enough for sleep comfortable. The baby named Oliver was breathing during his sleep, until then he felt his little tummy growl, the weird sensation made frown his face into of annoyance, his both little legs kicked as slowly started to grunt, his arms moving and then started to cry.

That sudden sound made first Kaine quickly open his brown eyes, then he snorted while Marlette groaned tired and kept her eyes closed.

"Go check him..."

She mumbled, wanting to sleep back again, very weird for a nocturnal lady but, she had her reasons to be at that state. The clone slowly stood up, he was being shirtless with just a pair of red shorts, so he went to the cradle and gently picked the miracle up, slowly rocking.

"Shh shh shh, okay that's it, papa it's here."

But Oliver kept crying, opening his teethless mouth and his legs began to do kicks. As the father tried to calm down, he found out that actually was hungry. Usually the mother had to feed every more than two hours due being born with a tiny bit underweight, so it made sort of sense.

"Ahh... You hungry, A'ight little one, let's get the milky cow."

He slightly smirked as he joked, Marlette as she heard that joke her eyes opened and side eyed at Kaine with a grumpy face.

"At least i am not fat anymore, hmph."

She slowly sat up and then she would gently hold her baby as Kaine softly gave her him. She slowly rocked Oliver and would unite him on her chest, feeling the warmth and that scent he loved, which it calmed down only the half, somehow Kaine was a lil jealous because well, secretly the mother one was him maybe.

Oliver began to whine, looking for his favorite meal. Marlette already understanding the gestures, she would start to breastfeed him.

As he latched, he would now calm down his sounds, turning them into a silence as he began to drink his mother's warm milk. Kaine watched the scene between son and mother, he sighed and then slowly sat down beside her.

"So... Do you think he might have your height?"

"Our genes can be sometimes random, but i swear he is going to be strong and... Maybe have a same face of you, yeah."

She yawned and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"This little one can be so clingy with you, i guess he is going to have my personality or whatever..."

"He already does Kaine, he is going to be a big angry coconut, just like you."

She kissed his cheek, with a low sigh, poor mother. She was so tired after bring the kid to the world, so she closed her eyes.

Before support then her head back to the bed's header, Kaine would put a pillow so she could be more comfortable. Marlette would now drift to sleep, breathing quietly, not bothered feeding Oliver who kept drinking. The father looked at them both, a warm sensation came to his head and chest, then slowly and gently would kiss Marlette's lips carefully, and then gently caress Oliver's cheek with his thumb.

"Thanks..."

He whispered, then he looked away at the window, staring at that sky, seeing two stars in a short distance, with suddenly a smaller one appeared between them.

The new start would come now.

[changingplumbob]

Foster Household: Chapter 6, Part 4

We spend some time with the adults during the week, Keira comes to visit, I attempt Football Team Day, and Reece and Samir spend some more time together.

Carson is still learning but has developed an angry mood from trying to ride. Kayleigh is trying her hand at a mathematical diagram. After practice Reece invites Lilith over to practice more as I don't mind if their relationship suffers from bad throws/catches.

Time to follow Harvey for his workday. While he tends the garden and cleans up before getting started, Kayleigh invites Keira over for a catch up. Keira is absolutely a mama's girl. Although being a geek as well she does eventually drift to the computer.

Harvey sets off for his shift as a fisherman. He takes his boat out to deeper water and uses leftover produce as bait. He caught three different types of fish today, one being a large Swordfish, but he didn't discover any new fish. He also caught the customary seaweed.

Kayleigh: So that's all my news, what about you

Keira: I managed to pass all my papers thanks to the watcher

Kayleigh: Give yourself some credit as well honey

Keira: You know Alexander's engaged?

Kayleigh: Yes, Bella called me with the news

Keira: I am happy for him truly, it's just...

Kayleigh: You thought you'd be the first of your friends to get married?

Keira: Yes. Not Morgan, I've moved on, but even as a kid I always knew I wanted to find my soulmate and get married

Kayleigh: You will, give yourself time

Keira: Alexander wants Joey and I to move into the mansion with him

Kayleigh: Really?

Keira: I love our small oddly shaped flat. But I don't want to deal with new roomates, so should I go?

Kayleigh: You need to make that decision for yourself honey

Reece returns home mortified so he goes for a jog to clear his mind. Harvey helps Carson with his bike riding. It's like a switch flicks and suddenly Carson speeds off, knowing what he's doing. I thought there was a cute animation for teaching but not for me it seems.

Football team day here we come. James is here as the competition judge, and the stall is manned, but apart from Reece and his parents no one else shows up... 2 students hang around inside the school but clearly don't want to embrace the cold.

In the end I invited Samir and tried to do some football practice, that's when things got really weird. Before they could finish 2 throws they were interrupted by "listen to judge" but no results. I tried again and the same thing happened with a pop up about milk?

Kayleigh: Good luck on the exams today

Harvey: Did you find any time to study

Reece: Some

Carson: Happy failing

Reece: Shut up dork

Harvey: Boys, lose the attitudes

Reece: Sorry dad

Carson: Sorry you exist Reece

Kayleigh: Do you want a time out? Don't push your luck

For the first time Reece is not alone in the exercise area this morning. I have a mini outfit crisis as getting the football uniform yesterday replaced his cold weather outfit, he almost freezes, thank goodness for old screenshots. Not all students make it to the morning exam.

Deanna: What is the point of exams anyway

Reece: I enjoy them, working under pressure is a rush

Deanna: You're an oddball

Reece: Hey wait, you're 16

Deanna: Yeah, and?

Reece: Shouldn't you have had a makeover?

Deanna: Joey said the watcher was too busy setting me up with Paris

Reece: Guess you can't complain about that

Deanna: If the price of having my girlfriend is a few extra days with braces, so be it Eventually Reece and Deanna manage to grab a seat. I tried to seat them earlier but their seats kept getting stolen by randoms.

Exams went well, Reece aced both! He wants to go with his friends to have a snowball fight but now that he's on the football team Friday afternoons are filled. He does manage to strike up the nerve to invite Samir to visit his house once practice is over though.

Samir: Wait, it's warm?

Reece: It never really gets too cold here

Samir: Nice

Reece: Want to see inside

Samir: Do we eat with your family

Reece: Not if you don't like strangers, I have no intention of torturing you

Samir: I'll try

Reece: Well, you survived strangers, well done

Samir: I guess I wasn't really thinking about them during dinner

Reece: No? What were you thinking about?

Samir: That would be telling

Reece: Come on, we're teammates, shouldn't we be sharing, for football purposes

Samir: Maybe you're in to sharing blondie but I tend to keep things close to my chest

Reece: And what a great chest it is

Samir: You think?

Reece: I just mean, you're so fit, how do you do it?

Samir: Years of training plus a good gene pool

Reece: I'm more of a wellness guy

Samir: Meaning what

Reece: I try work on my muscles but I'd rather be doing yoga

Samir: Yoga is good, makes you flexible

Reece: *giggles*

Samir: What did I say?

Reece: Nothing, my mind just went… someplace

Samir: Someplace alone?

Reece: Now THAT would be telling

Samir: Changed your outlook on sharing blondie?

Reece: Not at all, if you want to share your chest I'm all for it

Samir: That's not how biology works

Reece: Maybe not conventional biology but I'm not exactly conventional

Samir: You are not. It's getting late I should go

Reece: Wait. I just, can I?

*Stands up*

Samir: Can you what?

Reece: You're really going to make me say it

Samir: Maybe I like seeing you squirm blondie

Reece: There is something I'd like to share with you

Samir: Is there now

Reece: Your lips

Having run out of patience Reece gathers his confidence and closes the distance.

Samir seems shocked at first. But then he pulls Reece in deeper and Reece can feel him relax. After what seems much to short a time he breaks away. Reece notices Samir looks sad and worries he's screwed things up.

Recce: Was that okay? I mean, I enjoyed it, did you?

Samir: Blondie, I-

Reece: Tell me

Samir: I'm sorry. I have to go

Reece: In the middle of this storm?

Samir: Yeah. I forgot, I have a thing I need to do

Reece: Oh. Okay. See you later

Samir: Mm hmm

Reece watches him go feeling more than a little pent up and very confused. He can't figure out what just happened. Why would Samir leave?

Reece: And then he just ran off into the rain

Deanna: You're sure he was in to you?

Reece: He was absolutely flirting I tell you. Plus he kissed me back

Deanna: But that's good isn't it?

Reece: Not if he disappears right after for some imaginary thing

Deanna: Maybe there was a thing

Reece: *scoffs*

Reece: *silence*

Deanna: Yeah there was totally no thing

Reece: What do I do

Deanna: We should talk to my sister. She and Luna navigated closeted issues. Sounds like Samir might be having trouble accepting who he is

Reece: I knew you'd have a plan

Deanna: Always

So Reece spends his Friday night journaling his feelings, he wants to write down everything that happened before he forgets. That's it for the Foster household at the moment. Kayleigh has earned half of her 300k and Harvey has evolved 2 perfect plants.

Previous Part ... Next Part (Knightstone)

[meetmymouth]

can we get some saggy titty love up in here cause i know damn well theadora’s father makes y/n feel like her milk jugs are the sexiest thing he’s ever seen

theadora: extras

warnings: nsfw, breastfeeding kink, mentions of bad body image, minors do not interact with this blog or this post.

full chaps in patreon and tumblr

The house is quiet apart from the squeaky noises coming from the kitchen as Harry washes the pot they used for their dinner. Billy Joel comes on shuffle, and it makes him laugh, knowing Y/N would pout and reach for the device to skip Joel, not on my watch, Harry.

Though, he finds it strange, how she's still upstairs, despite knowing Theadora is asleep because she's texted him a photo of her milk-drunk, sleeping face from upstairs, in her cosy crib. Mission accomplished, will be there in a mo.

A moment– moments pass, but Y/N is nowhere to be found.

He places the last dish on the rack, and wipes his hand on the pink tea towel before turning his back to the sink. He makes his way upstairs, as quiet as one can be despite the creaking floorboards, and stops in front of their bedroom door. It's not shut completely, it's ajar, and he watches Y/N on the bed– in the bed, with one of his hoodies on, despite the temperature of the house: it's hot.

Normally, you would find their little family chilling in their short sleeves, maybe some pyjama shorts, or in true Harry fashion, as naked as one can be with a nine month old. Thus, it is extremely weird how she decided to put on a hoodie, rather than staying in her comfortable attire from earlier, a ratty band t-shirt and some shorts.

"Baby," Harry opens the door wider, and walks in. She looks up from her phone, and smiles.

It doesn't reach her eyes.

When she doesn't respond, he walks closer to their bed, and sits at the end. "What's going on?"

"What do you mean?"

"You didn't come downstairs, baby."

"Oh," a shrug, then she locks her phone. "Sorry."

Harry knows the tone of her voice– this one in particular. It's sad, confused, and everything in between. She's got a lot to say, he knows, but is choosing not to.

So, he asks.

"What's going on, Y/N?"

Truth be told, they had ups and downs.

And they both had mood swings.

But he was particularly concerned when it came to her mood swings. He didn't want her to suffer, knowing it's a big deal having a baby and your mind and body changing afterwards.

She lets out a puff of air, and scratches her belly. "Nothing's going on."

"Something is going on, and I want you to tell me. I want us to work–"

"–I hate my body, okay? I hate everything about my body– especially my fuckin' tits because they're huge and– and saggy. So," she nods, a bitter one. "There, Harry. Happy?"

He coughs into his fist. "Happy?" He says, brows furrowing. "Why would I be happy about that, Y/N?" He gets up from his position, and moves closer to her body. He sits where her legs are, and pulls them onto his lap. "I love you–"

"–That doesn't help me."

"I know. But," a deep breath. "You gave birth to the most precious baby– our baby. You gave me the most precious gift, Y/N. For both of us. Of course your body will be different. Different does not mean bad."

She shakes her head, vigorously. "I hate it."

"Your body is beautiful. You are beautiful– every part of you, beautiful. Our daughter needs you–"

"–Well," she murmurs, bitterly. "It's her fault my tits are this huge and saggy."

"Baby," Harry can't help but laugh, and is comforted when he notices the side of her mouth lift in a small smile– a smirk. "I– God, I know this will sound creepy right now, but, I fuckin' love those tits."

"You're lying."

"Are you kidding me?" Harry shakes his head, and grabs her hands. "Remember last week? How I came when you basically smothered me with these big, juicy tits?" He laughs, getting closer and closer to her face as he presses their foreheads together.

"Yeah?"

"Baby," Harry smiles. "You make me weak in the knees– especially when you're naked."

"Harry," she whispers, a breathy gasp leaving her mouth when he goes to take the hoodie off. "What–"

"–Let me show you, honey," he murmurs, eyes shining when he notices the t-shirt underneath the hoodie was never there to begin with. He gives her a wolfish grin. "Let me show you how much these tits make me weak."

She clears her throat, clearly on board. "Okay," she nods, lips bitten. "Okay, yeah."

"Come here."

And, she does.

She moves closer to him on the bed, legs still on his lap, and Harry leans down to press kisses across her chest, where her necklace is before moving his kisses down, down, and at last, he reaches the tops of her breasts.

He looks up, a smile on his face, eyes nearly closing at the soft, warm skin over his mouth, and he feels himself get harder and harder when she looks at him with almost-shut eyes, bottom lip trapped between her teeth.

"Fucking hell," Harry closes his eyes as she places a hand behind his head, cradling his head as her fingers massage her skull. "I'm so hard."

"You are?"

He looks up, tongue darting out to lick around the nipple area. Her hips buck at the sudden feeling around her sensitive nipples. "I am. Have you seen these tits?" He breathes into her warm flesh, and bites the side of her boob before locking his lips around the dark nipple.

One hand cradles the other boob, and he feels her press his head harder into her, and it makes him smile around the hardened nipple. He bites, and squeezes her other nipple as he bites more into the sensitive nub, and when he feels the nipple leak, they both gasp, and he looks up immediately.

"Harry," he feels her breathe, and he feels her squeeze her thighs together as soon as he tries to suck on the pebbled nipple, both moaning as the milk leaks out of her nipple, into his throat.

Harry looks up, thumb still stroking her other nipple. "You're so fuckin' dirty, aren't you, baby?"

"Harry... please."

"Please, what? Hm?" He chooses to switch to the other nipple, his hand stroking the sensitive, spent breast before his lips close around the other one. He kisses, sucks, but nothing comes out this time.

"More."

He opens his eyes, in midst of devouring her. He retracts his mouth, and presses kisses between her breasts before looking up at her. "More, what?"

"Please– fuck, H– don't make me say it..." She whispers, clearly embarrassed about their previous interaction– or more like, his interaction with her breast.

"Say it."

"Harry..."

He squeezes the hard nub of her nipple, and the milk comes out, splattering his neck in the process. "Say it."

"Fuck– just– suck on them."

He grins, hand coming up to wipe the milk splatters from his neck. It's not much, not like what he would imagine it to look like–  it's watery, and tastes nothing like the real thing.

"Y/N..." he murmurs, licking his fingers as if to clean the milk off of his fingers. He makes a show of it, and it makes her send her head back, and groan at the nasty, dirty sight. "I think we both know what we both want," he whispers, kissing the side of her boob before thumb and index finger squeezes her nipple very gently.

"Please, Harry..."

"Can I–" he lets go of her, and gets on his knees on the bed, her legs falling off of his lap. "Can I get comfortable?"

The look on her face almost makes him smile: she looks like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Harry..." she shakes her head, though he's having none of it.

"I want to suck on them, come on–" he walks over to her, still on his knees, and places his head on her lap, eyes on hers. "Breastfeed me."

"Harry... no."

"You know you want to– you know we both liked it– come on, baby, give it to me. Give it to your husband."

"Harry," she shakes her head, hand coming up to rest on her neck, just like she always does when stressed and confused. "I can't."

"Be a good little slut," Harry places his hand on her neck, and brings her face closer to his. He bites her bottom lip into his mouth, and lets go. "And feed your husband."

She gulps, and lets him straighten up a little in her lap, and she doesn't know what to do with her hands, so she places one on the back of his head, watching as he moves his mouth closer and closer to her breast. He opens his mouth, and gets his wet, warm mouth on her hardening nipple before he bites the nub, and licks over it.

He doesn't get to play, though, because he tightens his hold on her before he starts sucking on the nipple as her own hold tightens on the back of his head, a hiss leaving her mouth when it gets too tight and sensitive– his touch, his mouth.

"It– it hurts," she murmurs, fingers tightening their hold on his head as Harry sucks harder, clearly enjoying the feeling.

He doesn't respond, or make a move to get off. Instead, he swipes his tongue across the hard, tight, sensitive nub, and begins sucking harder, which makes the milk gush out even harder due to the movement of his tongue and mouth.

She feels it, feels the milk coming out, and when she looks down at the moaning mess that is Harry, she feels her walls, her pussy tighten at the dirty sight of him, the white liquid running down the sides of his mouth as the droplets meet his t-shirt.

Neither of them seem to care.

She can't help the itchy feeling between her legs, so one hand on his head, him still sucking, she places her hand on her clothed pussy, and start rubbing herself over the fabric.

Harry senses it, because he opens his eyes, and grins around her nipple before pressing kisses all over her wet, sticky breast.

It doesn't take long for her to come when she quickens her pace, her finger rubbing her clit up and down, despite the thin material of her shorts. She lets herself feel it all, the ringing in her ears finally dying down as he keeps pressing kisses across her chest, his other hand stroking her hip, and before she can ask if she can make him come, she notices the wet path in front of his joggers.

"Harry," she mutters, sending her head back so she lays on the pillows. Harry copies her, laying his head flat on her lap.

"Yeah?"

"Are we– we're not fucked up, are we?" She mumbles, biting the side of her thumb.

Harry lets out a chuckle. "No, I don't think so."

"Hm."

"Hey," he looks up, reaching a hand to stop her from biting her thumb. "I love you. So much."

She nods, smiling. "I love you, too."

"And," Harry says. "I love your body– I guess–" he lifts up his head, and looks at the front of his joggers before letting out a groan, then a chuckle. "–I guess it's clear how much I love your body."

"I guess so," she smiles, hands cradling his face as she strokes the hairs on his forehead, sending them back. "Thank you."

"Are you– thank you, you just made me cream my pants like I'm fourteen all over again."

[xamaxenta]

And Ace comes back around 3am in the morning bc the cops have been on his ass since like 9 and hes exhausted but Sabo’s playing mario kart on the n64 with Luffy and he’s losing, abysmally

Makes a snide comment on his skill when Sabo gives up because Luffy’s overlapped him already and turns on the moth eaten beanbag hes commandered like shut ur whore mouth

He’s cleaned up well, whoever his attending doctor had been attentive and dressed his eye wound neatly

Luffy leaps up from the floor and jumps on Ace, thoroughly excited to see him home at last

“Have you eaten yet?” Ace really hopes so, he’s exhausted and doesn’t feel like cooking anything tonight

“Yeah! Sabo made choco peanutbutter milkshakes” Luffy replies and Ace glances over his shoulder at the decimated kitchen island behind them, to put it lightly it was as if a hurricane had passed through and guest or not Sabo will be the one to clean it up

“Milkshakes are not meal replacements.” Ace chides and Luffy scrunches his nose up at the big long words Ace loved to use.

“Are too,” Sabo replies, flopping back on the beanbag and grinning up at them from upside down and Luffy nods, glad his new friend was on his side

“Absolutely not.” Ace retorts and gently removes his kid brothers octopus grip from around his legs

“The calorie count begs to differ.” Sabo scoffs

“Just because it’s high in calories does not mean you’re getting the correct or wholesome nutrients.” Ace doesn’t want to get into an argument over this with some guy he met, granted this some guy was supposed to be his rival

“You live like this?“ Ace adds on when he can finally survey the damage wreaked in his cramped kitchenette, holds back a long suffering sigh at the thought of scrubbing milk and peanut butter out of the crevices of his cabinet system when Sabo laughs shallowly, facial wounds pulling all wrong and he misses the full autonomy of his expressions

“Nah. Luffy wanted to help so I let him man the blender. Sorry about the mess.” (“Sorry about the mess,” Luffy echoes, already going back to his game now that the adults were talking)

“Mm really, Gonna clean up for me?” Ace hunches over to peer inside the fridge, “—also does pad thai sound good?”

“Maybe? What’s in it for me?“ the bean bag rustles as Sabo stands up from the comfy shape he’s molded into it.

“Pad thai.” Ace repeats flatly, turns with the pack of discount pork in hand when he bumps into Sabo’s chest. When did he get so close?

“You’re gonna have to be a little more persuasive than that,” Sabo grins, doesn’t regret the pain that burns up through the left side of his face when Ace stares up at him momentarily speechless

“I am literally feeding your freeloader ass. Be grateful.” Ace says, struggling to keep his composure when Sabo laughs again, this close he can hear the nasal quality to it and… its kinda cute.

“Yeah but this freeloader just babysat your kid for the day, seems pretty even to me.”

Ace opens his mouth and then closes it promptly, technically, Sabo’s right the asshole, whilst he never asked him to the motherfucker had gone and kept Luffy entertained and happy whilst he’d been gone and that was more than he could’ve asked for

“I’ll do the dishes?“ Sabo offers cautiously when Ace remains silent, staring aimlessly at a point around his clavicles.

“You’re injured.” Ace eventually speaks up and Sabo rolls his one good eye and ooh— the phantom feel of the one that wasn’t there—yikes. He mentally files that piece of information away to process later.

“And you look dead on your feet.” Sabo doesn’t know what this feeling stirring deep inside his chest is.

All he knows is Ace looks good in domesticity, and that he looks even better wearing his hoodie whilst he’s at it.

“Aceee play with me!!!” Luffy calls out from behind the sticky kitchen counter.

“I got this.” Sabo murmurs and Ace looks at him strangely, a mixture of relief, gratitude and something else he refuses to believe is real. Then he hands off the pork to Sabo and brushes past him to take his place beside Luffy.

They don’t talk about the hoodie.

They also don’t talk about how bad of a cook Sabo is either.

Saboace but they initially started off as street racer rivals

Sabo’s known as the curb king and Ace is a new spicy kid on the block

How does Marco get involved he always does, somehow, ended up being Haruta’s second in a race and the rest of the meetup can smell new blood the moment it drives in

Marco clearly doesn’t fit but he tried with his ripped jeans and scuffed leather jacket

Sabo and Ace already have the two highest bets placed on them so Like everyone else Marco’s watching em and their sexual tension is thru the roof

Sabo commands a classy modded sapphire blue chev nova with a neon green dragon decal down the sides

Ace likewise has preferences in muscle cars and rocks up in a beat up black dodge hellcat with fire painted down the sides, the rims are gold, Sabo always shits on him for having a cheap looking ride and Ace rolls his eyes like at least im not a fuckin weeb (sabos got like the dragon shenron from DB as his neon decal lmao)