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Relationships

Okay, so, I don't know how most people view relationships, but I view then as an emotional roller coaster. And I find roller coasters fun. But with relationships, tossing my emotions this way and that, it becomes stressful and terrifying. I understand that some of those who go into relationships, especially teens, tend to want things to go fast, but then there are the ones who are scared and don't have any idea of what it is that they want or those who need things to go at a slow pace because things happened that cause them to be wary or there are those who just really can't do something do to mental stability. Relationships can be really scary and unpredictable, we never truly know a person all the way at the beginning because they only want to show us the best parts of them before we see the super weird or possibly even bad parts of themselves. I, myself, tend to hide a lot from my partner when I am in a relationship. I'm also tue type to be afraid of being in a relationship, I've been through a lot and that has taken an extreme emotional toll on my psyche. I and some others that I are afraid of putting ourselves out there, we're scared of getting hurt, so we stick to ourselves. I wish the people around me and the ones that want me understood that.

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Just a rant

I hate how some people around me get frustrated all the time and then get mad at me for getting frustrated about something that is important to me possibly getting destroyed or something similar to that kind of situation. It’s very hypocritical of those people. No matter who they are, whether they’re my family or my friends, doesn’t matter, I will always hate that trait in a person. You can not get mad at me for being frustrated and talking to you in a frustrated tone and say I’m taking it out on you when I wasn’t, especially if you do the same thing to me. I don’t typically get mad about someone else getting frustrated unless they blaming me for something they’re frustrated about (which happens a lot in my life, believe it or not). It just irritates me and I have to get this out in some way, shape, or form. And I’m not saying that I get frustrated a lot, because I don’t, I’m the type of person who lets all their frustrations out in the form of a story or a painting or a poem or some other form of artistic creation. This time was just one I needed to get out in the form of a rant. If any of you that actually read this want to rant about something that‘s frustrating you, go ahead and comment on this post or something, I wouldn’t mind reading through and try to understand your frustrations.

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My attempt at drawing after like a year or so. I'm pretty proud of it.

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My cousin's Princess Pickle Rick

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Fear of the Future Part 1(Vld)

*Aree (Ar-EE)

         I walk through the halls of the atlas in silence, several thoughts running though my mind. What could I do to help my sister? She says she doesn't need help, but surely there's something I could do. I hate sitting around with nothing to do. I know I can contribute in some way. But Allura and Coran say that they have nothing for me to do. Maybe I should ask one of the paladins to train me in combat, then I can help protect them instead of not knowing what to do when they're fighting.

I jump at the sudden tap that pulls me from my thoughts, looking up to find none other than Shiro seeming to be a little concerned. “Are you okay, prince? You seemed pretty lost in thought just now.” He points out.

I just smile and brush it off, “Ah, yes, I'm fine. Nothing to worry about.” I shake my head. “Is there something you need, Shiro?” I ask, looking up at him a little hopefully.

“Oh, yes. I have been thinking and I wanted you to start training with me and the other paladins. I believe it would be really good for you to know how to protect yourself and others if you ever get involved in a fight, like a few… quintants ago?”

I nod, “Yes, I would love to train with the five of you. When is your next training session? May I join the next one?” I practically jump with excitement at the opportunity to do something other than watch from afar.

Shiro chuckles at this, “Yes, you can join our training session today. We'll be starting pretty soon. So, we should try to find you something that's better to work out in.” We nod to each other and I follow him to find something to train in.

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I pant softly, watching Keith closely as we stand off with each other, waiting for the other to leave an opening to go for. We stand off with one another for a few moments before Keith suddenly lunges at me, catching me off balance, causing us both to fall to the floor and he took that opportunity to completely pin me to the ground.

“I win.” He states with a smug grin plastered on his face before letting up and getting off of me. “You are a lot faster than I was expecting though. That was actually pretty challenging to get you to stop moving for a moment.”

I laugh breathily and nod, “Yeah, I ran out of breath. I have speed, just not very good stamina.” I lie on the floor of the training room for a moment, catching my breath, until Keith holds a hand out to help me up.

“We should go take a shower. I don’t know about you, but I hate the feeling of being sweaty.” He says walking towards the door.

I nod in agreement, “Yes, it's quite a gross feeling.” He nods back.

We walk in silence, mostly because we're tired, though there's also just nothing to talk about. We go our separate ways once we walk by my bedroom. “See you in the kitchen, Hunk wants us to try something new to see if it makes us feel less exhausted.

“Oh fun! Okay, see you then!” I say smiling at him and earning a light flushed face and walks away a little quicker than I would have expected. I wonder what that was about. I shrug it off and walk into my room after inputting my password. As soon as I'm sure the door is locked, I set out a clean outfit on my bed and go into my bathroom. password.

I turn the shower on to allow the water to warm up, ridding myself of my clothing before stepping in. I let out a soft sigh at the feeling of the hot water running down my body, relaxing my sore muscles. I stand there for a few moments to allow my body to relax before actually washing myself.

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Once I'm done showering, I towel dry myself and put on the outfit I had set out, letting out a sigh. I leave my room and head towards the kitchen like Keith told me to and find Keith and Hunk standing across from each other at the island counter. They smiled at me, Keith's smile seems shyer than anything, Hunk's as soft and sweet as ever.

I walk over to Keith and stand next to him, smiling back at them both. “So, how was your first training session?” Hunk asks, turning to oven and checking on what ever it is that he's making this time.

“It was rather fun! I'm glad Shiro had allowed me to train with at least one of you. It’s rather boring doing nothing all the time.” I say, rubbing at the back of my neck and looking away.

“How come you never trained us before?” Hunk asks, sounding genuinely confused.

I bite at the inside of my cheek, “Allura doesn’t really think that I should be anywhere near the battle. But, I would prefer that I at least know how to defend myself or even one of you if or when it’s needed.”

I feel both of their eyes on me now. Keith speaking up this time, “Does she know you were training at all today?”

Shrugging, I gulp. “I’m not really sure. If she doesn’t know then, then she’ll be quite angry when she finds out.”

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It was another training session with Keith, a few weeks after my first one with him. We fought against one another, circling each other every so often. Keith had pinned me down again, the two of us panting softly as we stare into each other’s eyes. I don’t know why we suddenly leaned into each other, but we did and we kissed. Keith’s lips were unexpectedly soft and it felt nice, no, it felt amazing. So amazing that I didn’t want it to stop. Keith had broken the kiss, though, leaning down and kissing at my surprisingly sensitive neck. I bite at my lip to keep from making any loud noises, or really to keep from making noises in general. He nips and sucks on a surprisingly sensitive spot of my neck.

“Hey, guys, Allura is look for- Oh, my god!” We jump at the sound of Lance's voice, standing up immediately at the sight of him. “Is this what you guys do every time you train together? Gross!”

“No! We don’t do this every time!” Keith exclaims, looking kind of irritated with the blue paladin. “Can you not be so loud? Not everyone needs to know.”

Lance raises a brow at this, “What? Scared Allura's going to beat you up for trying to give her little brother a hickey?” He teases, a smirk pulling at the corners of his lips.

I feel my face flush a bright red and look down at me feet. “Please, don't tell my sister. I'd really rather her not try to stick her nose in this.” I murmur.

“I'll keep quiet because Aree asked me to, but just know that you should at least tell someone that knows Altean anatomy. Like Coran.” Lance points out, “Or just hope that Aree knows everything about his body.” Lance leaves with that left.

I look up at Keith at the same time he looks down at me, our faces flushed from the odd encounter with Lance. “Um, so, I was going to go take a shower before… that happened, but I just wanted to know-”

“I want to continue!” I jump from my sudden out burst, covering my mouth with my hands, and from what I can tell I also surprised the paladin in front of me. “I didn't mean to say that so loudly. I would like to continue our activity in a more private area. Perhaps your bedroom?” I say in a much softer tone. Keith's smile is very small and gentle, loving, as he gives a small nod.

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         I bite my lip as Allura asks what took so long for me to come talk to her, “Did Lance not find you in a timely manner?” She questions, raising her brows to emphasize her curiosity.

         “Um, not exactly.” I look away, not really wanting to look her in the eyes. Oh stars. I wish Keith were here. Though, that would probably be very odd to her and cause more questions.

         “Aree, what are you not telling me? What caused you to take so long?”

         “N-Nothing important at the moment. What was it that you wanted me for?”

         “Hm, well, I would like to know how you training with Keith is going? Shiro says that he wanted you to train with Keith so that you would have a good challenge and increase your mobility.”

“Oh, yes. It has been wonderful. Keith is a very good sparring partner.” I say, giving a gentle smile to reassure her, feeling less scared about looking her in the eye.

She nods, returning the smile, “I'm glad to hear that. Now, what really happened-” She's cut off by Lance before she could finish asking her question.

“Hey, princess, if you don't mind, Shiro want to talk to Aree about something.” Lance says, scratching at the back of his head.

“About what?”

Lance shrugs, “I don't know, he just wants to talk to him in private.”

Allura hum, glancing back at me before letting me go, “Okay, I'll ask about it later, though.”

I nod and rush to Lance, “What's going on?” I ask in a quieter tone.

“Shiro and Coran want to know what exactly you two did after training.” Lance whispers, seeming a little worried. “Keith didn't give much detail and was getting really angry every time they were trying to get him to tell them whether or not you went all the way.” He explains as we walk to Keith's room.

“Keith, please answer me. How far did you go? We need to know.” I hear Shiro press, sounding very frustrated.

“I'm not saying until you tell me why you need to know.” Keith throws back. “Why won t you tell me why you guys look so freaked out?”

“W-what's going on?” I ask, watching all three of their heads turning to look at me.

Coran practically jumped at me, “Aree, please tell me how far you two went.” The look in his eyes scares me, he looks scared. “Did you have sex?” He asks more clearly. I hesitantly nod, feeling slightly scared. “Who was the dominant one?”

“What the fuck! Don't force him to answer!” Keith yells standing from his seat on his bed.

“Keith, if you were the dominant one, then his life could be in danger!” Shiro yells back, looking rather scared himself. We all go quiet at hearing this.

Coran talks softly, “Please, tell me your silence isn't because you've realized that you're in danger.”

I look into his eye with tears starting to welling up, but Keith is the one to speak, “What's going to happen to him?” His voice is soft, fearful.

Coran looks over to him, “Male Alteans can get pregnant, but their pregnancies are very dangerous and can end in death. I had a friend that lost the love of his life because he was one of the unlucky ones that died after giving birth to their baby.”

“Did you at least happen to use some sort of protection? I know I gave you a condom at some point.” Lance points out, hopeful.

“You know as well as us that protection doesn't always work. But, I guess there's still the possibility that it did this time.” Shiro says.

I look over at Keith, seeing him staring down in what seems to be shame. I move past Coran and wrap my arms around Keith, feeling his arms snake around my waist. “I'm so sorry.” He whispers, only loud enough for me to hear.

“We'll leave you two alone for now. Coran will be doing weekly checkups to see if anything develops.” Shiro say, quietly shooing the other two out of the room. “I'll explain everything to Allura and make sure she leaves you guys alone. And I'm sorry for yelling, I was just frustrated and we're scared of what could happen.”

Neither us speak, just stand in the middle of room, holding onto each other in fear of what could happen next. We hear the others leave, giving us space to comfort each other.

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it sucks to be this way;

unable to trust people no matter how hard you want to,

loving someone who turned their back on you,

hating the way you look and feel in your own body,

wanting to die but knowing people would try to follow if you did,

needing love but too scared to find it for yourself.

it fucking sucks being this way;

never knowing if there’s someone who understands you the way you need the to,

always feeling like you’ve done something wrong,

always thinking you’re annoying your friends when you talk to them,

trying to ignore the horrible thoughts that roam your fragile mind,

trying to find something to grasp onto,

to hold close to you,

to comfort you.

it sucks to be the person that people go to for their problems,

but then ignore you when you go to them for yours,

or call you needy and a faker because your problems are similar or worse than theirs.

it sucks when you start to cry in the darkness of your room every night because you think no one cares.

it sucks to be the quiet one of the group,

or the dark one,

or the weird and awkward one because no one asks you questions when you’re feeling down.

people think you’re selfish when they don’t know you and you need help.

people hate you because they don’t understand why you won’t talk yo them.

you’re told that none of that matters,

to grow up and quit being weak,

that you don’t need help and you’re just being dramatic.

you try to ignore it all,

but it’s too difficult.

it all kills you more and more inside.

until it all just goes black.

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Found this in one of my classes the other day. XD

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No matter how hard something is, if you love a specific activity, you can push through. Don't give up. Don't run away. If you believe in yourself, then your opinion is the only that matters. You are strong, no matter who you are.

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Showing off my color guard show make up

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I Want You (Voltron)

Walking into the kitchen, I look around to see if anyone else was there. Lance and Keith were sitting on the floor feeding each other from a bowl of what the humans call grapes, which I find weird but they taste good, so it's okay. I also find their relationship weird, but as long as they're happy I'm okay with it. I just wish they didn't always argue about little things, especially when Lance is going into heat and he tries taking one of Keith's shirts for his nest without Keith's knowledge. Hunk is cooking something for breakfast, while Pidge rants to him about some modifications she adding to the green lion. No one else seems to be present at the moment.

I have found life at the garrison to be very odd to say the least. The other humans on the grounds sometimes look at me weirdly, like it's unusual for them to see such a small galra. Which, I guess it is unusual for them, since most galra a tall and muscular in some way, while I am just barely shorter than Lance and just as skinny Pidge. I've had to explain to some that galra that are omega are normally very small compared to alphas and betas.

“Morning, Ari.” Lance says, shooting a smile up at me from his spot on the floor and I return the smile.

Keith's head turns to look behind himself at me. “Oh, hey, Ari. I have something I want to ask you.” He says, standing from his place in front of Lance.

“Okay, what is it?” I question, tilting my head curiously.

He rubs at the back of his neck, “It's a little bit of a more private question… from someone else.” He explains, causing me give him a confused look.

Lance pipes up, “You’re asking him now? Shouldn't you wait until, uh, that someone is here? Or at least like convince them to ask themself.” He’s very obviously doing his best to keep whoever the question is from under wraps.

“Um, I don't know. I'll just ask the less private one then.” Keith concludes, turning his full attention to the very confused me. “The person we're referring to is unsure if you and Kolivan are mates. So, are you or no?”

I shake my head, “No, I'm not Kolivan's mate. He's like a father to me, I believe it would be quite odd if I were his mate.�� I feel my cheeks flush hotly at the thought of someone possibly wanting to be my mate.

Keith nods, looking over at Lance. They seem to have a silent conversation because when he turns back to me he has a determined look on his face. “Can you follow me really quick?” It's more a request than a question. And I nod in answer.

Keith takes my wrist in one of his hands and walks me out of the kitchen, Lance following not too far behind with a sandwich and hands it to me. “Hunk said that you need to eat something for breakfast before you do whatever Keith is making you do.” He explains when he receives a confused look from me.

I take the sandwich with my free hand and eat it silently while Keith leads me through the garrison halls. Once we finally stop, I notice that we're at the combat training room, watching a sweaty Shiro fight one of the combat drones that was made by both Pidge's dad, Sam, and Allura. The sight caused me to stop in my tracks and just admire the amazing dodges and hits and kicks and the smell of the alpha. A mixture of burnt marshmallows and firewood filling my nostrils. The smell is quite intoxicating to me.

I jump when Keith yells out, “Shiro!” I not that Shiro jumps as well, clearly not expecting anyone to be here other than him. Said alpha calls off his training session and turns to look at the three of us. “They're not together. You can ask the rest of your questions.” Keith says, pushing me in front of him.

I feel my face burn from an unknown embarrassment and I look up at the older human alpha, his face bright red with a different embarrassment. Shiro was the one that wanted to ask me if I was mated?! Holy quiznak!! I wasn't expecting him… I didn't think he'd want me… Especially not after the news of his previous mate…

“Hey,” He says awkwardly, walking closer to me. “Let's talk somewhere else more private.” I nod and follow him out of the training room.

I follow Shiro all the way to his bedroom, locking the door behind us. Turning to face me, speaking nervously, “I know this might seem a bit odd, but I am interested in you. I have been, since we first met. I don't know what it is about you that makes me want you so much, but I do. I really want you.” He moves closer to me, holding me by my shoulders and leaning over to rest his forehead against mine. “I hated always seeing you with Kolivan and thinking you were together, but not officially mated. I hated seeing other alphas so much as looking at you. But I never said anything or did anything about it because I never felt confident enough that you'd want me. Even now, I'm not sure if you want to hear all of this or if you even want me at all.” His eyes scrunch closed, sighing softly.

I stare at his closed eyes, lifting my hand and cupping his cheek in a gentle caress. “Shiro, how can you think that I’d let you this close to me and not want you? You’re too wonderful an alpha not to pine after. You could have any omega you want. I’m the one who should be wondering if you want me.” I tell him, rubbing soothing circles into his cheek as he presses said cheek against my palm. “You’re so caring towards others, even if they’re accused of possibly being dangerous. You saved me from the man that was hurting me. You helped Keith confess to Lance when he didn’t know how and did the same for Lance when he didn’t know how to tell Keith he likes him back. You so kind and know just what to say at just the right moment. I feel lucky even being here, standing so close to you.” I watch as he opens his eyes to look at me. Those beautiful dark eyes giving me a look that I can’t even describe. “I do want you.” I breath out, feeling very out of breath suddenly.

         Shiro nods, “Yeah, I want you too. So badly.” And with lightning fast speed, he closes the small distance between us and captures my lips in a soft, yet very passionate kiss.

         Both of my hands are holding his face, while his have lowered to hold onto my waist and pull me closer to him. The kiss slowly morphs into something more desperate and needier, Shiro lifting me up by my waist to allow me to wrap my legs around him more easily. I can feel him walking then suddenly dropping, never breaking the kiss in the process. When he does finally break the kiss, a small whimper escapes me as I watch his lips form into one of his breathtaking smiles.

“I don't think I've ever felt this happy before.” The look in his eyes tells me that he's being genuinely honest, his smile showing how proud and happy he must be feeling. My inner omega trills at knowing that I've made this alpha happy, that I made him feel prideful. “I've only ever been with a beta, never once thought there would be an omega that I'd fall for, not even a male one. But, here you are.” His voice makes my insides melt, the loving way he tells me these things is just so much. It makes me want to here more, but only from him, only from Shiro. “I really want to mark you, knot you, breed you. Fuck, you're smell so good. I need you now, please let me have you.” He leans forward and presses his nose against the scent gland there. “Please,” He begs.

I grip his shoulders tightly and nod. “Yes, take me. I'm yours. All yours. All your-” I cut myself off with a moan as he grinds up into me, his erection now very prominent. “Sh-Shiro, please.” I whine, rutting down against him.

He chuckles, nipping at the sensitive scent gland, “You really sure want this?” I nod, biting the inside of my cheek. “How far do you want to go? We’ll go slow, but just when do you want to stop?” He asks, leaning back to look me in eyes, his gray eyes seeming to be searching for something in my yellow ones.

I bite my bottom lip, “I want to go all the way. I want you to knot me. I want to feel you.” I feel my cheeks burn with the heat of the moment. My eyes most likely glazed over with lust and want. “Please I want you to make me yours. I want you.” My grip on his shoulders tightens as I lean forward and press our lips together in a loving kiss. “I am all yours.” I whisper against his slightly chapped lips.

I can feel his breath hitch in his chest and it shoots a thrill through me. He moves to lay me back on the bed, hovering over me on his flesh arm and somehow on his prosthetic arm. I still can't get over how odd it must be to be missing part of his arm. He immediately captures my lips in another passionate kiss, this letting become more heated as the seconds pass. He ruts his hips against mine, forcing whines and whimpers out of me.

“Clothes-ah…o-off, please.” I beg, tugging at the white t-shirt he was wearing to train in.

He nods and quickly sits back to pull the shirt off over his head and tosses off to the side. He kicks his pants and underwear off, using his mechanical prosthetic to help in that process, his erection springing free. I bite my bottom lip at the sight, gasping when he suddenly starts undressing me, nearly ripping off my clothes.

I hear a satisfied growl rumble from his chest, leaning down and kissing the middle of my chest. “God, you're so fucking beautiful.” He presses his hips down against mine, rutting his length alone my own, forcing more small, lustful noises out of me. “I want you so badly.” He leaves a trail kisses to my nipple, sucking on the now hardened bud.

I whimper at the stimulations, “Please… I want you too… Inside, please!” I cry out when something presses against my slick, puckered entrance.

“I need to prep you first, I can already tell you that it'll hurt if I just go straight for it.” He murmurs, slowly pushing his finger past the tight ring of muscle.

I let out a whimpering moan, gripping the sheets beneath us. He pushes the finger in slowly down to the first knuckle, wriggling it a small bit. A loud moan rips through me, my back arching off the bed. After a few moments, he adds another, then a third. Stretching and loosening me up until he deems me ready, pulling his fingers out. I whine at the loss, hearing Shiro chuckle.

He leans forward, kissing my neck. “Hush, my sweet omega, you’ll feel full soon.” He murmurs against my skin. “Are you sure you want this?” I bit my lip and nod excitedly.

I take in a deep breath once I feel the tip of his length press against my entrance. He looks into my eyes, his gaze glazed over with hunger. I let a slightly too loud moan as he pushes into me. I drag my nails down his back at the feeling of him slowly sliding into me, whimpering softly when he finally bottoms out.

He pants next to my ear, “You-hah… You okay? Does it hurt?” I shake my head and bite at my bottom lip, fully enjoying the feel of the stretch. “You sure?”

“It feels so good. Please-ah! Please move.” I beg, wrapping my legs around his waist, trying to pull him closer.

I moan loudly and throw my head back against the pillow while he pulls out and pushes back in. Shiro’s movements are slow and gentle, making me want something rougher, wanting him to manhandle me, wanting him to make me scream.

“Sh-Shiro-oh! Please! Ah- I need-!” I beg incoherently, trying to get my words out, but clearly unable to.

“Please what, baby? You have to use your words.” He whispers into my ear, massaging my hip with the thumb of his floating prosthetic arm. I whine at him. “C'mon, speak up, pretty omega.” I moan when he accents that with a grind of his hips.

My nails dig into the flesh of his shoulder, “Please! Ahh! Move, please! Aa-ahh!” I cry out, throwing my head back as he suddenly pulls most of the way out and snaps his hips back against mine.

He groans against my neck, his breath tickling the sensitive area. He grips my hip with his prosthetic and supports himself one his flesh one, snapping his hips against mine. The room fills with the sounds of pleasure, filling the smell of sweat and sex.

“Shiroooo! Ahh- fuck! I feel so close-hah! So close!” I yell out, scraping my nails down his back.

He huffs out a laugh, “Yeah, me too. I'm gonna knot you- fuck!”

A high-pitched cry escapes my lungs, my back arching off the matrass as my orgasm over comes me, crashing over me like an intense tidal wave. The feeling of Shiro's knot inflating and pressing against my entrance, until it's finally pushes passed the tight ring of muscle, hooking us together. The two of us panting, foreheads pressed together.

“Wow.” I pant out, smiling giddily. “You are really good at this.”

He chuckles and nods, “Uh, yeah, I guess I am. I'm glad it was that good for you.” He kisses my cheek and repositions us into a more comfortable positioning.

“You, um, you didn't… mark me.” I say, trying not to sound as upset as I felt.

Shiro nods, “I know, I want to wait until you’re completely sure that that’s what you want from me.” He captures my lips in a gentle kiss.

I look into his eye after breaking away from the kiss. “I do want you to. I want to be yours, only yours. I love you.” I tell him, biting the inside of my cheek to keep from tearing up. “I really want to be your omega. I am yours, I always have been. I-I have never been interested in other alpha’s…”

“Really? Are you completely sure? I don’t want you to regret this. You know how important marking is.” Shiro’s voice is just as concerned as before.

“I know, I’m sure. I want your mark.” I take his hand in mine.

He gives me a gentle smile and kisses his cheek, “Okay, later then. I love you, my sweet omega.”

“I love you too, my strong alpha.”

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My adorbubble puppies and my super sassy bird.

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Get there When We Get There (Part 2)

-2 months later-

Bakugou sits next to Yuyui quietly, waiting for the small stick to show off its result. Both of them silently hoping for the same thing, for that little stick to show a negative. All that’s going on in their minds is, _‘We’re not ready to be parents. We’re not ready.’ ‘We can’t afford getting an abortion.’ ‘What if people find out?’

After the timer on Bakugou’s phone goes off, Yuyui reaches out to grab the pregnancy test, only to be stopped by the blonde. Purple eyes meet red, both filled with worry.

“What are we going to do if it’s positive? You’ve already shown symptoms that you could be.” Bakugou stares into the violate eyes that belong to his boyfriend. “I’ll listen to whatever you want to do, even if you want to keep it.”

Yuyui nods, looking back down at the little pink stick and grabbing it. He hesitantly turns it around in his hands, is expression immediately falling at the sight of the little plus sign that had appeared. He bites his trembling lip and covering his mouth, feeling the on coming of tears as Bakugou takes the stick from his hand to look at it himself. Bakugou turns his head to look at his boyfriend, who's still trying to fight back the on coming of tears. He immediately wraps his arms around the smaller boy, Yuyui falling into him with little to no resistance.

“It could just be a mistake. Maybe it's just a false alarm.” The blonde tries, hoping to lift the others spirit. But, Yuyui shakes his head at him.

He looks up, purple staring in into red, “You said yourself, I’ve been showing symptoms. I just don't know what we're going to do. What if people find out? It could spread all the way to UA and I don't want to ruin any of your chances of being a hero and-”

“Hey, stop that. It won't affect my ability to become a hero. I've talked to both All Might and Aizawa, they said they'd try to help us if we need it and they're even willing to talk to the principle and see if they'll let you come on campus and stay in the dorms with me.” Bakugou explains, holding onto the other tightly. “I'm sure we'll be fine. We'll do whatever you want, I know this is all scary and weird. I'm so fucking sorry I wasn't being careful.”

Yuyui nods, “Okay.”

-1 week later-

Yuyui stares at the ceiling of the dorm room. Thankfully Principle Nezu was perfectly fine with the small, reddish pink haired boy staying in the same dorm as Bakugou, completely understanding the teens' position. All Might has offered to help Bakugou and Yuyui pay any medical expenses they'll soon gain after coming to the decision of wanting to keep the child. Principle Nezu even had Yuyui switch to UA for his culinary and academic classes.

Currently, Bakugou and some others from his class were working out and training with one another. So, Yuyui didn't really have much to do other than lay on their shared bed and wait for the angry blonde to come back. Bakugou also doesn't want him wandering around for fear of Yuyui getting hurt and having a miscarriage.

Yuyui sighs and sits up, grabbing his shoes and slipping them on quickly. I don't want to sit here and do nothing for an hour. Maybe I'll go talk to All Might. Hopefully he's still here. He stands and walks out of the small dorm room, moving quickly through the halls and looking down at his feet every so often to keep himself from tripping. Only to end up running into something, or rather someone.

“Whoa, slow down kid.” A familiar voice says, Yuyui's head shooting up immediately to look at All Might’s thinner form. “Oh, young Yuyui. I was just coming over to talk to you.” The older man looks around quickly. “Um, it's probably best to talk in a more private area. Let's go to the teachers’ lounge, I think only Aizawa is there right now.” Yuyui nods and follows the retired hero towards the teachers' lounge, taking his phone out and sending his boyfriend a text to tell him that with All Might and might not be in their dorm room when he's done with his work out.

Once they're in the lounge, they find that All Might’s assumption was right. Aizawa was sitting on the sofa, seeming to be grading some papers from earlier, only looking up at them for a moment to see who had just entered.

“Sit down, I only have a few questions.” All Might tells his student, walking towards to small coffee machine as Yuyui does as he's told, sitting next to Mr. Aizawa a little cautiously. Once the retired hero had his coffee in hand, sitting in the chair across from the other two. “Okay, so, you and Bakugou are completely sure you want to keep the kid?” Yuyui nods. “Do you know how you're going to take care of the kid and take care of school work?” Yuyui bites his lip at that, shaking his head and looking down.

“We can ask Recovery Girl to watch the kid after it's born and you're out of the hospital.” Aizawa pipes up, surprising both All Might and Yuyui that he was even listening to them.

All Might stares at him for a moment before nodding, “Um, yeah, that's a good idea. I'll ask her about it tomorrow.” He turns his attention back to the boy, seeming to be nervously fidgeting with the sleeve of his long-sleeved black shirt. “What's wrong, young Yuyui?” The small teenager shakes his head, not really sure what he wants to say. “C'mon, boy, spit it out. It's unbelievable that you and young Midoriya are so best friends.”

“I just- I don't want to ruin Katsuki's ability to become a hero over one thing we weren't careful about.” Yuyui's voice is soft and sad, gaining both adults' attention.

Aizawa places a hand on the boy's shoulder, “We already know how to keep your pregnancy from leaking outside of the school. The press won't get any information on any of this from us, you just have to be careful with who you tell and who finds out.” Yuyui nods sadly. “I know you two are concerned for each other's futures, and the offer of getting the abortion still stands until the law says otherwise.” Another slow nod from the small teen.

“Who all knows now?” All Might asks, furrowing his brow at the pink haired boy in front of him.

“Only Midoriya and Kirishima have been told so far. They've promised not to say anything to anyone.” Yuyui tells them, looking up at the teacher in front of him. “We don't want to tell that many people until it's hard to keep hidden.”

“So, until your belly actually starts to noticeably grow?” Yuyui nods to All Might's question. “Okay, that's actually really smart of you two to do that.” All Might sighs softly. I also wanted to ask how his parents took the news, I know you told them last weekend and I noticed that you didn’t look too happy after you came back.” The older man had a concerned look on his face as he stared at his student’s boyfriend.

Yuyui scratches the back of his neck nervously, an embarrassed smile present on his face. “Oh, they took it really well actually. I wasn’t upset over their reaction. I was just being a little moody and was mad because Katsuki didn’t want to buy me sweets while we were walking.” Aizawa snorts in quiet laughter at hearing Yuyui’s explanation.

All Might gives a relieved laugh, shaking his head. “Well, I guess you have the right to be upset over that. Though, I’m sure he’ll be having a harder time saying no to you later on.” He shakes his head at the flush on the boy’s face.

“He-uh… he has a hard time saying no to me now.” The pink haired boy says.

“At least we know he listens to someone.” Aizawa mutters, earning a laugh from the older teacher. Yuyui’s cheeks turning a brighter shade of pink at the half-hearted remark. “You should be heading back to the dorms soon, it’s getting late. We don’t need Bakugou getting angry with us for keeping you up. I know how much more protective of you he’s gotten since Nezu aloud you to move into his dorm.” Yuyui nods, standing from his spot on the sofa, All Might following his example and leading him out of the lounge and back to the 1-A dorms.

They come back just in time to see a raging Bakugou yelling at one of the others that had stayed behind, who just so happens to be Kirishima. “What the fuck do you mean you don’t know where he is?!”

“I didn’t see him leave! I swear, I was in my room the whole time! I thought he’d tell me that he was leaving!” Kirishima was holding his hands up in a defensive position, clearly not sure what else to do.

“You better fucking help me find him then-!”

“Katsuki! I’m right here, calm down!” Yuyui exclaims, running over to them and pulling the blonde away from his best friend. “I was with All Might. Didn’t you get my text?” He asks, furrowing his brows at the other.

Bakugou looks off the side as he faces his pink haired boyfriend, avoiding those worried purple eyes. “I dropped it on at the gym and the screen shattered. I couldn’t read the text when I tried looking at it.”

The shorter teen bit his lip to keep from laughing at the now not so angry blonde trying his hardest not to show that he’s a little embarrassed. “Oh, I’m sorry. I’ll make sure to tell someone where I am next time then.” He says, still trying to keep from laughing.

-4 months later-

         Bakugou stares at the currently pissed off Yuyui, trying to figure out whether he should get him some sort of sweet or not, since earlier Mineta very rudely pointed out that he’s been growing a bit. Yuyui of course took that as an insult at is now fuming on the bed while Bakugou just stands there not knowing what to do and half tempted to get Midoriya. No, Deku wouldn’t know what the hell to do either. The blonde shakes his head and decides to just ask if the other wants anything.

         “Hey, uh, do you need anything?” Bakugou asks him, being cautious not to sound like he was hinting to food or sweets in any way.

         Yuyui groans turns his head to look over at his lover and speaks in a completely serious tone. “Do you think I’m fat?” The question catches Bakugou by surprise.

         “Wha- No, why would I think you’re fat? You’re one of the skinniest people I know, even while pregnant.” He says, seeming genuinely shocked that Yuyui even asked.

         “That’s not what Mineta said. He told me that I should quit eating so much sweets.” The pinkette pouts, crossing is arms over his chest, which, unfortunately for the boy, also started growing. “He’s so rude.”

         Bakugou nods, “Yeah, he is and a fucking pervert. I caught him staring at your chest the other day while you were changing.” He growls at the memory. “Any way, just ignore him. You aren’t fat, you’re caring a god damn baby in you.”

         Yuyui smiles at hearing that. “Yeah.” He looks down at his belly, placing a gentle hand over it. “We only have a few more months left. I’m excited, but also scared. I keep getting the feeling that someone is going to find out and everything will leak out to the press.” His smile fades and he turns his gaze back to his boyfriend. “I don’t want our child growing up in a life where he’s constantly pestered by the media about how his parents had him at such a young age. That no life a child should ever have.” Yuyui feels his heart break a little at the thought his baby possibly having to hide himself away from others. “I don’t want him to grow up not being able to trust others because of our choices.” The pinkette’s voice cracks as he tries to keep from crying, covering his mouth with his hand when tears start to fall.

         Bakugou is immediately by his side, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him close to his own chest. “I know. I won’t let that happen, I promise. Our kid won’t be bothered by those assholes.”

         “I’m going to hold you to that, you know.” Yuyui sniffles, burying his face in Bakugou’s chest.

         The blonde’s chest rumbles with silent laughter, “Yeah, I know.”

-3 months and 2 weeks later-

         “God, this fucking hurts!” The pink haired teen cries out, squeezing Bakugou’s as tightly as possible, nearly crushing the poor kid’s hand in the process. “I really fucking hate you right now.” Yuyui growls out as he shoots a tear-filled glare at the explosive blonde.

         “I know, I know. I’m really sorry, Sasuke. Can you lighten up on my hand a little though?” Bakugou tries to sounds as calm as physically possible while having his hand crushed by a hand so much smaller than his own.

Yuyui's contractions had been getting worse and closer together, they weren't even at the hospital yet, though, that decision was Yuyui's. He didn't feel he needed to go just yet. When his water broke, everyone that was around him started to freak out and tried taking him to the near by hospital right away. Of course, he didn't want to go, so they didn't take him. Plus, they were all students that were unable to drive and would've only been able to take the bus or walk. The second Bakugou found out his boyfriend's water broke, he immediately contacted All Might. Now, All Might, Bakugou, Yuyui, and Midoriya are all sitting in UA's nurse's office while Aizawa and Recovery Girl were trying to figure out the best way to het them to the hospital as unnoticeably as possible.

Yuyui lets out another cry of pain and another contraction hit, ten minutes after the last one. “God damn it! I fucking hate all of you right now! You're all assholes!” The poor boy cries when he says this, obviously not meaning what he's saying. He's just in pain. A lot more pain than he was anticipating.

“Fuck, I know. I'm really fucking sorry, but you're crushing my hand right now.” The blonde strains to say. “Let me switch hands or something.”

Yuyui groans out of irritation and lets go of his hand, “Fucking, fine! Hurry up!”

Bakugou instantly sighs in relief, flexing his fingers and giving up his other hand to his little boyfriend, who takes it in his own. All Might laughs quietly at the two.

After a moment of Bakugou trying not to pull his hand out of his pained boyfriend's death grip, Aizawa speaks up as Recovery Girl grabs take a phone and dials some number. “Okay, we're going to have an ambulance come and pick you Bakugou up. We'll meet you at the hospital. Recovery Girl is getting them on the phone now.”

Yuyui whimpers quietly and nods, looking up at Bakugou with teary eyes, “I'm scared. What if something goes wrong?”

“Everything will be okay. I know everything will be just fine, I can feel it.” Bakugou smiles at him lovingly, running the fingers from his free hand through the sweaty, pinkish-red hair. “You both are strong.”

Yuyui smiles up at him tiredly and nods. “Yeah, we are. He's going to come out a fight like his daddy is.” He places a hand on his belly. “Just like his daddy, my little hero.”

Bakugou smiles, “Yeah.”

Bakugou smiles down at the small sleeping baby cradled in his arms. A messy tuff of strawberry red and blonde popping out from under the blue and pink blanket the tiny baby boy is bundled up in. Looking up at All Might standing next to him, his parents having gone out to get them some food. The small smile plastered on his face nothing more than genuine.

“You seem pretty proud.” Bakugou nods at his teachers, looking back down at his new born son. “I'm proud of you too, my boy.” All Might walks towards the window, seeing news vans and reports still standing outside to see why there was an ambulance at UA. “We'll take you two back to the school as soon as the reporters leave the area. I asked your parents to get you two some new clothes so no one recognizes you.” He tells the usually angry blonde, taking the chair bear by and sitting down, checking his phone after hearing a soft ping. “Young Midoriya says that he and some of the others will be coming by to see you two and the baby.”

“Okay, tell him to make sure they keep their mouths shut about him.” Bakugou says, quiet but angry. “Those damn reports don't need to know shit about Reggie.”

“Reggie? That's the name you've decided on?” All Might looks at the other with slight surprise. Bakugou nods. “When did you guys decide that? I don't recall you ever talking about it before.”

Bakugou shrugs, “It was a week or two ago. I guess he'd been looking through a lot of websites and books and didn't find anything interesting until he stumbled upon Reggie.” Bakugou explains, gently rubbing his baby's cheek with his knuckle.

All Might nods, looking out the window once more, spotting the small group of friends struggling to get through all the reporters. “How long has young Yuyui been asleep?”

“An hour at most. Why?”

“The others are just barely getting through the reporters right now.”

Bakugou nods and looks up at the sleeping face of his lover, “We'll let him sleep until they get here. It'll probably take a bit.” All Might nods in agreement.

It took the small group of heroes in training to finally get into the hospital and to their room a little longer than they thought it would. Walking through the door to their room quietly when Midoriya shushed them after walking through the first. Bakugou doesn't even look their way, just keeping his eyes on the waking infant in his arms. Midoriya smiled gently at the sight, finding it nice that Bakugou is so soft with the little one in his arms.

All Might stands and gently wakes Yuyui, knowing that he'd like to see his friends. “C'mon, son, your friends are here to see you.”

Yuyui groans quietly, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he looks over at the group surrounding Bakugou and little Reggie, the group consisting of Midoriya, Kirishima, Todoroki, Uraraka, Iida, and even Hitoshi. Yuyui gave them all a tired smile. “Hey guys.”

“Hey, how are you? Everything okay?” Uraraka asks.

The pinkish-red haired boy nods, “Yeah, it was difficult, but everything went fine. The doctors said they were shocked at how well everything went.”

All Might gives a bit of a nervous nod. “Yes, it was quite surprising that there were no complications. But, it's also a really big relief. We wouldn't want anything bad to happen, or to cause suspicion among others.” They all nod.

Midoriya moves closer to the couple, looking over Bakugou’s shoulder to see the new infant. “Wow, he looks a lot like you, Kacchan.”

“Yeah, just with more colorful hair and purple eyes.” Kirishima commented, smiling down at the little Reggie as he stared back with a little bit off a confused gaze. “What kind of quirk do you think he’ll get? If he gets a quirk that is.”

Yuyui shrugs, “It’d be interesting if he takes after Katsuki and gains a similar quirk. But, no matter what, I won’t care much as long as he knows how to use it properly and doesn’t hurt himself too badly. And if he turned out to be quirkless, we wouldn’t care much because he’d still our child and always will be.” Yuyui smiles softly at Bakugou.

         Yuyui and Bakugou watch All Might and Aizawa from their dorm window as the two teachers talk to some reporters that had spotted them outside of the school. Yuyui looked up at his lover with concern in his eyes. “Do you think they saw Reggie?” The smaller of the two asks.

         The blonde shakes his head, “No, they wouldn’t be trying to get a look inside the school if they saw Reggie. They definitely saw that we were hiding something.” He huffs and turn to look down into the concerned purple eyes, then looking over at the small baby’s crib sitting next to their bed. “I won’t let them do anything to hurt Reggie in anyway, I promise.” He wraps his arms around the other’s smaller waist. “I’ll never let anyone touch a hair on either of your heads’. I’ll fucking blow their faces up is they so much as try. I love you, both of you.”

         “And we love you too.” They hold each other tightly, lovingly, knowing that they can make it through this together.

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Some days I'm tired

Some days I'm excited

Some days I just don't care

But there is someone that's always there when I need them

They wait for me patiently

They offer to let me sleep

They share my excitement

They understand

Do you know how that is?

Do you understand how difficult that is to comprehend?

Do you get how it feels to have someone for once?

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Yobble yobble

My friend misreading the "gobble gobble" my other friend wrote on a whiteboard

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A picture of me a few months ago. Before I started dressing more masculine.

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