#and then talking like a married couple worried about their sad kids

[jvlianbashir]

jake canonically going to their little railing over the promenade almost every day because he misses nog when nog is away at the academy. tearing up. crying. sniffling.

[angelltheninth]

breeding kink with jing yuan or welt please? 👉👈

Hell yes! Perfect! Although I already wrote it for Welt so this will be only Jing Yuan.

Pairing: Jing Yuan x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, breeding kink, pregnancy mention, desk sex, office sex, dirty talk, married couple, creampie

A/N: I have so many thoughts about Jing Yuan, its hard to get them all in order.

Jing Yuan loves seeing you overflowing with his seed, which is why one of his favorite positions is you bent over his desk in his office, panties around your ankles to catch any cum that falls down. He was wild in bed before but ever since you've gotten married he hasn't stopped trying to get you pregnant, might take a few tries but don't worry, he's never one to give up.

"It's okay darling, we'll keep this up for as long as it takes. I have no problem staying in that warm hole of yours all day if needed. Work? No, nothing is more important then giving you the kids that you want. You ready? Here it comes, take it all okay? Fuck... feels like... you're trying to get every drop. Good, good, take it, be my greedy slut."

You get frustrated a lot when you see how much of his cum flows out as opposed to stays inside you so you reach down and start fingering it back inside. Jing Yuan kisses your back while you do so, his hand working his cock up to full hardness once more.

"Don't be sad, I've got lots more for you, I'll make sure you have as much of my seed as possible you hear? Baby, shh, no need for those whimpers. I know, I know you feel empty, I'll give you my cock again soon. I won't leave this office without making sure your womb took my cum. I can't wait to see your belly grow round, can't wait to touch it, to feel the baby kicking."

He doesn't care how many days he has to have you in his office or his bed like this, all he wants is to breed you thoroughly, be balls deep inside you as your pussy tightens and loosens around him for the hundredth time. He starts to not even want to pull out, keeping his soft cock in there until its hardened again by the subtle twitches and spasms of your pussy walls, keeping more cum inside that way too.

"Again. Fuck, lets go again. I'm not stopping, not now, I'll fuck my heir into that pretty belly of yours. Just wait until I get hard again. Hm? More then one? Oh you thought I would stop at one? Sweetheart, if I could breed you all the time I would. Sadly that wouldn't be good for you, so how many do you want? I was thinking three kids at least."

[yu-huuuu]

Could I have an imagine/a little scenario of Madara, Itachi, Sasuke and Hashirama explaining to his son that his wife is pregnant again and that he'll have a little sibling soon? Thank you! I hope I'm not bothering 😅

[ 🌸 ] these four give me vibes of being mayhem with a little kid around them… pfff-

characters: madara uchiha;; itachi uchiha;; sasuke uchiha;; hashirama senju;; some character mentions

genre: fluff;; lovely-family comedy;; sad moments?

warnings: none;; grown men trying to explain to a child where babies come from (it goes wrong);; pregnant reader;; is a happily married couple a warning?

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𝑺𝑼𝑴𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀: 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵

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madara uchiha

*welcome to see the scariest man in the ninja world being a puddle of nerves with his son.

*He does not know how to explain this topic to the child 💀

*The only reason he does it is that you talked him into it.

*And he, being the good husband that he was, succumbed to your wishes lmao

"But darling, I don't know how to explain this to our son-"

"You will do a good job, love, besides, who would be the best to explain this than you?"

*Letting out a dramatic sigh, your imposing husband - who didn't look so imposing now - sat down with his boy, and spoke

"You're going to be a big brother"

*He would try to explain your pregnancy situation to the best of his ability to his four-year-old son.

*What it entails, the burden your body will carry. How in your precious womb you carry his son, his beloved youngest son, who will be born in a few months.

*But, despite everything- it fails miserably.

*Your son, oh, your precious and clearly confused son, innocently asked his dad, “But daddy, how did mommy get pregnant?”

*Madara.exe has stopped working- Seriously, the question leaves him paralyzed for a full minute.

*You think he just stopped breathing because he just doesn't move anymore.

*But no- there's nothing to worry about… he just doesn't know how to function anymore.

*His mind went blank, and he forgot the steps to follow to exist.

*He's had his Windows reset, just give him a moment- and yes, he'll be fine, I promise.

*When he comes to, he gives you a 'helping' look as he adorably babbles nonsense.

“I-…uhhh well I…”, he tries to speak as you try not to laugh at his unfavorable situation. How could you avoid it? The only times he's been like this is only when you annoy him-also when more racy things happen, and you're the dominant one... but that's a topic for another day-

*But seriously, help him or send help please... He's going to collapse at any moment, pfff-

*Also remembering his younger brother, Izuna. But he trusts that his son will not make the same mistake that he did, which was not protecting his younger brother.

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itachi uchiha

*Actually, it happened unexpectedly.

*You had not yet told your son about your pregnancy.

*And One night you were having a hard time with the terrible vomiting of pregnancy. And Itachi, like the loving and protective husband that he is, was by your side comforting you and holding your hair so it wouldn't get in your way. Your beloved partner was so focused on you that he did not notice that his son was at the entrance of the bathroom door watching what was happening.

*He only became aware of his son's presence when he helped you up because your body had been very weak.

*He could see the worry and fear in his son's eyes, the little boy was worried about you, his loving mother.

*After helping you get clean, he took you to your shared room to tuck you into the soft bed, after making sure you were comfortable and that you were asleep, he went to where his son was. When he approached his son Itachi's heart ached, his child looked like he was about to cry. With quick steps he approached the small body of him to hug him.

*With a trembling voice, his son, soon to be five, asked, "Daddy, is Mommy going to die?"

*Itachi had to hold back the amused smile that was about to appear on his face. After all his son was genuinely worried about you, he had to calm down those worries first, and then the next morning he could tell you and laugh along with you about his son's innocent question.

*Stroking the soft hair of his son, he spoke, "Your mommy will be fine, little one, it's just that she's pregnant."

*And congratulation's! You now have two official bodyguards; your loving husband and son.

*"I'll protect you mommy!" //Itachi supporting from the back//

*Rather, you and itachi protect him, but- don't tell him, okay? Your baby is proud and Itachi only feeds your son's pride lmao

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sasuke uchiha

*He is proud and happy to have another child (he vaguely wants it to be a girl)

*Since he wants to break the news to the boy, he tries to mentally prepare himself to explain to his son about your situation (you support him deep down).

*When he feels ready, he goes to where his son is and sits next to him.

*He starts off softly preparing the boy for the big reveal.

“Have you ever… wanted to be a big brother?”

*The question brings out everything his son has imagined, when he thinks about what he would be like as a big brother.

*How he would always protect his little brother or sister, how he would play with him or her and how he would always be there for them.

*Vaguely, his own son reminds him of Itachi, his beloved older brother now deceased. And Sasuke remembering his family again wonders if his father and his brother had this talk before he was born.

*He swallows the urge to cry just remembering Itachi again.

*but, he is happy just thinking that his son will be a good big brother, just like his uncle.

*And Sasuke knows that, if one day he and his beloved wife are no longer in this world, his eldest son will take care of the youngest… just as itachi took care of him.

"You're going to be a big brother"

*Yes… his son is going to be a good big brother.

*And that same afternoon a happy Sasuke, but a little sad, returned to your arms along with his son, very excited who kept asking you about your little belly.

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hashirama senju

*He's nervous, you'd think it's just because of your pregnancy

*but it's not like that

*is he nervous?, yes

*but he's scared too, you know?

*His father was not the best father figure, he was not a good husband either

*and you would really think that being the head of the village he would be sensible regardless, but no.

*He's just afraid of becoming like his father, he's afraid of hurting you one day and hurting his children.

*And even though you're always reassuring him that he'll be a good husband, there's still that little pressure on his chest of fear.

*But surprisingly, he gets up and talks to his son.

*He knows that if one day the fear of becoming like his father comes true, his eldest son will be able to protect you from him.

*According to him, he is avoiding catastrophes… pfff-

*His son, seeing his not so animated state, asks him what he has, and despite only being five years old, your husband tells him about his fears.

*And the child in his innocent little head assures him that he would never be a monster, he could never be like that, because he is his precious daddy.

*the one who always tells bad jokes and makes his beloved mother laugh.

*Your husband, being the sentimental man he is- cries, cries like when you said the same thing to him the first time while he hugs his son.

*When the hugs end and the thoughts and fears leave Hashirama he can rest in peace. He no longer sees himself as someone who will be bad one day.

*And most importantly, if he ever disappears or dies, he knows that his older son will protect you and his younger brother.

[whateversawesome]

Let’s talk about SxF Chapter 82

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; even though Yor is currently not involved in the confrontation between the SSS and WISE, this arc is about Twiyor marriage.

Somehow, it seems like they are in each other’s mind. Just take a look...

To me, this small panel is probably the most important in the chapter: Twilight the master of disguise, best spy ever, WAVERS (!!!)

In addition to quivering, WAVER also means to become unsteady, unreliable, and undecided. A spy should never waver, it could cost him his life. So, why did the best spy of the West hesitate?

The reason is very clear to me. He has something on his mind...someone...😉

Remember what he said when Yor kicked him on the chin?

We saw his dangerous assassin mode. He was ready to defend himself from the SSS agent, but then he saw Yuri instead. It’s funny that he called him by his full name: Yuri Briar, just like he did a couple of chapters before, when he was apologizing to his wife. It was almost as a reminder of certain other Briar (aka Mrs. Forger).

Twilight had the opportunity to shoot and kill Yuri. He’s more experienced than him, he’s been in dangerous situations and killed before. But upon seeing his face, a last minute decision halted his most basic spy instincts:

Yuri is his enemy, but he’s also family. (Btw, Yuri looks like a kid here).

Twilight has surely heard from his wife all the love and effort she put on raising her brother. For a long time Yuri was her only family and she married him to avoid worrying him. He KNOWS how much Yuri means to Yor.

That last minute decision wasn’t that last minute at all. Even though he won’t admit it, he’d rather die before hurting his wife. AND he did promise he would never make her suffer that way again (even though he had no clue what she was talking about 😂)

Now, about Yor. To be honest, I thought that she would probably forget about the gripe, but thinking it through, those infidelity allegations are not so easily brushed off. It’s not like Loid has shown her he loves her explicitly and he is out all the time. (I think she misses him 💕 Look at those sad eyes!!)

In theory, Yor shouldn’t worry about this, since this is a fake marriage, right? The thing is Yor doesn’t see it as a fake marriage anymore. That’s why she wants to have gripes and welcome home kisses. She wants a normal marriage.

It was beautiful and heartbreaking to see her in the last panel. It meant so much, because right at that moment (probably) her husband was getting hurt. In marriage there’s a constant connection, especially when two people are in love (and these two are deeply in love).

I posted this before, but I’ll write it again, in case you didn’t see it:

This is marriage. 

When you hurt, I hurt. 

When you bleed, I bleed.

That blood wasn’t Yor’s. Since she mentions her husband and she's thinking about him, I think that last panel is Twilight’s blood.

Bonus: Yor doesn’t think about Yuri (who she raised like her kid) or Anya (who is her kid). She thinks about her husband!! I think she's finally stepping out of the role of mom to step into the role of wife/adult woman. In other words, Your honor, she’s in love 💖

Now, questions: Did Twilight get killed? No, I don’t think so. Severely injured? Maybe. But I believe it won’t be too severe, because he still has to confront Wheeler unless...(here comes the crazy theory): Who was Wheeler talking on the phone?

He didn’t show up at the appointment with the SSS. We don’t know where he is. So the crazy theory is that he could be involved with the Garden. Honestly, it’s a long shot. Unlikely, but it would also be a huge twist and you know l LOVE twists 😏

It could also fit, because if Twilight is injured and has to be pulled from the mission, WISE doesn’t stand a chance. AND it would leave Wheeler to appear at a later arc, now involved with the Garden and maybe our dear Thorn Princess (maybe, jealous Loid arc?) Unlikely, but fun it’s fun to dream.

My two cents: 

Twilight is the one who got shot, but is not deadly injured. He may actually have to go home early! 

Probably there will still be an encounter with Wheeler, but let’s hope he doesn’t have to fight him. Things are still very much in the air with Wheeler, so let’s just wait and see.

The arc is still very incomplete and could take a turn in any direction. I know a lot of you want some action/fighting between Twilight and Wheeler, but I would be happy if Mr. Spy just went home early to be with his wife and this turned into a complete Twiyor arc. We’ll see.

One last word about Yuri. Now, I think he’ll be the one who discovers Twilight’s identity. That kid is smart and if he starts putting the pieces together, he may end up discovering everything. This confrontation is one big piece and I’d like to believe that Twilight not killing Yuri will be a deciding factor in the end. I’ve said it before, at some point Yuri is going to have to choose between duty and his family and I believe he will choose his family (at a great personal cost).

But not only that, last time Twilight chose not to kill an enemy, something good has happened: When he spared Franky he began a transformation and stared working for peace. What will happen now that he chose not to kill another enemy? My guess is that he’ll become more human and it’ll have to do with Yor. 

Something tells me this is one of those chapters that will be VERY important in the future. So let’s keep an eye on it.

[gatitties]

Hello!!! Can I ask you something?

I wanted to ask for a super cute Scenario or headcanons, where in One Piece's AU, Shanks is a businessman who has a very good salary and is married to YN who is a super kind and attentive housewife who treats Shanks like a king, because he always is working and always getting very tired from work and still pleases YN with gifts and taking her out on days off, they don't necessarily have kids, that's you decision

shanks wants his wife to be the happiest wife in the world!!!

─Shanks x wife!reader

─Summary: it doesn't seem like you can get a second of rest, but your husband surprises you with some gifts.

─Warnings: modernAU

this is so cute hjhsajh 😳

You narrowed your eyes as you saw the vase slightly further to the right, moving it a couple of centimeters so that it was exactly in the right spot, in the same place you put it every day after doing a big cleaning of the house.

You sat on the neat couch, scanning the living room for anything still missing out of place, smiling at your good work, although the smile soon disappeared when a slight back pain broke your good mood bubble, the pain had intensified lately since Shanks had some meetings in his personal study, so you did your best to make everything as organized and clean as usual.

It was a bit sad since he spent many hours busy, although he always made up for it on the weekends when he had his days off, however the company had to resolve some issues regarding some clients and employees, collections, payroll, settlements… there were always months filled with a lot of work and you both ended up so exhausted that you didn't even have a single moment to talk for days.

Today seemed like it was going to be one of those days where you were waiting with a glass of wine, eating dinner alone in the kitchen, you knew that if Shanks hadn't arrived by a certain time, you shouldn't make dinner for two, and you were about to get to cook, you only managed to cut a couple of onions when you screamed when you felt a strong arm lift you slightly from the ground, your shock faded when you felt the redhead's presence.

"I thought you wouldn't come today."

"Surprise!"

He joined his lips with yours sweetly, when he put you back on the ground, he left for a second to return with a small bouquet of roses and a wrapped box, you frowned strangely at the detail, Shanks was not a person who usually did gifts like that, yes, he would buy you things, but he would just arrive and give it to you unwrapped or he would just ask you if you want that thing directly.

"What is this? Oh don't tell me I forgot about our anniversary or-"

Your worried tone and nervousness for having forgotten some important date was cut by the man's lips, who left a trail of short kisses all over your face, making you laugh like a fool in love, he smiled at this.

"No, I'm the most likely to forget that kind of thing love, it's just a gift! Can't I spoil you a little? I know how much it costs to maintain a home, plus your sore muscles..."

He took your hands in his, rubbing circles with his thumb on your knuckles, you melted under his touch, pulling him to your body to sink into a comfortable embrace, you breathed in his scent slowly, burying your face in his shoulder, he let you hold the position. As long as you needed, Shanks didn't care if you spent hours hugging him, he would enjoy every second of contact. You pulled away a couple of minutes later, turning your attention now to the box he had left on the kitchen counter earlier next to the roses, curious about its contents, he urged you to open it, even he seeming more excited than you by the gift.

"Oh… how did you know this was what I wanted? I don't remember telling you about it yet."

Although both you and Shanks used to share certain things that you needed or would like to have for possible birthday, anniversary or Christmas gifts… you still hadn't had the opportunity to tell him that this was what you were thinking of buying as a self-gift for your next birthday.

"A husband's intuition never fails, and look, there are more things!"

Looking at the bottom of the box you pulled out two stiff papers that seemed to be hidden, a silly smile decorating your lips as you read them.

"Spa and massage session for two?"

He raised and lowered his eyebrows with a mischievous smile, you laughed, hitting his shoulder, hugging him again as a way of thanking him, you felt a little bad for not having a gift for him right now, since you weren't the only one who needed a break from time to time from work, but you made a mental note to look for something that he might like.

[capybaracorn]

‘Mama we’re dying’: Only able to hear her kids in Gaza in their final days

Hanan and Mazen were stuck in the West Bank. Their kids were in Gaza, where they were killed by Israeli bombs.

Hann and Mazen at Fadi's bedside [Mosab Shawer/Al Jazeera]

(April 16th 2024)

Bethlehem, occupied West Bank – Hanan al-Qeeq sits next to a hospital bed in Beit Jala Hospital, her sad, pale face seconds away from tears at all times, even when she tries to muster up a smile of greeting.

Sitting beside the exhausted woman is her husband, Mazen, 56, a Gaza Ministry of Education employee who left his work to come to the occupied West Bank, where their son Fadi is being treated.

Fifty-year-old Hanan says she carries a heavy burden. As she and Mazen kept their vigil by Fadi’s bedside, praying for his healing, Israel’s war on Gaza took four of their other children from them.

“What can I say beyond what happened?” said Mazen, who did not want to, or perhaps could not, speak more.

The couple had seven children.

Four daughters: Iman, 31, who is married and lives in Canada, Malaka, 24, Nuran, 23, and Tala, 15.

Three sons: Fayez, 33, who is married and lives in the United States, Fadi, 30, and Muhammad Awad, 17.

Now they have three children: Fadi, Fayez, and Iman.

Because Malaka, Nuran, Muhammad Awad and Tala had to stay behind when Hanan and Mazen left Gaza for Fadi’s medical care and they were killed when Israel bombed the shelter they were hiding in.

Remembrance of those lost

Hanan scrolls through photos of her children on her phone, something she does with a sad familiarity as she talks about them.

Hanan shows a photo of Nuran on her phone [Mosab Shawer/Al Jazeera]

“Malaka was sweet and generous, always ready to help out. Nuran loved everyone, loved life, and was loved in return, especially by her fiance in Morocco … they were going to get married after Eid al-Adha.”

As for Tala, their mother said, “I likened her to the Virgin Mary, so calm and soft, a real princess. And Muhammad Awad, he worked so hard. He had a note up by his desk reminding himself: ‘I want to get 97 percent in the high school exams so my dad is happy and I can study engineering overseas.’”

Their bustling, content family life came to a screeching halt last April when Fadi plunged five storeys while at work plastering the exterior of a building. He became quadriplegic.

Mazen initially accompanied Fadi to Haifa for treatment. He has since been moved from hospital to hospital.

It took months before Hanan was able to join them; by then the treatment was taking place at Tel Aviv’s Reuth Hospital. Hanan was meant to stay with Fadi while Mazen returned to Gaza, but she was worried about Fadi and intimidated by dealing with the Israeli hospital system, so she asked him to stay.

Little did she know, she said, that by asking him to stay, she would save his life.

The war begins

When Israel’s war on Gaza began in October, the distraught parents were still trying to find the treatment Fadi needed. He had been transferred from Haifa to Tel HaShomer Hospital in Tel Aviv, where he received some surgeries, but they were thrown out because they could not afford to complete the treatment there.

Hanan spoke to her children as often as she could, listening to them as they trembled on the phone in fear, and listening to their screams whenever a projectile landed nearby.

“They would cry on the phone: ‘Mama, we’re dying,’” she said.

“I would try to reassure them to tell that it would be over in a few days, like the wars before it did. ‘No harm or danger will befall you,’ I told them,” she said, scrubbing tears away from her eyes.

A week after the war started, Hanan’s fear for her children grew and she emailed her sisters to ask them to take care of them, writing: “My daughters’ lives are in your hands. Take care of them.”

Her older sister, who goes by Umm Fadi, sent a car to take the children from Remal in north Gaza to her house in Tal al-Hawa in the southwest.

Hanan wheels Fadi into his hospital room [Mosab Shawer/Al Jazeera]

By then, Hanan’s appeals to Palestinian officials and the community were working and she managed to get the Palestinian Authority to take on Fadi’s treatment expenses and got him admitted to a hospital in Bethlehem by October 20.

The children stayed at their aunt’s house for nearly a month, till the Israeli army stormed the neighbourhood and they fled to az-Zawayda with everyone who was in the house: their aunt, her sons with their wives, her daughters with their husbands, and all their children.

On December 13, Fadi underwent surgery at the Istishari Hospital in Ramallah before being transferred to Beit Jala Hospital in Bethlehem, where he is still being treated.

Throughout, Hanan and Mazen were sleeping in hospital wards and eating whatever the hospital gave them until the people of Bethlehem learned of their plight.

A community member gave them a furnished house, the couple recounted, and told them that the house was theirs for the duration of Fadi’s treatment. “We found safety among our people,” Hanan said.

While Hanan in Bethlehem worried about her children left behind in Gaza, they worried about their parents and asked about their brother Fadi’s health every time they spoke.

Hanan’s sister and the 29 people she was with – including Hanan’s children – were heading back to her home in Tal al-Hawa after hearing the Israeli army had withdrawn. So extensive was the damage they left behind that the group had a hard time finding their way back to the house, the children told her on the phone.

Hanan holds up a photo of Fadi before his accident to compare with how he looks now [Mosab Shawer/Al Jazeera]

Just weeks later, the Israeli army pounced again, sending the family fleeing to Jalaa, then Remal, and back to Jalaa, where they ended up sheltering with 200 people in a school building. But the group continued to move from place to place as they sought safety, until one day Hanan heard that 16 relatives had been killed in an Israeli attack in Jalaa.

Hanan hung on to the other end of the phone, sick with worry. She nearly lost her mind when the children’s phones were off, but she heard from her niece Sahar that all was well and eventually the surviving family was able to leave once again to Tal al-Hawa.

“Imagine what it was like,” Hanan said, scrolling sadly through the photos, “to have Malaka tell me: ‘Mama, we will be martyred. Don’t cry if that happens. I would rather that than us be paralysed or lose our limbs.’”

Then she lost touch with them for days, maybe a week. Hanan lost count as she desperately tried to get through to anyone who might know what was happening. On the last night of her search, she did not sleep, up all night sending message after message to Malaka.

Hanan and Mazen had reached out to the ICRC and the Palestine Red Crescent Society, begging them to go to the house and check on the children. But Hanan did not realise that they had an answer until she walked into Fadi’s hospital room one day and saw a group of doctors and staff waiting for her.

One of the women in the group started gently asking her questions, but something told her there was another reason for their presence.

“I asked: ‘Have you received anything? My children, has something happened to them? Were they martyred?’

“I saw tears in their eyes, and one of them answered, she was wearing a Red Crescent uniform: ‘I would have loved to tell you that they weren’t martyred, but this is God’s will.’

The emergency services had finally gotten to the house on December 21, 2023, to find that everyone there had been killed about three days prior.

“I stood there in the middle of the room, begging them: ‘OK, tell me, who was martyred? Who’s still alive? Malaka? Tutu [Tala]? Muhammad?’

“She replied that everyone had been martyred, that they had been found under the rubble.

“I started screaming, just screaming, until I collapsed in their midst.”

Hanan had been working on getting the family out of Gaza before Fadi’s accident. Painstakingly, she got the children’s passports and was waiting for the war to stop so they could travel, but it was all in vain now.

“My children … my children! They were waiting for their brother Fadi to recover and for us to return,” she wept.

Now, she does not want to return to Gaza at all.

“No, I have neither people nor stones left there. The house has collapsed and my children have been martyred. To whom will I return?

“Everyone has gone and my children [and] my sister have been martyred, so many of my relatives.”

[theworldofotps]

Eight Months Ago

Pairing: HOOK x Reader Word Counter: 5242 Description: Eight months ago Tyler did one of the hardest things he’s ever done.

Slight angst(?), fluff, little hints of smut and some sad (sorta?)

A massive thank you @omg-im-such-a-masochist babes your support, ideas and just everything is always so appreciated. This wouldn’t have been possible or turned out the way it did without your help. Love youuu xx

I really hope you guys enjoy this it’s a little long x (I also hope it makes sense because I’ve edited it so many damn times) _________ Tag list:

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“Who is it?”

“Your father.”

“..Come on in.”

Pushing the door open, Taz closed it behind him and leaned against the wall his arms crossed as he eyed his son. Tyler was laid out on the couch, an arm covering his eyes and the other lying across his stomach, he hadn’t even changed out of his gear yet.

“Sit up we need to have a talk.”

“Can’t this wait till later?”

“No, no it can’t.”

Waiting until he was sat up and his attention was focused on his dad, Taz sat on the only other chair in the room. Rubbing his hand over his chin he took the time to really look at his kid, he had dark circles under his eyes. His hair was even wilder than usual and not because of having just finished a match. Taz had started to notice the slight differences in him, and to be frank he was getting worried.

“Look son.”

Taz started slowly trying to figure out the best way to go about this situation, he figured coming right out was best.

“I don’t know what’s been going on lately, but we really need to discuss whatever it is that has you feeling or acting the way you’ve been.”

“Nothing is going on I’m just a little tired.”

“That’s bullshit and we both know it come on Ty I wasn’t born yesterday; you know you can talk to me about anything. But for the last couple of months, you haven’t been yourself. You show up late for training, you hardly return any calls to anybody or when the guys invite you out you always decline. Your matches are still amazing, it seems the only time you’re really yourself is when you’re in the ring. Maybe it’s because it comes like second nature I don’t know. But what I do know is something ain’t right and it seems like it hasn’t been for a while.”

“I’m fine dad really just a lot on my mind but it’s nothing. We’ve been traveling a lot and it’s finally catching up.”

Taz eyed him for a few minutes then spoke once again this time with more caution.

“How long has it been since Double or Nothing?”

“Eight months give or take.”

Nodding, he stood and walked over patting his shoulder then made his way over to the door Taz knew his gut feeling was probably right.

“Well, if you do want to talk, I’m here remember that please.”

“I will dad thanks.”

Tyler said and flopped back down on the couch resuming his previous position, Taz watched him for another moment before leaving the room. Pulling out his phone he scrolled to the bottom of his contacts and hovered over the call button before clicking dial. Listening to it ring he walked away from Tyler’s locker room and headed for the parking lot. This was a long shot but like he’d told Tyler, he knew his kid and he’d bet money that the thing making him behave this way would be on the other end of the phone call.

“Taz?”

“Hey firefly it’s good to hear from you again, listen I know it’s been a while since we chatted last, but I really need your help.?

*Eight months ago*

“Ty wait stop you’re going to drop me!”

Taz followed the sound of laughter and made his way to where the ring was being set up. Chuckling, he crossed his arms watching as Tyler carried Y/n around the barricade that was set up.

“Oh, come on you know I’d never drop you baby just hold on tight.”

Tyler chuckled back to her as he walked around a barricade and then started jumping up the stairs. The sound of Y/n’s screams being muffled as she pressed her face against his shoulder. 

“Be careful Tyler you have a match tomorrow last thing we need is you getting injured because you tripped going up the stairs. And we don’t want y/n getting hurt either.”

Taz called out and made his way down the ramp towards the ring, Tyler huffed but turned and walked back down the steps. Y/n still held tightly on his back as they made their way over to stand with him.

“I wouldn’t drop my girl she’s safe as could be.”

“Not the point son.”

“Thank you, Taz.”

Y/n said slipping off Tyler’s back and adjusting the HOOK shirt she was wearing a grin on her face.

“You’re welcome, you two look just the way you did when you were fifteen and making your way around the arenas waiting for me to finish a match.”

“Except this time, she’s mine and I don’t have to worry about her leaving me for an older man.”

Tyler teased causing Y/n to gasp shoving his shoulder as she crossed her arms.

“I didn’t leave you for another man I just wanted an autograph from Stone Cold and you were busy munching your chips while sucking your juice box.”

Y/n said as Tyler took her hand kissing the back of it lightly then kissed her lips chuckling afterwards.

“When I found her, she was busy drooling over him clutching the photo to her chest listening to him ramble about whatever.”

“I was not drooling!”

“Okay children okay it’s getting late Tyler needs to get some rest for the show tomorrow you can argue about this another time. Head back to the hotel and no funny business I mean it he needs to get a good night sleep.”

“Yes dad.”

Taz watched as the two walked off whispering and giggling as they went, he loved seeing his son so happy and the fact it was with someone who was already treated like family because of his connection with her uncle was just the cherry on top.

*Present* Pushing the hotel room door open Tyler threw his bag on the floor and made his way over for a quick shower. He was ready to just get clean and lay in his bed the exhaustion from his match was finally settling in. He was more than glad he didn’t have anything to do tomorrow so he could just keep to himself. Digging through his bag for a clean pair of pajama bottoms he walked into the bathroom showering and getting ready for bed. Plugging his phone in, he shut the light off, laying down on the bed and waited for his vision to get adjusted to the dark.

He still wasn’t completely used to sleeping by himself even after eight months alone, the bed always seemed much colder without her there. Tyler couldn’t help but shut his eyes tightly, the image of her drifted through his mind as it did almost every night. He couldn’t help playing that last scene back repeatedly like he always did. Sure, he may have been the one to bring this all upon himself, sure he knew that he could have gone about things a different way. But it was too late to try and change the past, now all he could do was unwillingly dwell on it.

*Eight months ago* Tyler rubbed a hand over his face as he sat on the bed, he was supposed to be resting up but he couldn’t help it. What he was about to do was making it impossible for him to go to sleep. Hopefully once it was finished, he’d be able to just push everything off and maybe things would go back to semi normal.

“Hi babe, I’m back sorry it took so long but Renee wanted help deciding on some outfits for the show next week.”

Y/n called out as she closed the hotel door behind her, making her way to the bedroom after removing her coat and shoes. Spotting Tyler she frowned softly and made her way over to the bed slowly.

“Hey are you okay?”

Tyler shook his head and got off the bed. He needed to have a little space between them before he did this. Swallowing back the nervousness he took a moment to collect himself, letting a neutral bored look settle on his features then turned back to her. Y/n the girl who meant more to him then anyone else, his light in this fucked world. They’d known each other all their lives and yet over the course of the time they were dating, his feelings hit fast.

“Look I know this is sudden and out of nowhere but I just I don’t think this is going to work out anymore. And by this, I mean us. I’ve given it some thought and there’s not really any point in letting it drag on. It’s better if we just end on good terms as friends or whatever.”

Tyler glanced over, seeing the shock on her face and the tears welling up in her eyes as he spoke. He knew this was going to devastate her, but he needed out. He couldn’t handle all this emotion and feeling, everything else that came with having a serious stable relationship.

Y/n stared at him and swallowed the lump in her throat as she tried to process everything he was saying. He was right this had come out of nowhere, she thought that they were doing amazing at the present time in their relationship. Sure, they had spats like every couple, but they always managed to work through them in the end.

“Where is this coming from? We’ve been together for nearly eight months. What changed, what went wrong? What did I do to make you feel like you needed to end this?”

“You didn’t do anything there’s no point trying to explain it I just know that it’s best to end things where they are before one of us ends up getting hurt…worse.”

“I thought you loved me. How can you say you love someone then go and do this without giving me a real reason as to why. I don’t want to lose you Ty please baby there has to be something we can do to work this out.”

“We’ll always be friends you won’t lose me completely this is just for the best; I do love you Y/n..in a way but I just know we can’t continue this it has to be over. I got you another room, so you don’t have to go to the airport this late.”

Grabbing the new key, he held it out looking at the wall to avoid watching the tears that were sliding down her cheeks. Tyler knew she was hurting but he couldn’t let this relationship go on and it was best that she hated him for now then for things to continue as they were. In the end he was worried about breaking her even worse.

Sniffling Y/n stood up and quickly went about gathering her stuff, Tyler watched her pack everything. His heart felt like it was going to pound out of his chest. He wanted more than anything to stop her, but he knew he couldn’t. When she had everything, she went to the door stopping with her hand on the knob just hoping he would change his mind. Sure, she could yell and scream but the thing she wanted most was for him to be happy. And if ending their relationship was going to make him happy then she wasn’t going to stop that. Walking out she closed the door behind her, leaving Tyler alone with the memories and a empty feeling in his chest.

*Present* Y/n stared at the tickets that laid on the table in front of her in an envelope. After the call she received from Taz a few days ago she was dumbfounded. She couldn’t understand why he would want her to fly all the way out to Chicago because Tyler wasn’t acting himself. She hadn’t seen or spoken to him since the night she left his hotel room. After having her cousin grab the few things, she had at his apartment she hadn’t had any contact with him. Of course, she had asked after him and even tried to send a text, but it failed to deliver.

Taz had told her he couldn’t figure out what else to do, Tyler wasn’t talking to him like he normally would. He wasn’t talking to anyone or being himself, and this was the last thing Taz could think of. Tyler and Y/n had been close as could be even before they dated so he was hoping that she could help. 

Honestly as much as she loved Taz and wanted to do this for him, she couldn’t just forget about all the hurt and anger she had felt at the way Tyler ended things between them. He couldn’t even be decent enough to give her a straight answer as to why he was breaking up with her. She’d spent weeks and months afterwards trying to think of what could have gone wrong and she kept coming up blank. 

“Tyler made his choice he obviously didn’t want me there anymore, he ended things between us why should I care if he isn’t acting right?”

Standing she felt all that old anger coming back to the surface as she stared down at those tickets.  “I really think he needs you Y/n”

Taz had told her; she had never heard that desperate tone in his voice before and knew that he must be really worried about Tyler.

“If he really needed me then he never should have left.”

Y/n turned her back on the envelope and made her way into the bathroom to have a hot bath. Maybe she would know what to tell Taz after spending some more time thinking. The flight was for tomorrow evening. Slipping into the hot bath y/n rested her head back on a towel, her eyes closing as the water gently swirled around her. She couldn’t help her mind wandering when she closed her eyes, thinking about Tyler brought back memories that she tried her hardest to keep buried in the back of her mind.

*A year ago* “Ty what if we get caught by someone?”

“We won’t baby, nobody ever comes down this it’s too far in the arena so we’re safe.”

Tyler whispered holding Y/n’s hand as they made their way down a dark hallway. He had just finished a match and despite still being in the arena; Tyler needed her now. He just couldn’t wait until they got back to the hotel. Stopping short Tyler turned pressing her against the wall, Y/n gasped at the contact of cold cement seeping through her shirt making her shiver as his warm body covered hers. Tyler’s lips met hers in a hungry kiss, his fingers pressing into the skin of her hips, Y/n let out a soft moan as he rocked into her. 

“Been thinking of doing this all-day angel ever since we got out of bed this morning.”

“Ty please I need.”

“Shh I know baby just be a good girl and wait. I’ll give you just what you need.”

He kissed across her jaw and down her neck, his hands slipping under her shirt touching as much skin as he could. Her nipples pebbled under his touch and soft moans fell from her lips as he worked them between his fingers. Tyler couldn’t help the smirk that covered his lips at the sounds she was making.

“As much as I love playing with your tits my dad will be looking for us soon.”

He chuckled softly before yanking her pants down to her knees a soft gasp falling from her.

“Fuck you’re already wet for me and I’ve barely done anything.”

He whispered in her ear as he rubbed her core through the new panties he just bought her. Y/n whimpered and whined as he pushed the fabric to the side. Pulling his own shorts down he fisted his cock stroking it a few times before slowly sliding into her. Y/n moaned head falling back as he laced their fingers together, rocking his hips forward.

“So, fucking tight.”

He hissed giving her just a few moments to adjust to his size before he pulled out thrusting back in.

“I love you Ty baby so much.”

Y/n cried out her legs wrapping around his waist as he moved in and out of her, Tyler’s eyes met hers a gleam of happiness in them.

“I love you too starfish, forever.”

*Present day* Wiping the tears away Y/n huffed and reached over grabbing her phone sending a quick message to Taz.

‘I’ll be there tomorrow evening.’ ~ Taz watched the flights flash across the board, she should be off the plane and walking over to the baggage claim any moment now.  Looking around Taz smiled mover making his way over when he finally spotted her, waiting till she grabbed her suitcase and turned around.

“Taz!”

“Hey firefly it’s so good to see you kiddo!”

Hugging her tightly he kissed the top of her head and grabbed her suitcase offering his arm for her as they made their way through the airport.

“Thanks again for coming Y/n I know that things haven’t been good between you twos but I’m worried and nothing else is working.”

“Are you sure he’s going to want to see me?”

“Honestly yes I do. You should have seen the way he was after you left, I don’t know why he ended things, but he was a mess afterwards. He doesn’t know that I heard him every time I passed his room or went to his door. I’ve told him more than once that breaking it off with you was stupid but he’s a grown ass adult. Here we go let’s get in and head for the arena he has a match tonight, so we’ll keep you hidden until afterwards.” 

“What are we going to do if he gets mad and tells me to leave?”

“If you knew how miserable he’s been for the last eight months or so especially these the last few weeks even. I think seeing you would be more than good for him even if he doesn’t want to admit it. Maybe the two of you could finally talk and you can find out why things ended the way they did. If he really doesn’t, well then you can explore Chicago for a few days before going home. Or there is a ticket for tomorrow.”

“Yeah, having some closure would be really nice if I’m honest.”

“Closure yeah.”

Taz nodded holding the door for her to get in the car and walked around getting in the driver side.  Nodding y/n went silent for a moment she had tried to figure out once again why he had left but she couldn’t and unless Tyler told her she would never know. That was another reason why she had eventually agreed to come all the way out here.

Taz really was hoping that this would be good on both ends for the two of them. Making the drive to the arena they talked about a bunch of different topics, the closer they got the more nervous Y/n became. Yes, she had always hoped to see Tyler again, but didn’t think she would. Y/n also hoped she’d be able to keep her cool when she seen him. But part of her couldn’t help arguing that he deserved her anger after all. 

Parking the car, they slipped in through a back door and made their way down a couple hallways. Opening a door that was labeled HOOK, Taz stepped inside setting her case down and stepped to the side so she could enter. 

“I have Tyler in my locker room for now he won’t be in here until after his match if you need me at all just send me a text. Here’s the remote, and this is the wifi password I’ll talk with you soon, sorry to rush but I need to get to commentary.”

Watching him leave, y/n looked around and sat down she couldn’t believe she was here again. Turning the tv on she searched for the channel that would play Dynamite. She hadn’t seen one of Tyler’s matches in a few months, so she was intrigued to see where his storyline was... 

When his music hit Y/n’s breath hitched as she waited and then there he was, Taz was right he wasn’t himself. The rest of the world may not be able to tell very well but she could she knew Tyler better than she did anyone. Or at least she had, that’s why she was hoping he would be willing to see her tonight. The expression on his face and the lifelessness in his eyes. Shaking her head Y/n focused her attention on the screen watching as the match played out he was still just as fantastic as he’d always been. 

“Come on Tyler.”

She whispered and smiled when he got the pin, Tyler stood up lifting his title then slipped out of the ring. 

‘He’s on his way back just give it a few moments, good luck kiddo text if you need something’

‘Okay thank you’

Putting her phone on silent Y/n stood up and took a few breaths to calm herself down as she waited. When the door handle turned, she prepared herself and watched the door swing inward. His head was down so he didn’t see her right away until she spoke.

“Hello Tyler.”

Tyler’s head shot up quickly, he blinked rubbing the back of his head okay he must have been hit in the head too many times. Either he was hallucinating or Y/n was actually right in front of him.

“Y/n? What are you? Is it really you? How are you in my dressing room? What are you doing here?”

“Your father got ahold of me he said you haven’t been yourself lately and was hoping I could help somehow.”

Y/n shrugged her shoulders biting her lip as she watched him the door finally shut closing them in together. 

“And you came here just for that? I didn’t think..I mean after everything I wouldn’t have expected you too.”

“Well, I hadn’t really planned on it at first but I was hoping for some closure but yeah, he said he thought you really needed me. And well I have some of my own reasons.”

Of course, it was his dad that got ahold of her, the thing he’d wanted to do for weeks and couldn’t bring himself to.

“What’s going on Ty, what’s the matter with you?”

Hearing that nickname sent a wave of sadness over him and a lump in his throat he had to swallow around. Tyler ran a hand through his hair, an action that was all too familiar to y/n he walked over until she was in arms reach. 

“Feels like everything is crumbling around me I can barely sleep; I just feel so lost and I can’t seem to catch a break mentally.”

He mumbled as his eyes ran over her features, he couldn’t believe that she was actually in front of him right now.

“Have you ever felt like everything around you was just fine? The world in your immediate vicinity is doing rather well.  But for you internally, mentally whatever it feels like nothing will ever be right again, and you can’t block out the world completely, so you just try to ignore it.”

Nodding her head slowly as she listened to him speak Y/n watched his expression.

“Yeah honestly I have, still do at times. How long has it been like this?”

“The night after Double or Nothing, when I…broke things off between us it was hard for a while then I thought it was getting better. But it wasn’t nothing has been good since that night and it’s just getting to be too much at this point.”

Y/n felt her heart break at the vulnerability in his voice. If there was one thing that never changed it was the way she always responded to his emotions. She wanted so badly to reach out and hug him, but she couldn’t bring herself to. The feelings of hurt and anger were still welling up inside of her.

“Before I do my best to try and help you, I need to know something. Why did you end things Tyler? If things are so bad, why did you end it between us? And I want the real reason because after talking to your dad I’m starting to believe what you were spewing before wasn’t the whole reason. We were doing amazing at least I thought we were, and even the six months before that when you were training a lot. But then suddenly, it’s not working? I want the truth. I at least deserve that.”

Y/n said and searched his face she wanted to know, she needed to know the real reason. Needed to know the reason that caused her to lay awake at night, her tears falling on her pillow as she tried to think of what she did or said that made him leave.

“I told you already we just couldn’t-.”

“Don’t lie to me Tyler and tell me the truth and I mean the whole truth!”

Y/n snapped and cupped his face making him look at her and not allowing him to break eye contact. The feeling of his skin against hers still sent a spark through her but she ignored it.

“Before I was your girlfriend, I was one of your best friends, we knew each other better than we knew ourselves. And we almost always knew when the other was lying and that is what you’re doing. Now why did you leave me? Why did you end things between us when they were going so well? You just dropped me, Tyler. Like I was nothing. Like our whole relationship was nothing.”

She said letting him go and paced the floor in front of him she didn’t mean to snap but she couldn’t help herself. She was pissed, and still hurt. Swallowing she blinked back the tears and continued.

“Instead of being a man and talking to me about whatever was wrong you just tossed me to the side and didn’t even have the decency to try and fight for what we had. You may not have cared or thought I deserved a reason, but I do. I just want to know.”

“Because I was scared Y/n. You’re right, you know me better than anyone and you know that fear is not something I feel too often but when it came to our relationship, I was scared shitless. My feelings got too real, too intense so fast and I didn’t know how to handle it, so I just swept it all under the rug and ran.”

Tyler admitted, his head dropping, he didn’t know what else to say but he knew she had every right to know. It felt good being able to admit this to her and he didn’t know why the hell he hadn’t done it sooner. Then again, he’d grown up a lot during their time apart and realized that just because his feelings seemed to be too much too fast that it was okay.

“I’m sorry, I truly am I wanted to reach out to you a couple months after I wanted to make things better, but I couldn’t bring myself to. I know it doesn’t seem like I cared, especially with the way I went about everything, but I did. I loved you more than I ever had another person. You were everything to me. I wasn’t emotionally mature enough to handled everything. I know that’s not an excuse either but I’m laying it all out like you want.”

He was not used to being vulnerable and hated how it made him feel but maybe letting this all out would be the start of him getting back to normal. He knew that Y/n didn’t owe him anything so to say he was completely surprised when she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly was an understatement. Tyler’s arms wound around her waist and held her just as tightly to him and felt like he could finally breathe for the first time in a long time. 

Y/n wasn’t sure how long they stood together like that just the two of them holding each other tightly but it felt good. Tears slid down her cheeks as she held onto him, this was something she’d been dreaming of. The relief of finally knowing it wasn’t anything she did, the anger knowing if he would have just come to her about everything they could of worked on it together. The sadness of all the time they had lost whirled around inside her. But for the time being she pushed it away and just focused on the fact she was getting to hold him again. 

“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to do this again.”

Tyler mumbled into her neck and reluctantly loosened his grip so he could look at her.

“Probably as badly as I’ve wanted to, I can’t believe that all this time.”

“I know I’m really sorry.”

Taking his hand Y/n pulled him to sit beside her on the couch and rubbed his hand that was still clasped between hers. Tyler shook his head and leaned back against the cushions a soft smile on his face.

“I can’t believe you’re actually here, how long for?”

“Well, we weren’t sure how this was going to go so I have two tickets one for tomorrow and the other is four days from tomorrow.”

“Would you be willing to keep the second one, I really think we need to sit down and talk all of this out more.”

“I wouldn’t have come all this way if I didn’t think that we could talk afterwards if you were willing. So yes lets get your stuff together and head somewhere maybe we could get some food because you really look like you need something to eat after that match.”

“You watched?”

“Yes, I always used to love watching your matches and I haven’t seen any in a while, so you have a lot to catch me up on.”

Tyler’s smile widened as he pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, he knew this didn’t fix anything, but he still couldn’t help himself. They gathered their suitcases and made their way out of the arena to the parking lot where his rental car was. While putting their suitcases in the backseat Y/n sent a quick text to Taz then climbed in the passenger seat.

‘Going to get something to eat and then talk with him we have a lot we need to deal with’

Taz pulled his phone out since it was a commercial break and smiled as he read over the message sending a reply wishing her the best of luck and then sent one to Tyler.

‘If it works out treat her right this time boy don’t let your fear get in the way of what or rather who you love most.’

*Seen*

[choki-the-rich-cactus]

I know we talked a lot about Kunigiri adopted Reo after Nagi left.

But let’s take a moment to appreciate how perfectly Kunigami captured the caring parent energy in this scenario.

He knelt down to Reo’s eyes level like when you wanted to talk to a little kid and made them feel like a grown up. Dude literally said ‘Are you alright?’ ‘What’s wrong?’. It seemed like he was genuinely concerned about Reo’s well being. Which was rare in Bluelock. Especially when they were not even friends.

Chigiri also played a perfect role of a dad who meant well but didn’t know how to handle emotional stuff so he redirected Reo’s energy to something else. Like when Reo started to spiral and was clearly thinking about Nagi as a person and not about soccer, Chigiri would abruptly said something like ‘Yep! That’s good, Bud. Save that energy for the match!’ Or he would just let Kunigami took the lead and chimed in.

And the way they looked at each other with parental telepathy before hyping Reo up when Reo asked why would they even wanted him was just so cute and heartbreaking. The way Reo perked up at their praises that was clearly just them trying cheer him up (I knew they actually meant what they said, but the way they delivered the praises was clearly to make Reo felt better about himself) was so adorable and sad.

Also, this.

Like, in Bluelock, you can see people practicing all night all the time. There was no reason for them to get worried when Reo didn’t come back to bed. But they knew the fragile emotional stage Reo was in, so they went to check on him like a good parent.

They way the manga/anime portrayed Kunigiri to have that domestic, old married couple vibe made the adoption made even more sense.

I can look at these two and be like, yep, they are definitely in that stage of their journey together to add a new member to their family if they choose to do so.

[gemini-sensei]

Let's Have a Baby | Omega!Moon x Omega!Reader ft. Alpha!Hawk

CW: piv smut, breeding kink, rough sex, marking kink, threesome, married!Moon and Reader, chubby!Reader, discussions around getting pregnant.

Moon giggled at Reader's panting breaths, smiling at her wife as they lay in their big, lush bed together. Before either of them knew it, their lips came together again and Reader smiled into the kiss. They wound their arms around each other, making out in the after-glow of sex. It was another one of those days Moon was gone for the entirety of the day, leaving her pretty, chubby wife home alone. She was nowhere close to her heat, but Reader was insatiable when Moon finally arrived home and pounced her. It was sad to be home all alone without her wife there to spend time with her, but she loved Moon in part of the environmental work that she did. But they didn't talk about that when she got home. They fucked for hours.

Which led them to now, as they moaned and sighed into each other's mouths, too tired to fuck one more time. Their pussies were puffy and wet, clenching and twitching in the aftermath of their passionate fuck. Moon finally pulled away from Reader and smiled down at her. "I love you."

Reader smiled back up at her, the musk of sex mixing with her sweet scent. It permeated the room. It screamed love. They didn't have to say it because they knew they loved each other so much. They wouldn't be able to have sex like that outside of their heats without massive amounts of love. Yet, she still intended to say it.

However, she said something else.

"I want a baby."

Moon's smile melted away for a split second, replaced with shock as these words were processed. Then she smiled again, tired but happy. "Really?"

"Yeah, I do," Reader said.

It was something she thought about often. With Moon's wealth she inherited from her family, they didn't have to work. It allowed Moon the freedom to work for a nonprofit that were helping the environment, organizing clean-ups and such. She loved it. It was what she wanted to do most of all. But she was gone a lot, to organize and be at peaceful protests and other stuff. It left Reader lonely most of the time, especially when she traveled out of town to go to a protest or meeting in some other city or even state. So she'd thought about kids in the meantime. A baby would be nice.

Moon giggled and kissed Reader's jaw. "Let's do it, then."

~~~

The research that went into having pups as an omega couple was exhausting. Reader didn't know so much went into having pups as omegas. She thought it would be easy, but as it would turn out, they had to be accepted by a clinic and tested for STIs and other things before they'd even consider finding the couple a donor. It was scary and weird and Reader didn't like it at all. Moon didn't want to use a clinic anyway. She much preferred the idea of an all natural conception.

So once they decided to go that route, Reader's mind was a little more at ease. She wouldn't have to deal with sterile tables and needles and tubes. She wouldn't be inseminated by a doctor wearing gloves and instead, they'd find someone to help them do it the all natural way. That sounded like a much better plan of action.

That line of thinking had the wives at one of their dear friend's house.

Hawk was a strong, accomplished alpha. He was smart, physically fit, and had few medical issues that worried them. They knew clefts were genetic but that wouldn't make them love a pup any less. They actually liked Hawk just the way he was and if he agreed to help them conceive, they knew a pup with a cleft would never change their mind.

"You two seriously want me to help?" he asked, sitting a little frigidly. He wrung his wrist between his hand as he looked down at the floor. "Me, really?"

Reader nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, you."

Moon giggled at her wife's excitedness. She thought she was so cute. She kissed Reader's cheek as a small reminder to reel it in a bit. They didn't want to scare him off.

"I never thought about this before," Hawk admitted, his cheeks turning red.

Moon assured him, "You don't have to give us an answer now. We're eager but patient. If you say no, that's okay. We understand."

"No, not that," he said, then stopped himself. He seemed lost, at a loss. He was struggling to string his words together. "I want to help. You're my friends and I'm honored you thought of me as someone who can do this for you guys. I just don't know if you want me."

"Hawk, you're our first and only choice at the moment," Reader told him. She reached out to him and put her hand on his arm, stopping his nervous ticking.

"I am?" he asked as he looked at her.

She and Moon nodded.

"We've thought about this a lot and the idea of waiting for a clinic to test us and accept us feels so wrong," Moon told him, making a face. She didn't like the sterile environment that was down the other path. It just wasn't for them. "Please, take all the time you need to think about this."

"Me..." he said, smiling to himself and then at them. He seemed happy yet confused. "Even with my fucked up lip?"

They nodded.

Reader smiled at him. "It's not fucked up," she told him. "It's a part of you and if you were to give us a pup or two and they happen to have clefts, it would be a part of them. And we would love them with or without that. Our love is already unconditional."

Hawk nodded slowly, falling silent. The omega couple thought that he needed time, so they stood up to leave. However, Hawk grabbed Reader's wrist gently.

"I want to do this. I don't have to think long on it."

Reader couldn't help squealing and pouncing him for a hug. He caught her but that didn't stop her from knocking him over. Moon joined the hug and they sat like that for a while as Reader started crying. She was so overwhelmed by joy and Moon awed, wiping her tears away. Hawk released a calming scent for her because she was bawling and his instinct told him to make the omega happy, which made her laugh in the end.

They were going to have a pup.

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It was decided long before they asked Hawk to be their donor that Reader was going to be the pregnant omega. So Moon helped her plan for the whole thing. They started tracking her cycle a lot closer and when she went into pre heat, Moon texted Hawk about it. She called out of work for a week and then some to be there with Reader through her heat, to cool her down as the discomfort settled in, to fuck her when it go to be a bit too much. The prospect of getting pregnant seemed to make it that much worse, at least in her pre heat, and the omega pair could hardly imagine what her actual heat was going to look like when the time came.

It was horrible when it finally happened.

Reader woke Moon up in the middle of the night with terrible cries. She was humping her leg, bare pussy pushing out slick as if trying to fill an ocean. Moon kissed her and laid her down, then striped herself naked so she could scissor her and help the pain. When Reader came, it helped relief the pain she had in her gut, but not completely. She wasn't satiated and Moon knew it wouldn't be long before she was whining again. She needed more than she could give her.

So she called Hawk, woke him up in the middle of the night like Reader had done to her, and asked him to come over. Reader's begging and whining in the background was a great motivator. He was at there house within thirty minutes wearing nothing more than a pair of gray sweatpants and a hoodie. He quickly ripped them off, knowing that if he didn't get undressed soon, Reader would tear his clothes to shreds.

"Alpha!" she cried as soon as his scent entered the house.

Moon led him to their bedroom and he went to Reader. Though she wasn't his omega, he was an unclaimed alpha and Reader was an omega in need. She not only needed him to satiate the heat but knock her up. She wanted a baby and he was there to help give her that. It was a great motivator in getting him hard other than the overly sweet scent of her heat and the begging.

She practically clung to him as he slipped his cock between her folds, wetting himself with her slick before he would even stick it in her. She whined and chirped desperately, the first few hours of her heat always the worst. She bucked her hips trying to make him slide in because she needed him. She couldn't help it.

Moon came to her side and kissed her, trying to calm her racing heart and neediness. The distraction was nice and Reader slowed down. She pushed a hand into her wife's hair and kissed her hungrily. It was wet and sloppy and the perfect kiss for that moment.

In the middle of it, Hawk took Moon's hand into his and lead it to his cock. She squeezed him, making his groan and she pulled away. She smiled down at her wife and asked, "Are you ready for him, love?"

Reader nodded, mind a foggy messy as she thought of only a handful of things: her wife, fucking, and Hawk's cock. "Please please please, need it! Need his knot, Moon!"

With that said, Moon didn't make her wait and guided Hawk's dick to her entrance. His fat head bumped her clit and she moaned, bucking her hips. Then his cock was at her entrance and he pushed into her, making her gasp sharply. She gripped Moon's hair tight, but she didn't mind. It felt good knowing Reader was getting filled with an alpha's cock that was intent on getting her pregnant.

When Hawk bottomed out, he grunted and held Reader's wide hips. He stared at her and Moon as they held each other, speaking softly into the hot air as he sat in Reader's tight pussy. His knot was pressed against her stretched out lips, not yet ready to sink into her and inflate to ensure she took his load. So he pulled back halfway out of her and thrust into her. She threw her head back and screamed with pleasure, writhing under her hold. Moon ducked down and took one of Reader's pert nipples into her mouth, her other hand grabbing her free tit and squeezing it roughly.

Moon came off as such a soft, sweet omega that Hawk thought she'd have such soft sex. However, as he watch the way Reader pulled her pretty hair and moaned loudly for her, Moon showed how rough she could be. She left dark hickeys along Reader's chest and pinched her nipples, licking stripes up to her neck when she was finished with her tits, and whispered in her ear about how hot she was going to look with milky tits and a big round belly.

It spurred Hawk on and he lost himself, fucking Reader harder. Her tits bounced and he loved the display, the way she threw her head back and called out "Alpha! Alpha! Alpha!" She looked so perfect, covered in a thin layer of sweat and that far-off look in her eyes. She wasn't fully there, overcome with her heat and the need for it to go away. Her pussy bared down on his cock hungrily, close to letting go and milking him for all he was worth.

She cried out so pretty when she finally snapped, squirting on his cock heavily, so hard her body shook. His jaw fell open as he watched her, her back arching off the mattress. He didn't stop fucking her, his cockhead kissing her spasming cervix. Then he groaned and felt his knot pulse, so he pushed into her all the way, rutting in her tight cunt once his knot popped in. He leaned over her and grunted, "I'm gonna come, omega."

She smiled in the haze. "Please, alpha. Come in my pussy. Please please please."

Her words were the end all be all. His knot swelled and stretched her poor cunt, making her whine. Then he came, giving her the buckets worth of cum he'd been saving for her. She took it so well, relaxing against the soft, sweat soaked sheets as she moaned at the sensation of being filled. Her cute little cunt milked him for every drop. She stared up at him, tired and panting, smiling up at him.

Moon giggled at her face, leaning over to kiss her tenderly. She whispered sweetly, "You did so great, Reader. So great."

Hawk felt like he was going to drop, but he held himself up so as to not crush the omega under him. He held himself up on his elbows and Moon noticed it. She gently pushed him, ushering him to roll over. After a moment of silent resistance, he did as she said and held Reader to his chest as he lay on his back. They were connected for as long as his knot would be lodged in her. It wouldn't go down for hours, two at most he thought. She laid boneless on his chest and Moon playfully smacked her fat ass, making it jiggle.

Then she got up to get some cool rags to wipe them down with. Reader thanked her for it as she dozed off, finally satiated - for the time being at least. Moon and Hawk knew that it would only last so long and he'd be fucking her full again. For now, though, it was okay.

Moon lay beside them, holding Reader's hand, and fell asleep. Hawk didn't fall asleep until the omegas were peaceful. He knew he'd be awakened in a few hours to do it all again, so he needed his rest. But he wouldn't trade it for anything. He was helping his friends after all, and that was priceless. Their happiness was the ultimate goal at the end of the day.

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Megumi's Imaginary friend

Pairing: Megumi Fushiguro x GN!Reader x Toji Fushiguro (family/platonic), Toji Fushiguro x GN!Reader (background/romantic)

Summary: Recently, your son Megumi has been talking with an imaginary friend. It is a normal phase every kid goes through, and it's not completely creepy to find Megumi talking by himself, right?

Warning tags: fic with HORROR elements, 12+, angst ending, focused on megumi x gn!reader relationship, megumi is around 9 years old in this fic, occ megumi/toji, megumi's eyes are green like toji's

Author's Notes: my horror toji fic ended up becoming more abt megumi x gn!reader (platonic). maybe one day the other horror fic i had planned for toji will see the light of the day. fanfic 100% based on movie like "The Others" and "The Sixth Sense." enjoy your reading!

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You hear the door opening and quickly dry your hands on the apron, ready to welcome Megumi. You listen to him take his shoes off, his footsteps coming to find you in the kitchen.

"No work today?" He looks surprised to see you.

"No work. It is family day!"

Megumi nods, leaving to change into more comfortable clothes. He is growing fast; you met Megumi when he was around one year old. You encountered his dad first. A widow who looked nothing but danger: Toji Fushiguro. You actually still don't know why and how you married him: maybe it was his charm to convince you he was in love with you or Megumi's chubby cheeks and fingers calling for you. Perhaps a little of both.

Megumi instantly bonded with you: you didn't know if it was over the need to have another parent (Toji has always been out of the house working), so Megumi clearly needed someone to raise and love him. As years passed, you continued to take care of each other.

Toji always arrived too late for Megumi to be awake; you didn't know what Toji worked on yet, but deep down, you never really cared. You love Toji, and Toji loves you in his own way. It was hard initially, but you learned to accept it with time. Maybe because Toji was a man who always had a hard time around love (he had shared once how he thought he would never find love after Megumi's mom), but always acted if he saw any sign of distress and sadness coming from you, keeping you and Megumi's safe.

Megumi had started to act weird a couple of months ago; you didn't know what had happened, but your little boy closed himself, not talking for a couple of weeks. He had always been a reserved child but never like this; you first thought it had to do with Toji's absence, and Megumi had been missing his dad, but it didn't seem to be about that. Then, you supposed it had to be about bullying and almost went to the school, though Megumi begged you not to. He slowly started to come out of his shelf, being his usual self, but there was something different about him, especially when you caught Megumi staring at you or his dad.

It got weird after you caught him talking with someone in his room. You were bringing laundry to his room, and before you could open his bedroom door, you heard him chatting with someone.

"…I guess."

You waited a few minutes until you heard a small sob. You knocked, worried, then entered the room, finding Megumi standing, cleaning his face.

"Everything alright?"

"Yes. I am okay."

Megumi was clearly lying, but you didn't want to push it and shut him off completely. After that, you noticed Megumi talking more and more by himself almost daily. Initially, you figured this was normal. Megumi wasn't a kid with many friends, so it was bound to happen eventually. It was customary for a kid to have an imaginary friend.

One night, you shared your worries with Toji before bed as he hid his face in the crook of your neck. You always loved the feeling of this powerful man melting in your arms as you rubbed his hair.

"Seems the kind of behavior a normal kid has."

"I know. It's just…he sounds to be actively engaging. As if he really believes this friend exists."

"He will grow over it with time." Toji simply responds, shrugging his shoulders.

You want so badly to believe in him.

Things start getting really bad during a long trip from Toji. Your kitchen utensils are in different places than they used to be, and you find tons of candies you recently purchased in the trash. When you asked Megumi about it, he shrugged his shoulders (identically to his dad), answering it had been Gojo's doing.

"Who?"

"My imaginary friend?"

"Megumi, that isn't nice! You can't blame this on your imaginary friend!"

"But he did it! He is crazy for sweets!"

You ended up grounding Megumi for a week, forbidding him to speak with his so-called imaginary friend "Gojo." Megumi gave you an angry stare (again, reminding you of his dad) before going to his room. Before you could follow him, a chair suddenly moved before you, blocking your way. You blinked, thinking it was all a trick of your eyes, placing the chair back into place.

You were probably just imagining things.

It just gets worse and worse after that. Objects were constantly disappearing from your house now, the TV turned it on by itself, and Megumi was more distracted, sometimes ignoring your presence. That should all scare you, but it didn't. It sounded like a stupid prank from someone, and you constantly told yourself you were imagining stuff, or it simply didn't happen. You were primarily worried about Megumi now: he seemed to be having a hard time at school, and when you insisted you would go to school, he begged you with tears in his eyes to not go.

"Why son? If people are bullying you, I want to help!"

"Please, don't!" Megumi looked up at you with big, teary eyes. And it didn't stop there, which shocked you. Megumi almost never cried. Not with his sobs getting louder, and he crying more and more, grabbing your clothes so you couldn't move. You held onto him until he fell asleep, exhausted from crying. You called Toji that night, asking him to come home, and Toji agreed. So you prepared the perfect day as a family. Maybe that's exactly what Megumi needed.

Megumi comes downstairs dressed more comfortably. You had been preparing for the shogayaki you would be doing it later, one of Megumi's favorite dishes. He sits by the table, looking down, not saying anything.

"Your father should be home soon. It will be a fun night. We could watch your favorite movie if you want to!"

"I don't really want to watch any movie today."

Your heart hurts to see your son like that. You sit at his side, bringing him close to you.

"Megumi, what is wrong? You know you can tell me everything. What happened?" Your son's green eyes look for you, open-hearted. For a second, he seems he will speak, but the door opens and closes, and Toji's form appears in the kitchen's entrance, making Megumi shut off.

"What's with the long face?" Toji clearly asks his son, who goes silent, shutting off completely. You shake your head, the disapproval clear in your eyes. At least Megumi's imaginary friend seems to have cooled down. You enjoy the rest of the day as a family: Megumi eats your food, taking his time but happy. Later, you let Toji wash the dishes ("You didn't cook, big guy, so you clean!") as you and Megumi cuddle in the living room, waiting to start his favorite movie.

After Toji joins you and falls asleep in a few minutes, you feel Megumi touch your face, startling you a little.

"What is wrong?"

"Thank you for today."

"You welcome, 'Gumi." Megumi gives you a sad smile before looking back at the TV. You end up falling asleep as well.

When you wake up, the TV is off. Toji is still sleeping in the living room, snoring softly, and you roll your eyes, finding him adorable. Let your man have his rest. You call Megumi's name, hearing his voice from upstairs. Another voice answers him: a male one. You don't even think about waking Toji, running upstairs, and opening Megumi's door.

Your son is sitting on the floor, clearly talking to someone. He seems startled quickly getting up, but you don't see the source of the voice.

"Are you talking with him again? Your imaginary friend?" Megumi doesn't answer, simply looking hopeless. He looks to his side as if asking for help, and you grab his face to look at you. "Megumi, Gojo doesn't exist! He is just your imaginary friend!"

Megumi can't look you in the eyes as he whispers, "No. It is you that doesn't exist anymore."

Your breath stops in your throat. Megumi must be misbehaving, he has to. But his green eyes tell you this isn't a bad joke or a little boy acting badly due to his parent's reprimand. This is serious. You notice your hands aren't touching your son's face. They are just there: you can't feel his warmth, you can't clean the tears coming from his face, you can't touch him. Your hands just pass over him.

You look around your house, your house, and it looks different from before: you usually helped him organize his room and put some color, but it's much darker now. It can't be. You try to touch your arms and the rest of your body, but your hands go straight through it. You don't panic, not yet. You don't want to scare Megumi. There must be a reasonable reason for all of this; you must be dreaming, and soon, you will wake up. You look at Megumi, and he simply motions for you to follow him.

As you follow behind Megumi, you notice how your house looks: different by each corner, as if it hasn't been touched and organized by you in a long time. When you arrive in the living room, Toji isn't sleeping on the sofa anymore. Megumi stands before a small butsudan (shrine) you have never noticed before. It has some kumotsu (offerings) around, and as you get closer, your legs fall to the floor.

It is yours and Toji's picture. You look at Megumi, unable to speak, and he places his hand in front of his chest, palm with palm. Praying.

"This…this is all my fault. After you died, I wished for you to come back. So badly. For you and Dad to come back. And to my surprise, you both did. As if you never left. But I understand now, with some help, this isn't right. This isn't the place you should be." Megumi takes a deep breath, looking at your eyes as he speaks, "I thank you for all the time together. I thank you for loving me. I thank you for taking care of me. I wish we had more time together."

You throw your arms around Megumi, not even caring that they go right through his body, slowly remembering the events of that night. The car accident in the roadway; waking up to Megumi's cries in the back as he shook your body and Toji's, begging you not to leave him. And you didn't. You woke up the other day in the house, thinking it all had been just a bad dream, Toji snoring at your side, and went to live another day.

"There is nothing to apologize for, Megumi. Nothing. I will love you forever and always. Me and your daddy always will."

Megumi doesn't answer, just simply holding you back. When he opens his eyes, you are gone. Gojo stands by the stairs, watching Megumi turn around, praying again. Maybe now Megumi could find some peace.

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[jhugas]

‘I ONLY NEED YOU’- Jeon Jungkook

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Genre: fluff

Pairing: Jungkook X 8th member! Reader

Summary: Jungkook is scared of the moment you’ll get a boyfriend, he doesn’t want anyone to take his place and he tells you about it.

Word count: ~1k

Warnings/tags: Jungkook is head over heels for her, kissing, in the anecdote in the beginning: INNOCENT kisses as minors (16yo; first kiss; not sexual nor romantic nor detailed).

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It was such a long time Jungkook and you were friends, around 13 years now, and ever since the day he met you, he never stopped protecting you and being sort of possessive.

The members asked him many times if he was sure he didn’t have any feelings for you, but he always denied it, even though he was always head over heels for you.

You remember that once, in a competition, Jungkook felt down and unmotivated, and after thinking with the member how could you motivate him, you decided to tell him that if he won the race, he’d win a kiss from you.

And this kiss will forever be in your hearts, because it was for both of you, your first kiss, you were only 16. It happened in the lockers, after asking the members to leave. And let’s say, you honestly didn’t expect kisses to be so comforting.

His lips were soft, innocent, and hesitant even though he tried to seem confident. And the moment you pulled away and just stared at each other, shyly smiling felt unreal.

Growing up, you used to sometimes, kiss in secret, but Namjoon thought it was a bad idea. He knew what you were doing, and as much as he wanted to let you two have fun like normal teens, he was scared of how this will grow in time and its consequences on the group work.

So you both had to stop around 18 years old.

They were always cute, little and innocents kisses you used to give to each other when you were happy, and you remember telling each other:

‘who said kisses were romantic? Kisses aren’t only for couples!’

And since, every time you were together, there was a tension. You both knew you wanted to kiss and stay with each other, but what if it ruined your career?

Moreover, Jungkook was already possessive and jealous enough like that, so if you started kissing or dating again… he might get jealous of his friends for staying with you, and ruining his friendships.

So in those moments where you wanted to kiss, just simply push your lips against each other, you usually just sat on his lap, facing him and looking at his perfect face.

It could be awkward, but it wasn’t. Then, you just rest your head on his shoulder while he passed his fingers in your hair, and sang to you, just like when you were younger, he read you stories to sleep.

And right now, this was the situation. You’re on his lap, resting your head in the crook of his neck while he plays with your hair and sings to you. When suddenly, you hear him sigh.

‘Mhh? What’s wrong?’

You whisper to him.

‘Nothing… don’t worry.’

He replied, but his voice sounded sad.

‘You know you can tell me everything… right?’

You tell him, trying to get him to talk to you one more time.

‘It’s just… I’m kind of scared of the future…’

He answered after taking a deep breath.

‘The future? What do you mean?’

‘I mean y/n, can you imagine? One day you’ll be married. Married! And guess what, I’m going to be there, watching you two flirt, then start dating, having your ‘first kiss’ and first time, then marrying each other and having kids. I just don’t want to see this. But it has to happen, right?’

He finally said as you face to him.

‘I… no, it doesn’t have to happen, why?’

‘Because I wanna stay with you, and I might be selfish but I want you just to myself, and no one else. There’s a guy out here, that’s going to take my place, and you’re going to love him more than me. I just don���t want to see this.’

‘But, you’re going to start dating too, not just me! One day you’ll have a girlfriend that you’ll marry too!’

‘No, I won’t.’

‘Oh?’

‘Because I only need you and no one else. I only care about you. I don’t care about the whole world hating me if I have you on my side. You’re all I care about, I don’t need anyone else!’

‘You’re just saying this, but in a few years, you might already get married.’

‘With no one yeah! Never!’

‘I can’t be the only one for you… you’ll find someone else, and you’ll see, you’ll probably love her more than me.’

You say, but he frowns his eyebrows and stay like this in silence, looking deep in your eyes. When suddenly, he got closer to you, until his face got just in front of yours.

‘I said, I only, need, you.’

Then a silence settles in, realizing how close you are. It’s so tempting to kiss him, his pink, soft lips with a piercing are begging to be kissed, loved. And you’d like to ask him if you can kiss each other again, or maybe just one last time, but maybe he wasn’t into this anymore… maybe he’d find it odd…

But it’s almost impossible to back up, it’s like your body is moving on its own, your hands leave his shoulders to cup his face, and you look at him one more time.

Again, it could be awkward, but it wasn’t. You catch him looking at your lips, before looking deep into your eyes like he’s asking for permission for something.

You get closer to initiate the move and he immediately pushed his lips against yours, kissing you passionately and slowly. Your lips complementing each other like a puzzle, it’s like he’s the only person that could kiss you like that, that can make you feel so good.

Naturally, your lips start moving along and his hands move from your hips to your back repeatedly, caressing you.

It’s night and there isn’t a single sound bothering you two, the only sound that can be heard is the one of your lips, breaths and your hands exploring each other through the clothes.

It was so pleasing to finally kiss him again after all of those years, this was something you both really needed.

Then, the night went on and finished up by you two cuddling cutely on his bed (with pillows), and the morning started by him bringing breakfast to you, on his bed.

What do you think?

Did he or will he realize his feelings for you?

Will he confess?

Talk about the kiss or just act like nothing happened?

Thank you for reading! Likes are veryyyyy appreciated but reblogs and comments actually help the writers get more exposure. Thank you!

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[jingsyuans]

Going off your fic

Yanqing would meet the baby the next morning and is excited to meet baby officially since the pregnancy and this sweet boy tears up when he holds her, baby girl gave him a gummy smile and he loves her and is crying a little bit because he loves baby.

He's gonna tell you that he loves her, she's precious and he'll work hard to protect her (by this point he's pretty aware you and Jing Yaun are a thing) and promises to be a good role model for her. You're so touched that he loves her, can already tell that these two will be attached at the hip once she's older.

He's always asking Jing Yuan about you and baby, it's cute in honesty because Yanqing went from focusing on himself (which is natural he's a kid,) to worrying about others and Jing Yaun is such a proud dad™!

Yanqing would invite you over sm, which helps you a lot because postpartum isn't easy and having such a sweetheart helps a lot, he would watch over baby the times you fall asleep and you appreciate his help so much that you spoil him with a delicious home cooked meal.

Eventually he's gonna ask Jing Yuan why you and baby can't just live here, you're over so often and he's always so sad when you and baby leave (Jing Yuan's seen him sulk for a day or two whenever you leave to return to your apartment), and and you two are family (Jing Yuan is internally screaming from joy).

Jing Yuan would carefully broach the topic after thinking it over, like you two are clearly into each other and behave like any couple would so it'd only be natural to suggest living together. He'd take you to a nice dinner, nothing out of the ordinary he's done it plenty of times before, and after the lovely meal he brings up how Yanqing is always sad to see you and your daughter. He admits he's a little sad as well, talks about how Yanqing sees you four as a family and he does too, and it's so sweet when he finally asks how you feel about moving in and the four of you being a family.

Obviously you say yes because you feel the same way, the move is pretty easy given you had plenty of things you left at his place from visits in the past. Yanqing absolutely helps baby proof the home alongside you and Jing Yaun (he's got the most important job, keep baby occupied and he's gonna be a good bubby 😤).

Baby has her own nursery/room that's by Yanqing's room (he begged both of you), Jing Yuan has a crib in his well now both of your room since it's easier to tend to baby in the middle of the night if she's close by. Nights she does sleep in the nursery both you and Jing Yaun have caught Yanqing gently patting her back and shushing her when she gets fussy in her sleep or sometimes he's gently rocking her and it's the cutest thing ever. You two absolutely snapped photos whenever you found Yanqing like this with baby.

By this point you and Jing Yaun are legally married, it was in his proposal for living together and he made valid points and you agreed with them.

I blacked out again it seems, ig just call me ⭐anon or something

I definitely like to think that with your and the baby's influence, Jing Yuan and Yanqing were able to grow closer and feel more like family as well. There's a bit of a reserved feeling between the two of them, not quite making the commitment of father and son and yet being closer than instructor and student, commander and soldier. With you and your baby in the picture, it would give Jing Yuan and Yanqing the opportunity they needed to bridge the gap between them. I imagine Jing Yuan is internally thankful toward you for this.

I think he'd also love to see yours and Yanqing's relationship develop as well! Jing Yuan would be well aware that Yanqing needed someone in his life that wasn't muddled into his profession. Father, commander, instructor- it makes their relationship claustrophobic and hard to navigate at times. Having you there to be the peaceful balance is something the boy needs.

For this reason, Jing Yuan was probably hesitant to introduce the two of you. He didn't want to make it seem as though he's trying to gain something from you, trying to force you to take care of someone that isn't your responsibility, it's his. But it was your willingness and the natural way you always asked about Yanqing when the two of you would meet, looking after him from the sidelines without invitation- that's what convinced Jing Yuan that you were a secret blessing in disguise.

I also like the idea of Jing Yuan sulking whenever you leave, haha. Yes, the house is definitely a lot more busy when you're around with the baby, a lot more loud. The peaceful naps he's grown so used to become few and far inbetween when the baby is around, which is natural and not at all your fault. One would think he might miss it, and maybe he does at times, but... all that busyness, all that noise- that's life. You filled this empty home up so wonderfully, so the lack of your presence was noticed immediately whenever you went away. It's when Yanqing notices it and brings it up that Jing Yuan has to admit, yes... not only do they want you here, they need you here.

You're hesitant when Jing Yuan breaches the topic. Of course you've thought about the idea, but moving in.... it makes everything so official. "I couldn't disrupt your life like that," you'd argue. But you already had. You had disrupted his life, and it was wonderful, and he was inviting you to do it all the time. To not disrupt his life, but reform it into something that had more meaning than the drag of war and politics.

The first time he proposes the idea, you gently reject it. Jing Yuan would gracefully accept that, but, ah, Yanqing... not so much. Once he relayed the news to Yanqing, he had no idea that the boy would later march his way down to your house and practically beg you to move in. Even going as far as taking the baby...! You laughed as you retold the story to Jing Yuan, but the general was appalled. He had no idea Yanqing could still be so childish at times, but he often forgets the boy is still just that- a boy.

A boy who is still so smug to this day, because it was his (pathetic) act that convinced you to move in. He still holds it over Jing Yuan's head at times- 'I guess they just love me a little more than you, huh, general?'

Of course, Yanqing was ignorant to those hushed conversations between adults that would prove otherwise. Held hands, a bit of fear, vulnerability, honesty. Because moving in means more than just moving in- it means admitting to these feelings, accepting a new layout to the future of your family that you couldn't have ever imagined taking place. It means a ring on your finger because the two of you were too old to mess around at this point. I'd say this would all happen when the baby is about seven months old.

Because of this, your marriage with the general is more so a political move than an emotional bond. You agreed to marry him because if you moved in and you didn't, it would be a nightmare considering the attention he gets based on his position. It's easier this way for you and your little girl. But there's no ceremony.

The reality of it all is that the two of you are a long-life species and you've known eachother for around a year. This is little to no time at all, despite how much development has grown in the meantime. There'd be an understanding that the two of you feel something for one another, but there'd be no rushing it. Let things happen as they come- this is why Jing Yuan is always so reluctant to tell Yanqing the specifics of the two of you. Yes, he'd like to say you're his significant other, but it's a bit more complicated than that.

I imagine it's not until the both of you are even older, as well as the baby, that you two actually get married. Of course, on paper, you've been married and living together for years. And once the two of you realize that this works and this is what you want for whatever time may be left, you decide to have a ceremony. A celebration not of marriage, but of love that's been solidified and established through trial and error. Yanqing would be bemoaning the whole time- 'finally!' And of course, he's Jing Yuan's right hand man. Your little girl, aged seven now, is more than happy to be part of the wedding, your little flower girl. When the ceremony is over and the two of you kiss, she's right there at Jing Yuan's side and climbing into his arms, asking for her own kiss too. He kisses her on each cheek, her little smile beaming.

[asoiafsworld]

HEADCANON; YOUR LIFE WITH RHAENYRA AND DAEMON AND YOUR CHILDREN

pairings; rhaenyra targaryen x fem!reader x daemon targaryen

request; heyy, love your hc about the relationship between reader, rhaenyra and daemon!!! if you can, could you make some for their day-to-day life with all of their children, full of domestic fluff?? maybe important events down the line, such as marriages, birthdays, even grandchildren from jacaerys and baela maybe? ...and things like that? only if you want to tho, you are extremely talented and I'm sure whatever you make will be amazing! hope you have a great day! <3

warnings; mentions of fingering, angst, sadness, self doubts, discrimination against poly couples

author's note; this is such a lovely request, thank you so much for this!! i've gotten many more reqs for this series that i'll get to soon, i love this series so much!! hope you guys enjoy it, pls request if you want me to write something for u <3

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➼ so a few years pass and your twins and visenya are now three years of age

➼ and they definitely take up all your energy

➼ just running around the palace and everyday it ends with you having to search for them

➼ turns up they decided to join the council meeting with their mother, father and brother and the image of them there is very amusing

➼ a bunch of serious lords talking about important stuff and then there's daemon playing with visenya and rhaenyra braiding alysanne's beautiful white hair

➼ jace pretends to at least pay attention but he also keeps tickling rhaegar who whines and giggles at his brother's doings

➼ you interrupt to collect the children and they all run to you when they see you, eager for their mother's attention

➼ meanwhile your husband, your wife and eldest son look very disappointed in having no excuse to not pay attention to the council which makes you smile

➼ you bring the children back to the nursery where aegon and viserys are playing with their toys and you let the children play together

➼ it was suprisingly peaceful between them, rarely any quarrels about toys and just the kids playing together and it made you happy to watch

➼ baela often times came and sat with you to watch them and you know that she often seeked you out when she had troubles with something

➼ you put her head in your lap and play with her beautiful white hair, softly going through it with your hands

➼ "what's wrong, my little one? tell your mother what's on your mind."

➼ "i'm just a little worried about the wedding..."

➼ yes, baela and jacaerys would marry soon in less than two moons since both were of age now and both of them had come to you with their worries and troubles

➼ "what if he sees me naked and thinks i'm hideous? what if he won't want me?"

➼ you shake your head at her words, not believing that someone as beautiful as her could think of something like this

➼ "every man with eyes can see that he loves your dearly, my little dragon. he always stutters and blushes in your presence and doesn't know what to do with himself! don't you ever worry about these things because you are one of the most beautiful women in the seven kingdoms... i am so proud of how you've grown and that you're marrying, it makes my heart weep."

➼ you try to will the tears eye from your eyes but baela sees your emotional state and sits up right away and brushes them away, her eyes full of concern

➼ "mother, what's wrong? please don't cry."

➼ "i'm fine, my little flower, don't worry. it's just my heart aching at the thought of you and jace being all grown up... you will always be my babies, never forget that."

➼ baela chuckles at that and hugs you tightly, telling you not to worry and that they'll always be by your side

➼ later on you lay in bed with daemon and rhaenyra, all three of you ready for sleep but not quite closing your eyes yet

➼ you hear the door creak open and know from the multiple little taps on the floor that it's your youngest three again, always doing everything together, even sneaking into their parents bed

➼ daemon helps the children get up into bed and grabs his little alysanne to cuddle for himself

➼ rhaegar goes into rhaenyra's awaiting arms and visenya cuddles up close to you

➼ "could the little dragons not find sleep, hm? aren't you too old to be sleeping with us?"

➼ "no. baby dragons can't sleep without their mothers and father!"

➼ your heart clenches at visenya's words who only cuddles up closer and burries her face into your neck

➼ by the time you wake up in the morning, the kids are already gone, as they are almost always to see their hatchlings

➼ that leaves you some time with daemon and rhaenyra that you so rarely seem to have these days, both of them occupied with their council

➼ both of them are still asleep so you snuggle closer to daemon who had his arms wrapped around you from behind you

➼ rhaenyra was facing you and you take your time to study her peacful face as she sleeps, gently using your fingers to go over her defining features

➼ she often has a worried look on her face and it makes her brows crease in that certain way but with her face relaxed like this, she looked like she had no worry in the world

➼ she was like an angel to you with her white, beautiful hair cascading around her... she truly is your angel, having brought you out of your misery of a life and made you so endlessly happy by bringing you into her marriage and letting you be a mother to her children

➼ "she looks pretty like that when she's all asleep, doesn't she? our beautiful darling."

➼ daemon's voice was raspy in your ear and he presses a soft kiss on your cheek after he spoke

➼ "she does... my savior. she never stopped believing in her love for me, always waited for me... and now i have both of you... i don't know how i could be so lucky."

➼ you know that daemon smiles at those words and softly kisses the side of your head

➼ and then he fingers you as you both watch and talk about rhaenyra being your pretty wife because he can and he's an insatiable husband

➼ anyways your mornings together are so cozy and sweet

➼ like the first thing rhaenyra does when she's awake is cuddle you close to her and kiss your forehead and tell you that she loves you and you are used to it by now but it still makes you blush like crazy

➼ she loves you for how sweet and kind you are, has always loved you for those reasons and she will never, ever let go of you

➼ after your first round of cuddling with rhaenyra, she gets up and starts to get ready for the day but you and daemon stay in bed just a little bit longer and cuddle each other too

➼ daemon is often initiating sex with you but he also loves to just hold you and tell you why you're perfect and why he's the luckiest man in the world

➼ he always, always makes you blush because he can be so poetic with compliments

➼ "when the sun rises in the west and sets in the east. that's when i'll stop loving you and not before."

➼ also gives you the most expensive gifts ever

➼ but rhaenyra is at fault for that too, she spoils you with a new necklace every week

➼ she always tells you that it's a way to make up for the years that she wasn't there, to give you gifts and love for the time you weren't with her

➼ you know that it still weighs heavily on her, especially because the years you spent away from her, away from court were difficult for you since your family and parents were so hard on you

➼ you try to make her understand that you'll always love her and that the children and marriage you have now make up for the few years you had lost

➼ she always hugs you tightly when you say these things and is so grateful to have you in her life

➼ anyways occasionally there are days where neither of them have something important going on and when your elder children are looking after their younger siblings so you three can enjoy some time for yourselves

➼ on those days, you like to just lay about in the mornings and read with them, the book in your hands and yours and rhaenyra's heads in daemon's lap, rhaenyra's arms around your waist

➼ they love to listen to your voice and how softly and gently you read to them

➼ they often have these moments that you don't see where they look at you and at each other and know you're the greatest thing that ever happened to them

➼ no one in this world is more whipped than daemyra are for you

➼ eventually it's time for jace and baela's wedding

➼ the wedding is held in king's landing since it's a very important event and you don't realize up until the point that you're back in the capital that it will be the first time for people to see you with daemon and rhaenyra

➼ you're very sheltered at dragonstone and no one who is uninvited ever stays there so you didn't really have to worry about others judging you but now back in king's landing there are so many people...

➼ it fills you with dread because you also realize that you will see some of your family

➼ your family house was never invited, your husband and wife took care of that

➼ but two of your sisters had married into other houses that had to be invited, where they couldn't come up with an excuse as to why they shouldn't come

➼ you feel anxious about it and daemon and rhaenyra sense it but don't say anything at first, suspecting your worries and fears

➼ eventually they want to talk about it with you but you brush it off and shake your head, feeling uneasy the whole time

➼ the other side of the royal family already gives you funny looks, alicent and aemond in particular don't like you but you don't care about them since they're the least of your worries

➼ a lot of people look at you and whisper behind their backs about you, about you being a whore and bringing bastard children into the world

➼ it hurts you a lot and you start to avoid and ignore daemon and rhaenyra because they are very insistent on talking about it

➼ you put on a happy face for jacaerys and baela because hello your kids are getting married! time to be happy for them!

➼ you distract yourself from your own worries by being a emotional support pillar for them

➼ you also had to leave the three babies at dragonstone so you miss them a lot but aegon and viserys came with you so when you're not listening to jace and baela's worries, you're in their chambers with them and really just sit there and contemplate your life choices as you pretend to pay attention to the sword game your sons are playing since you're the princess they need to free

➼ it gets to a point where you only really see daemon and rhaenyra at the feasts that take place in the week of the wedding

➼ you always stay at the feasts after them and to avoid seeing them in your chambers when they're still awake, you escape to the dragon pit and spend time with caraxes and syrax

➼ you think it's ironic that you would rather spend time with the dragons than their riders but mostly appreciate that they don't talk and let you pet them

➼ the feasts go on for a few days and the day before the wedding, your sisters arrive with their husbands and you feel awful when you see them

➼ every family from their respective house has to come forward and congratulate the princess and prince who look happy with each other

➼ in your panic, you leave the table as soon as they approach it and somewhat hide in the back of the room drinking one cup of wine after the other

➼ most people are still whispering and looking at you disgustingly so you don't bother to stand with anyone

➼ you drink way too much wine in the next hour and since daemon is watching you the entire time, he at some point decides that it's enough

➼ no one speaks as the three of you enter your chambers and you hate how difficult it seems for you to simply talk to them

➼ you don't even bother taking your dress off, you just lay down in the middle of the bed and hope you fall asleep fast

➼ you act as if you're sleeping when they strip you of your awfully constricting dress, their hands still so gentle with you and you feel the way they caress your skin when they undress you

➼ they leave you in your undergarments as always and lay on either side of you

➼ neither of them is sleeping and you're sure that they know that you aren't either

➼ you're drunk and sad and feel awful about how you've treated both of them and you feel like you're on the verge of crying because when you close your eyes to try to sleep, you only see people whispering about what a whore you are

➼ "did they ask? about me?"

➼ they know that you mean your sisters

➼ it's the first time you've spoken to them in so long and rhaenyra looks at you, her gaze is soft but... sympathetic

➼ "no, they didn't."

➼ you appreciate her honesty but realize that nothing makes a difference, wether your siblings care about you or not

➼ you're laying on your side facing rhaenyra and feel daemon closely behind you but neither of them touch you, respecting your feelings since you haven't been near them lately except for when all of you are sleeping

➼ you feel so overwhelmed with everything and don't know what to do so you simply bury your face in your pillow so that no one can see your tears and mumble that you're sorry repeatedly

➼ your sobs wreck through your body and you instantly feel hands on your arm and on your head, softly holding you and caressing you

➼ rhaenyra tells you that it's okay to cry and that you're brave and strong for them and you feel anything but

➼ daemon is pressed closely to your back now and has his nose burried in your neck

➼ after a few minutes you stop crying and feel coherent enough to talk to them and tell them everything about how you feel, about the way people talk about you and that you have been avoiding them because you don't want to feed more into their gossip and that seeing your sisters made it worse

➼ they hold you close to them and reassure you as much as you can and tell you that you belong with them and that no one else has a reason to judge your relationship

➼ you say something else that has been lingering on your mind for a whie

➼ "would it not be better if you had stayed together without me? i only ruined everything..."

➼ oh. maybe you should not have said that bc all hell broke loose

➼ rhaenyra tries her best to not be almost angry with you because how could you question being with them? did you not love them anymore?

➼ daemon's grip on you gets tighter and he's restraining himself from showing you how much you belong to him

➼ they both tell you that you have made both of their lives so much better and happier and that they are so happy to have you and that they couldn't imagine their lives without you or alysanne and rhaegar

➼ the whole night is spent of your husband and wife cuddling you and kissing you and telling you how much they love you and that you are perfect for them

➼ you feel much better after talking to them and apologize for having avoided them and the three of you finally fall asleep, holding each other close

➼ your mood is much better for when the wedding takes place the next day and you smile and cry during the wedding

➼ you don't spend much time thinking about the judging stares of others and dance with daemon and rhaenyra and show everyone that you belong to them

➼ you're happy to go back to dragonstone soon after with your family and don't leave the nursery at all on the day you come back, having missed your three little dragons so much

➼ after that, everything is just like before and soon enough, baela is pregnant

➼ you're so happy for her and you and rhaenyra spend much time with her and tell her how wonderful of a mother she will be

➼ daemon spends time with jace to prepare him to be a father and jace also comes to you for advice and you never turn him away, always there for your eldest son

➼ your joy and happiness is indescribable when you hold your grandson in your arms and you help put both of your children at ease, telling them that you'll take care of him just like you do with the other three babies

➼ your evergrowing family is just very cute and adorable so many babies so much love shared between all of you. very cute and adorable

[forkloverr]

Hi! <3

I saw your Jim headcanons in time of crisis, and boy i’m glad! They were very nice and i loved them. I’m kinda having a bit of a bad day, the usual, so…

I wanted to kinda request some headcanons (or one-shot, whatever works for you) of Jim Hawkins with a sad gn! (or fem if you’d prefer that) reader. Just they’re very emotional, crying some, watching sad childhood movie scenes (cough Married Life from Up cough) and just needing some comfort and reassurance.

So sorry to bother, i wasn’t totally sure if your requests are open so i wanted to give it a shot, no pressure to write this whatsoever! You could literally just write something soft for Jim and i would be over the moon. Remember to take care of yourself first! <3

hello love! thank you so much, i'm so sorry you're having a bad day :( and don't worry! i love getting requests <3 i hope this is alright, i adore this idea, thank you 🤍 (take care as well!!)

What. A. Disaster. Not only are the skies filled with an unpleasant and dreary forecast, but you totally failed today's test at the Academy. Everything this past week--no- month has gone wrong. Unbearable sadness and stress have been building up inside you- with no outlet to escape. You can barely think a coherent thought. All that occupies your mind is the burning question: "when will it get better?" As you trudge through the squishy, muddy, path home, an idea strikes you. If you had one wish in the world, it would be to go back to being a kid. No responsibilities, besides chores of course. No anxiety, no sadness, just glee and bliss. (or so your mind believes) One way to live that dream is to re-watch your favorite childhood classics. Yes- that's it! That'll cheer you up for sure, who doesn't love those movies? Maybe this day would take a turn for the better. You enter your shared apartment, making sure not to bring in mud on the fresh floor. Tossing your bag on the floor, you make your way to the shower. The LAST thing you want is to catch a cold. The warm water wraps around you like a big toasty hug, giving you at least a couple minutes of serenity. But as soon as you step out, the only warmth is the steam on your mirror. And the sadness returns. After drying your hair, you slip into your precious comfy pajamas and make your way to your bedroom. Your covers greet your body, and you're ready to relax and reopen memories that haven't resurfaced in years. You decide to put on "Upward," (wink wink) you remember watching this movie every night as a kid. A perfect pick. Everything was fine, your body was melted into the mattress, the lights were off, soft pillows surrounding you, until that scene came on. Oh. What you didn't remember is just how heartbreaking this movie actually is. Your sugarcoated nostalgia charmed you to pick a movie you thought would make you feel better, which in turn, made you feel worse. So. So. So much worse. The screen became blurry, blocked out by the tears swelling in your eyes. That was your breaking point. All of the sorrow and pain built up comes rushing out, a neverending collection of tears stroking your face. Hiccups, sobs, and whimpers escape your lips, and the sadness completely swallows you up. That is, until your loving boyfriend, Jim, opens your door. "Hey star, just wanted to let you know I'm home." He gently speaks, peering through the small crack in the door. All he hears is the soft hum of a movie, and... sobs? "Star?? Are you alright?" His voice now has a tone of concern. He enters the dim room, eyes trailing up to your crying figure. "oh..." Jim rushes to your side, slipping under the covers with you. You lean your head on him, only wanting to be held by him. He holds your body like you're porcelain, caressing you as you cry into his arms. "Do you... want to talk about it?" He softly whispers into your ear. The only response he gets is a choked-back sob. "I'm guessing not. That's ok, you don't have to talk." He pauses. "I'm here for you, I always will be. I know what abandonment feels like, and I want you to know whatever you're going through, I'll always be by your side." Your dry yet also tear-stained eyes look up and meet his loving eyes, then you cry even harder because he's just amazing, more than you could ever ask for. You cling to his shirt, afraid if you let go he'll fade away, like a dream gone too soon. Jim rubs his hand along your back, tracing shapes and patterns in an attempt to soothe you. (spoiler alert: it's working) You swallow dryly as the sobs finally stop, finally feeling that sleepy sensation you get after a good cry. The calm after the storm. You snuggle your head into his chest, collecting the warmth radiating from him. Before you can thank Jim, or even actually say a word, your eyes heavily close, and your breaths mirror the beginning of sleep. Jim notices this shift, and chuckles softly. "Even stuffy and red, you're still my beautiful star.." --☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--

[bengiyo]

Wedding Plan Ep 7 (Finale) Stray Thoughts

Last week, Lom finally managed to clear things up with Namnuea with the help of Yiwa and Marine. We learned that Lom also experienced The Knowing along with Yiwa when they were kids and have been loyal to each other for over a decade as a result. Nuea and Lom got it in a second time, and Nuea asked to help carry their secret, much Lom’s awe and surprise. Accepting Nuea’s decision, Nuea’s family declared that Lom is theirs now, should his own family turn on him. Meanwhile, Yiwa’s mom was absolutely cruel to Marine, and so Yiwa has decided to run off right before the wedding.

Where is your grace, Saichom? Why would you scream out the problem instead of solving it? This is why your kids haven’t told you who they are.

Oh, Lom, I wish she had warned you, too.

How quickly these two moms turned on each other after being aligned for over a decade.

Not this guest living for the drama and filming it! They’re throwing the staff around!

I really love the choice to mute other sounds and play music over it instead before cutting to the guests leaving.

Namnuea really is good at his job.

Lom is laughing about all of this! He can read between the lines when it comes to Yiwa.

I love that Lom was correct about Yiwa, and that she didn’t tell him to save him the difficulty of lying. Also relieved that these two have a plan to land on their feet in England.

Lom is having too much fun playing heartbroken.

Don’t worry, Saichom. Nuea and Lom going to do a lot of healing.

Oh, I need to hand out a clown aware for whoever guessed that Nuea was faking sad and drunk from the preview with the flask.

I’m glad these two are thriving.

Namnuea, I love you. Thank you for not letting Lom drunk drive.

I’m glad Lom’s plan involves coming out in a way that doesn’t involve Nuea in Yiwa’s decision to leave.

Very meaningful grabbing behind backs there, boys. Thank you for that.

These two are fun now that they’ve settled.

Yiwa and Marine got married!!

Okay, I love that Namnuea is out of vacation leave from when he ran off earlier. Im said, I got you, boo, but you also gotta get me!

Gays arguing over who gets to propose to whom. We eatin’ good today.

The couple photo of Lom and Nuea is fantastic, holy shit.

Okay, this was a good parent moment. “I might find it difficult to accept, but please don’t disappear,” is honestly so reasonable. I’m into it. Lom hasn’t come out formally yet, but they’re talking about it.

I love the bickering in this company. They’re so funny. Now they’re gossiping. I love it here.

Alright, I have a lot of big thoughts about Lom’s mom coming around and Lom reading between the lines on his mother to know that she gave her blessing as best she could.

Final Verdict: 9.5, Highly Recommended. I never expected to be earnestly recommending a MAME show this year, but here we are. The final resolution of this show reveals an understanding of the fundamental nature of the closet in a way I did not think MAME was capable of. Yiwa understood that the gender politics of their existences meant that she and Marine could not be happy in Thailand and so she decided to leave. I love that with all that Lom and she have given up for each other, I like her taking the opportunity to take on all the hate and derision for him. I love that it’s her choice and not one foisted upon her or expected of her. With this opportunity, Lom and Nuea are allowed to soft-launch their relationship. This is actually so beautiful to me because I like the queers collectively deciding when everyone else is allowed to know. I like that they have to create a narrative that the hets will accept for them to come out peacefully. It’s not fun to live a lie, but we’re not the ones demanding the lies of us. I’m absolutely floored by the earnest way this show faced all of these obstacles and took what felt like such a gross starting line to a fantastic finish. I’m only taking a point here because the kissing with the girls was bad, and their chemistry was a little weak. So, yeah, watch the MAME show about the wedding planner getting the groom.

[angelisgonnastartchangingurls]

robbie on a wednesday

it was a typical wednesday morning at annie's apartment. she was fucking robbie on her bed, naked. in fact, he'd stuffed her panties in her mouth, and so she was moaning through them as he railed her, only spitting them out to praise him as he came on her bush.

after, laying on their sweaty bed, they looked at robbie's latest messages. in recent days, robbie had sent their mother a few videos of himself fucking julia. their mother, increasingly comfortable with all this, told robbie she touched herself to the videos. he'd asked her what she was wearing when she did, and she'd sent him a picture of herself masturbating with a bra and panties on. "take them off for me," he'd said, and she'd sent back a video of herself stripping and then beginning to masturbate. he'd asked her if she'd ever do that in front of him for real. in response she'd ask if he'd jerk off in front of her. "totally," he said.

"well then sure, i'd do that," she'd replied.

"same time?" he'd said.

"i'd be terrified your father would walk in."

"so come over to annie's," he'd said. "she's at work all the time."

"maybe," she'd said.

annie showered and got dressed for work. robbie told her she looked hot in her work clothes and fingered her by the door before she left. he'd made her cum but she pretended he didn't, it was too embarrassing to cum that fast. she'd soaked her panties so much that she took them off before her first patient, left them hanging from a file rack in her bottom drawer to air dry. this was a new patient, a handsome man a little older than annie, who she realized was too sad and withdrawn to even notice that she was shifting in her chair, trying not to expose her pussy under her short skirt.

she had a pretty immediate read on him. he and his wife had had a baby two years ago, and his wife was pretty much finished with him now. it seemed to happen a lot.

"i honestly find this terrifying, personally," annie told him, honestly. "i am so worried that i, like your wife, will stop appreciating my husband when i have kids."

"are you married?" he asked her.

"no, i'm not even in a serious relationship," she said. "but i'm still worried because of how often it happens."

"you don't think it's me?"

"not so far," annie said. "i mean, i'm being very frank with you early just because it feels like it might help you to hear it. you're attractive and sweet and it seems like you're pretty committed to your family. that's hot. your wife doesn't have any interest in showing your sexual attention and it's like.... that's a her problem," annie said. "seriously."

they talked about some ways he might try to shake her out of her stupor. their hour was up.

annie borrowed a cigarette from mark across the hall.

"how have you been lately, annie?" he asked. "you seem a little... edgy."

"what does that mean?" she asked wryly.

"i don't know. you're a little more unkempt i guess. but in a good way. like you come into the office right after a roll in the hay with someone."

"that kind of happened today," she admitted.

"well, good for you," he said. "a couple months ago you seemed very... closed up. now you're loose."

"loose?!" annie laughed.

"not like that," he said. "although, i guess a little like that."

"tough but fair," annie said.

she smoked by the window in her office.

when alice came in, she looked at annie suspiciously. "did you enjoy dinner with angel and jake?"

"yeah," annie said, innocently. "they're really cool."

"angel said she wants to fuck you."

"that's flattering."

"just be careful with them," alice said. "they're a little toxic. angel is, anyway."

"because she does drugs?"

"and lies about being sober," alice said. "i don't think she has ever been sober for a significant chunk of time. except when she was pregnant."

"well, that's a long time."

"angel believes her purpose on this earth is to have babies."

"maybe it is," annie said. "you've never been into the idea?"

"nah," alice said. "you want kids?"

"definitely," annie said. "i am a little worried though. i've been having unprotected sex for years and i've never gotten knocked up."

"that happened to angel, too," alice said. "she had tumors in her uterus. maybe check that out."

"okay, good tip," annie filed that away.

after alice was marie. annie was thrilled about the progress she was making with this buttoned up suburban mom, who was now excitedly telling annie about mutually masturbating with her husband, and how gratifying it had felt to make herself cum while her husband was ejaculating on her panties. it had happened twice so far, and marie told her that she'd even told her friends about it, which had led to a discussion of husband penis size. marie was thrilled that her husband seemed to be the biggest.

"how big is he?" annie asked.

"ten inches," marie said proudly. "we measured."

"fuck," annie said. "why are you keeping your panties on when you masturbate for a cock that big."

marie said she was self conscious about her labia because she'd never been good at shaving her pubic hair.

"get it waxed," annie suggested.

"do you do that?"

"no, but i'm good at shaving," annie said.

"i think i'd be too nervous."

"your husband will probably get to eleven inches," annie said.

"OK, i'll book an appointment," marie laughed.

richard called and asked annie if she wanted to go to dinner. "is it like a dinner or like, dinner?" annie asked.

"it's just you and me," he said. "we don't need to call it a date."

"can we call it a date? if we want to?" annie said.

"yes," he said.

annie went home, showered, put on a slutty dress and sluttier panties.

richard was so charming out in the world. annie could sense their waitress just itching to tear off her panties for him. in the car on the way back to his apartment, annie played with his cock. he seemed very used to women touching his cock in the car.

sucking richard's cock in her panties on his couch, annie was very conscious of the fact that she was well on the way to being fully nude in front of him for the first time. it felt really good. the act of him pulling her panties down nearly made her cum. he went down on her, and that made her cum, and then he fucked her, and that made her cum twice more. she accepted richard's load on her chest, went to the bathroom, and took some cum-splattered selfies for him, but also sent them to sophie.

"my dad's cum?" sophie replied. "hot."

for some reason, annie assumed richard was a one and done kind of guy, so she was pleasantly surprised when he initiated round two. another four orgasms later, annie was delirious. she nearly fainted on the way to the bathroom to clean up this time.

it was around midnight when she saw a text from her father from two hours earlier, asking what she was up to tonight. she sent him a cum-covered nude selfie from the first round.

"good girl," he texted.

"it makes my pussy wet when you call me that" she texted back.

"sorry," she immediately continued. "i'm just so cumdrunk that i have no filter."

"i like the idea of making you wet," he said. "it's nice."

"if you think about my body as just my body, not me but any woman, do i make your cock hard?" she texted.

"LOL" he texted back. "yes of course, i mean obviously, look at your breasts."

she sent him a picture of her breasts, lit by the dim lamp still on in richard's bedroom.

he sent back a picture of his erect cock. annie gawked. he wasn't as big as robbie, it was true. but maybe a little thicker? it looked very good. "daddy i love it," she said.

"good girl," he said. "go to sleep."