#argh. I just wanna cry in my room

[unorthodoxica]

i feel like i'm gonna die, dude. I am just. mentally exhausted after 3 days of non-stop stimulating work that's kind of reached a crescendo and has become too much for my brain. and i probably should have said no to watching a 3 hour movie with my abusive relative after she screamed at me a couple hours ago but.

blegh.

[nctsplug02]

[6:12PM]

GENRE: fluff, smut, parents au, pregnancy au.

WARNINGS: the word giggle and laugh are overused in this, milf and dilf to twins (ages; 4), reader is pregnant (5 and a half months long), gentle parenting, kissing, breast play, nipple play, fingering, cum eating, oral sex (F receiving), creampie, breeding, degrading and praising.

AN| i put the actual request in my drafts and i went back to find it and it was buried all the way down under like fifty fucking other drafts. i feel like a damn hoarder, i apologize for not finishing most of them. ALSO, i know this isn’t a mark dad au request but.. just enjoy LOL! <3

the water runs and covers up your soft moans and giggles as mark kneads your breasts. “mark,” you whine with a giggle interrupting. “i really need to make dinner and you’re keeping me from doing so!”

mark nibbles on your neck and you let out a moan as he nibbles on your sweet spot. “marrrkk, please.” you could feel marks smirk as he nibbles on your neck and kneads your breasts.

screams and something being knocked down causes you and mark to pull away.

“i said stop it!” one screams.

“and i said i don’t wanna!” the other screams.

“mommy!” they both scream and you turn around, pulling yourself from mark.

mark sighs and follows you to the living room where your four year old twins are at. “okay, what’s goin’ on?” you walk in the living room with your hands on your hips.

“mommy! minhyun was—!” your youngest says.

“mommy! minjin, he—?!” your oldest shouts over your youngest.

“okay— nuh-uh, we aren’t gonna do this.” you say making a mouth-zipping gesture.

the two grumble and then your oldest shoves your youngest. “wha—? argh!” your youngest shoves your oldest causing him to stumble back and fall on his ass.

“mommy, did you see what he did?!” your oldest whines and points to your youngest who hovers above him.

you gasp when your youngest smacks your oldest. “okay, no— no, that’s enough! mark,” you turn to your husband who watches while laughing. “stop laughing and help me pull these two apart!”

you sighs and attempt to grab your youngest before he can jump on his older brother but your hand slips from his arm and your youngest throws himself onto his eldest. you pull your youngest off your oldest and you sit the screeching boy on the couch.

you go next for your oldest but when you hover above him, he sits up and shoves you.

“ah— minhyun!” you gasp.

“alright, woah, woah. you do not do that, minhyun.” mark marches up to the boy and gentle pushes you to the side. “you do not push or hit your mommy, do you hear me?”

“i’m sorry, daddy.” the boy cries to mark but mark shakes his head. “you need to apologize to your mom, that was very disrespectful of you. i genuinely thought i raised you better than this.”

the sobbing boy turns to you and lifts his arms, you sigh and lift the crying boy up. you balance the boy on your hip and you wipe his tears.

“i—i’m sorry, mommy. i’m really sorry.” the boy hiccups and your heart melts.

“oh, honey.” you kiss his forehead. “it’s okay,” the boy still sniffles and hiccups as more tears fall down his fat cheeks. “now you know to never ever hit mommy, right?”

“mm—mhm,” the boy nods, his body jerking every time he hiccups. you bring your son and you sit him next to his older brother.

you lower yourself onto your ass and you sigh. “now, minjin, can you tell mommy why you’re upset.” your youngest nods, wiping his tears with the back of his hand. “i wanted to w—watch paw patrol b—but minhyun said no and then he hit my arm a—and grabbed the control from me.” the boy wipes more tears that spill from his eyes.

you look at your oldest who shrinks with guilt. “and, minhyun, can you tell mommy why you’re upset.” the older one bite his lip and sighs. “i really wanted to watch daniel the tiger but when i told minjin, he said no and grabbed the controller from me!”

“okay, i understand that you both aren’t agreeing on a few things. why don’t we watch a movie that we all like to watch together, yeah?”

the two boys look at each other and nod.

“alright, my loves. can you both apologize to each other and give a hug to one another?” the two nod once again and they slide off the couch, coming together and giving each other a nice hug while apologizing.

“minhyun, what you saw minjin do is something you should never ever do. not to me, not to your dad, not to anyone.” your oldest nods.

“i love you two, very very much.” you say to them and you hug them both very tightly. “my sweet sweet boys.” you whisper, giving them both a kiss on the head.

you pull away and sigh. “now, should we coco, again?” the boys nod and cheer. “alright, looks like we have an agreement! i’ll have daddy put on coco for you two and then we’re gonna go back to making dinner, alright?” the two nod and sit on the couch.

you attempt to stand but the belly weighs you down and does you no justice. “damn it.” you mumble under your breath and then you turn on your side, pushing yourself up from your knees.

“geez, mark.” mark throws his hands up in defense with his mouth open as a shocked expression. “a little help would’ve been appreciated.”

“wha— baby, im sorry.” his voice becomes whiney. “alright, i don’t need another crying child. i’ve dealt with two and i don’t think i wanna make it three.” you go back to washing the veggies that sat in a bowl in the sink.

mark scoffs with a half laugh. “well, a little to late, babe. it’s gonna be three— especially with that baby that i knocked you up with.” mark rubs your belly and you tsk. “oh, shut up!” you shove mark.

“oh, my god.” you put a hand over your mouth. “i know where my sweet angels get their shoving from.. oh, my goodness.” you sigh and rub your temples. “i am a terrible mother.”

mark smacks your ass causing you to whine and jump towards him while holding your freshly smacked ass. “don’t say that ever, again. do you hear me?” you pout and nod. “good,” mark smirks. “i’m sorry.” he giggles and rubs your ass for you.

“gimme a kiss, pretty.” mark says, pouting his lips and wrapping his arm around the back of your head and the other arm around your waist.

you push your lips out and you go to your tip-toes, meeting marks lips and smiling when feeling him smile.

“m’kay, c’mon, let’s make dinner.” mark says patting and squeezing your ass, again.

“…mmhm, baby. and, i just wanna let you know how amazing you handled the situation. i’m so proud of you, mommy.” mark speaks to you softly while fluffing a pillow and stuffing it under your hips.

your mind is too drowsy to understand what he’s even saying, just too busy focusing on your husbands fat cock sliding back into your cunt.

“ahh’mark,” you push your hips back and mark softly giggles at you.

it was currently eleven at night, you and mark had tucked the boys to bed around 9:30 because 8 seemed a bit too early for their energies to run out.

you and mark had a short bubble bath time together but it was ruined by marks dick stabbing your back. mark suffered with blue balls while washing you and himself up before dragging you to the room and pushing you on the bed.

“nuh-uh, pretty. keep your hips down for me, alright?” you nod.

your back arches more when feeling droplets from marks wet hair drip onto your back.

“you’re so good for me, y/n.” mark says, grabbing your hips with one hand and using the other as something to hold himself above you. “so so good.” mark squeezes your hip.

“and, you’re not a bad mommy. i hear you say that again and i’ll edge you until i feel like letting you cum.”

you moan into the pillow tucked under your chin. “m—mark.. i’m gonna cum.” you pant. “already, baby?” mark chuckles and spanks your ass while slowing down his pace. “w—well, you’ve been t—teasing me all night—ngh!”

“mm,” mark bites his lip. “you have a very valid point, baby. but, i’m not sure i wanna let you cum yet.” you scowl, how could he do this? “mark, i’ve pushed two babies out of my vagina, this last one will be my third. if you don’t let me cu—!”

your rant comes to a stop when mark pinches your clit. “mhm, mhm. you were saying, baby?” you shake your head. “y—you’re so mean.” you huff.

“aww, don’t be like that. c’mon, baby, i’ll let’cha cum, go on.” mark says rubbing your clit.

an annoyed whine cranks up your throat and finally your orgasm comes.

“c—cum in me, mark. i wanna f—feel you cum in me.” mark tuts and shakes his head. “aww, baby. i’m not even close to cumming yet.”

you look back at mark with confused eyebrows and pouty lips when mark pulls out. “marrkk, why��d you—?”

mark flips you on your back and smiles widely. “beautiful.” mark bites his lips and reaches forward, his hands instantly grabbing your breasts.

“mark!” you giggle, arms squeezing together, collecting your pooling breasts. “you’re so pretty, you know that, baby?” mark says, tweaking your nipples.

“mark, stop it. just fuck me, please?” mark looks down and smirks. “you’re soaking wet, baby.” mark runs a finger down your slit and clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth and shaking his head.

mark leans forward and takes your left breast into his mouth. “you’re so beautiful.” mark mumbles, swirling his tongue around your harden nipple and moaning softly.

mark pulls away and rubs your nipple. “i wanna fuck your tits, baby.” mark whispers and stares up at you through his lashes. “m—my— you said my titties?” mark nods with a wide smile.

you bite your lip, “well, if you really want to.” you say with a shrug and shy grin. “of course i do, baby. especially with these big’ol milkers.” your eyes almost bulge from their sockets. “milkers?! what?!”

“that’s right, baby. i know they’ll fit perfectly around my dick.” mark cups your breast from underneath and jiggles your breasts with giggles.

“you’re not gonna fuck me anymore?” mark stops with your breasts and thinks. “mm, i got it.” mark climbs off the bed and runs to the closet, he retrieves this nude toned toy and baby oil.

it was a dildo. a vibrating dildo that mark had bought off an ad on pornhub. “remember this old thing?” mark asks you, climbing on the bed and turning on the toy dildo.

“is that—?” you gasp when mark slips the buzzing toy into your cunt. “hold that there for me, baby.”

your legs begin to shake and your moans become shaky.

mark crawls up to your chest and chuckles. “it’s been so long since we’ve done this.” mark says, squeezing some baby oil onto his palms and rubbing his hands together after setting down the bottle.

“say, how long has it been since we last titty-fucked?” mark says, rubbing oil onto your breasts and between the valley of them. “i—i think it was four years ago when i was pregnant with t—geez, i’m cumming!” you let out a shaky gasp.

make giggles and shakes his head. make uses the leftover oil on his hands and holds your breasts together. a whimper slips out of marks throat when he sees how beautiful and glossy your breasts are.

“fuck, i’m so hard.” mark mutters and slips his cock between your breasts. “goodness,” he sighs. “i almost forgot how amazing this felt.”

mark looks behind him and giggles when seeing you desperately attempt to fuck yourself with the vibrating dildo.

“i’m so glad your belly isn’t that big yet otherwise we would’ve had some complications, huh?” mark asks, turning back to you.

you nod and bite your lip while holding back from cumming. “y—ye—yeahhh, that’s gr—great, mark!” you hum violently from the vibration.

mark chuckles at you and shakes his head, continuing to thrust his cock between your breasts.

“amazing, love. you’re doing so well. just sitting here and letting me fuck your tits while you fuck yourself with that plastic dick.” mark scoffs.

“m—mark?” mark hums softly, tilting his head and watching as the tip of his cock disappear and reappear from the top of your breasts. “c—can we c—cum together?”

mark chuckles with a whine. “you’re the cutest, aren’t’cha?” you look up at marks eyes and frown. “please, mark?” you plead.

“alright, alright.” mark laughs, giving in.

a few minutes past and within those few minutes, you’re creaming over the dildo with mark shooting his white ribbons on your face.

mark moans lowly and dips his head back, his hips stuttering as he tries to carry on. “f—fuck, baby. gah!” mark hisses.

mark stands on his knees and smirks when seeing your cum-covered breasts. his cum just dripping from your breasts, down the valley, off your nipples, off your chin and jaw.

mark leans forward and begins licking the cum off your breasts. you moan and grab the back of his head, pulling at his barely short strands.

due to his fresh undercut, it was useless to be pulling on his short hairs.

“mark,” you giggle, lifting your chin when mark moves up to your neck and starts sucking all over. “stop.” you place your hands on marks chest.

“‘m sorry, you just taste so good.” mark gags a bit. “uh, beside that baby oil taste.” he rubs the back of his nape.

you laugh and rub his cheek, “markie,” mark hums and nods his head into your palm. “i want you to fuck me, again. please.” mark smiles widely and nods. “anything for you, baby.”

mark finds himself below you with your legs wrapped around his waist and his hands on your hips. marks hips driving into yours while the two of you moan and hiss at the pleasuring sensation.

“you’re such a dirty slut. begging to be fucked in many positions in one night. i love it.” mark says through his gritted teeth.

“markie, i want you to cum in me.” you moan out and you reach forward, grabbing mark by the neck and bringing him down so his stomach his with your bump.

“and, i want you to cum in me, now.” you whispers in his ear.

mark whimpers and humps into you. his hips thrusting desperately forward as he whimpers wildly into your ear.

“‘m gonna put a baby in your belly.” mark groans, grabbing one of your thighs and holding it up against his ribs.

you giggle at him. “markie, i already have a baby in my belly.”

mark groans and shakes his head, suddenly releasing into you without warning. it should’ve been clear when his thrusts started to get sloppy, again.

mark breathes heavily into your neck and pulls away from you. he pulls out and groans, watching as your cunt drips with his cum.

mark looks up at you through his lashes and brings two of his fingers to your pussy, teasing your slit and then slipping them in without a problem.

“m—mark,” you gasp, closing your legs on marks hands. “c’mon, baby. keep’em open for me.” he says softly as he works your gummy walls with his fingers.

mark pulls his fingers away from your cunt and lays flat on his belly. “‘m gonna eat your pretty pussy, alright?” you nod, biting your thumb nail.

mark dives into your cunt and groans, tasting the mixture of your cum and his together. “so sweet.” mark quickly says and dives back in.

“mark.. i’m sensitive.” you whine and gasp while pulling on his long locks. “god, ‘m gonna cum, again.” you cry out and squeeze your thighs around his head.

mark pulls and grips on your thighs while sucking and lapping up your juice. his tongue slurping past your folds.

you go through one last orgasm and finally, mark falls next to you.

he’s all worn out just like you. the two of you breathing heavily. both sweating and sticky.

you whine as mark brings you into his arms. “you’re sweaty.. and sticky.. get away from me.” you heave and mark lets out a laugh. “just wanna cuddle with you, baby.”

you and mark fall in another bit of silence, leading the two of you to sleep.

[jacksdinonuggets]

Carmilla having to take little Vaggie to the dentist for a cavity and then taking care of her groggy baby from anesthesia?

finally finished it! sorry, my mental health just got a little silly the past two days and didn't feel like writing that much.

The Carmine Family were eating dinner one night. Since Carmilla had come home, too tired to make dinner, they ordered out. Just some plain old American food, nothing too special. Everyone was starving, immediately digging into the HellDash bag and pulling out their orders. When Vaggie took a bite out of her burger, she yelped.

“Argh!” she spat out her food into a napkin and held her jaw.

“Are you alright, Mija?” Carmilla asked, putting down her fork (She was eating salad, not a burger, i swear)

“Y-yeah, I’m fine,” Vaggied lied. She may have been forgetting to brush her teeth and her genetics for cavities weren’t very good. In heaven, she was told her genetics were pretty bad but that she wouldn’t have to worry about that because she made it to heaven, granting her immunity to sickness, injury, cavities, and other things. 

“Angels can’t lie, Vaggie,” Odette said, taking a bite from Vaggie’s fries.

“W-well, It’s just a toothache, nothing bad,” She tried to explain.

“Have you been brushing your teeth every morning and night?” Carmilla asked.

“Uhh, Clara! How’s your day been?” She tried to avoid the question

“Vagatha Carmine, answer me. Have you been brushing your teeth?” Carmilla asked again.

Vaggie looked down, “I- uh, have been forgetting often,” Carmilla sighed.

“How many times do you remember?” 

“Maybe once a week?” 

“ONCE A WEEK- Vaggie! It’s been 7 months! It’s probably a cavity,” Carmilla had a disappointed look on her face. She was now worried that Vaggie was becoming a permaregressor because its mainly a little kid thing to not brush your teeth.

Vaggie hung her head down in shame. She just couldn’t remember to do it. There was always either something better to do, or it just slipped from her mind since she never needed to brush her teeth in heaven.

Once they finished dinner, Carmilla made an appointment to get Vaggie’s teeth checked out. Luckily, it wouldn’t take five years to get an appointment, but just a couple of days because she’s an overlord.

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“I don’t wanna go!” Vaggie whined. Carmilla was trying to get her dressed. The baby immediately turned little once she heard she was going to the dentist. The overlord was trying to get her overalls on but vaggie just kept kicking her.

“Come on, baby, you need to,” Carmilla said in a soft and gentle voice.

“Dun wanna!!” Vaggie shrieked. Carmilla wasn’t affected, she was used to the loud crying of babies.

Vaggie cried, kicked, screamed, and squirmed yet she found herself, sitting in her car seat in the back of Carmilla's non-work minivan.

“Oh sweetie, don’t be mad…” Carmilla sighed, seeing Vaggie with crossed arms and pouty lip behind her pacifier.

“Hmph!” 

Carmilla sighed again as they pulled into the parking lot. Time to get Vaggie inside.

Getting the distressed toddler inside of the dentist's office was a lot harder than she thought. Sinners and hellborn looked at her, holding her squirming, screaming, child. She dealt with this before, just with a physically younger child.

While in the waiting room, filling out paperwork, Carmilla has to hold her in place with both legs and one hand. The girl would just not cooperate. The overlord had a tired mom face. Other parents looked over with pity and sympathy for her.

Finally, they were called back and Vaggie was placed into the dentist's chair. Her pacifier was taken out of her mouth. She kept bawling and sobbing and squirming around.

“Carmilla, if she doesn’t calm down, I’m gonna have to belt her down,” the dentist says. Its hell, of course the dentist chair has belts.

But Carmilla knew that would make the situation worse.

“Hey, hey, sweetheart, hold my hand,” She told Vaggie. The little one grabbed it and squeezed it tightly. 

“Now, take some deep breaths,” Carmilla said. While she was focused on her mami, the dentist put something over her nose as she breathed. As the gas entered her system, She became a lot calmer after five minutes.

The dentist took a look inside of her mouth and did some x-rays. He sighed when he came to the conclusion.

“Looks like she has 3 cavities, 2 need to be pulled because of their severity.” The dentist said, “we can pull the two out now and fix the third, or you can wait a year for a new appointment to open up,”

“No! We’ll do it today,” Carmilla says. 

“Alright, I’ll go get my materials” the dentist leaves to go get his stuff.

“Mami? Wha’s going on?” the little voice from the dentist chair asks.

“It’s gonna be okay, mija, your teeth are just gonna be worked on. You’ll be asleep though,” Carmilla rubs her thumb over the back of her hand. She leaned over and kissed her forehead.

The dentist came back a few moments later with all of the tools he would use. He took out a syringe and filled it with a sedative drug. When Vaggie saw this she tensed up and began to panic.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, it’s just gonna pinch for a few seconds and then you’ll be asleep” Carmilla gave her hand a reassuring squeeze as the dentist cleaned her neck.

“Alright, 3…2…1,” The dentist stabbed the syringe into her neck. She screamed for a few seconds before falling deep into sleep. It was hell, of course they would do things in the most deranged way possible. 

When Vaggie woke up again, pain was the first thing that came to mind. She let out a whimper and tried to curl up.

“Hey, baby, how are you doing?” Carmilla asked. She was in the room the entire time she was worked on and it looked really painful.

“Mami…” Vaggie whimpered, “it huwts…” there was blood all over the gauze in her mouth. 

“Shhh, shhh it’s okay, sweetie,” Carmilla pulled her into a side hug and stroked her hair.

Vaggie calmed down a bit after she was comforted. Carmilla had already finished signing the paperwork, so vaggie was discharged. She had to be carried out because she was too tired and loopy.

As Carmilla buckled her into her carseat, Vaggie kept bapping and touching her face.

“Maaaammiii, i feel babbyy, whyyyyy?” She asks when Carmilla gets in the car.

“That’s because you’re a regressor, sweetheart,” Carmilla says.

Vaggie lets out a slurry giggle, “I like feeling baby,” 

“You can stay a baby for as long as you want, Princessa,” Carmilla said, putting her seatbelt on and starting the minivan.

“Mammiii! D’ere wolf i’ da sky!” Vaggie pointed to the clouds in the sky. Her lisp was quite strong due to the cotton in her mouth. 

“Really? That sounds amazing, Vaggie, what other things can you see?” the overlord asked.

On their way back to the carmine penthouse, vaggie kept naming objects and animals that she saw in the clouds. When they finally got there, Carmilla parked the car and unbuckled Vaggie’s car-seat belt, carrying her and the diaper bag inside.

She laid vaggie down on the couch and kissed her forehead before going upstair to grab all the comfort items she would need.

Carmilla returned with Vaggie’s blankie, her weighted stuffy, and some fuzzy socks. 

“Mama! Cuwwles!” Vaggie made grabby hands towards Carmilla. The overlord sighed and draped the blanket over Vaggie, handed her the stuffy, and laid down on the couch with her so they could cuddle. 

Vaggie was very sleepy still and fell back to sleep quickly. Carmilla had to wake her up a little bit later to change her gauze. Since she was woken up, vaggie was very cranky, she wanted to go back to sleep and wanted her paci. But mama said no because it could move the gauze around or get her paci bloody.

“I wan my pathi!” Vaggie sobbed. She had started hysterically crying because she couldn’t have it.

“Bebe, you can have it once you stop bleeding,” Carmilla said, trying to calm her down, rubbing her tummy and shoulder. 

“Wan it now!” she bawled. The caregiver sighed. The usual little vaggie wouldn’t be crying her eyes out over this. But she kept reminding herself that she was feeling off and in pain and was making her really fussy.

“You have to wait, sweetie,” Carmilla told her. Vaggie continued to scream and wail. The overlord just had to let her cry it out. Clara and Odette tried to help but nothing worked. Eventually, she tuckered herself out and fell back to sleep. This was going to be a looong weekend.

[agirlwithbigdreamsforher]

Would you mind doing a one shot there Annie has a rough day like really rough 🥺 and andy does everything in his will power to make her comfortable including waking up in the middle of the night from back pain from the baby so he gives her a massage and the one thing leads to another and things get spicy 🥵 please 🥺🥹

I love this series please don’t ever stop! I’ll still support and read. Btw I’m a silent follower never really done this hope this message gets to you 👉🏼👈🏼

I can do that! I took me a while to answer cuz I had work to do.

ROUGH DAY

THE NANNY: ONE SHOT

A ROUGH DAY

Pairing: Andy Barber x Annie Johnson (OFC)

Summary: Annie is having a rough day and she take out her frustration with Andy.

Warnings: crying, cursing words, pregnancy syntoms, sex, Andy.

A/N: none.

Word count: 2109

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One of the things Andy never liked about Annie, (yes, believe it or not he doesn’t like things about her), was when she shut down because something bother her. She got moody and in general just stop talking. And no matter how many times Andy has told her he was there for her, she kept doing it.

Today was one of those days. Her maternity leave began 2 weeks ago and Annie woke up only to realize her belly had grown more. She had an early doctor’s appointment, she changed, stood in front of the mirror and she looked huge; she couldn’t even see her feet.

“Good morning, honey!” Andy said cheerfully as he walked in to get changed for the day. He had just showered, so a towel was the only thing on his body. Of course he looked good, Annie could see his abs because he was not carrying a child on his belly. Annie turned to see him with hate in her eyes. “Ok, no good morning then.” He got closer willing to give her a kiss but she just dodged him. “Alright… so, you want me to come with you to your doctor’s appointment?”

“No.”

“But what if the baby show us if it a girl or a boy?”

“Argh! That’s not gonna happen! If it hasn’t happened yet, it’s not going to happen now!”

“Hey, I haven’t done anything to you, I just asked a simple question there’s no need to be so bitchy!”

“Fuck you!”

Annie left the room, went downstairs and left. Jake walked into the room carrying his lunchbox and his backpack. Andy was sitting on the bed already putting his socks on.

“Mommy leave me.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take you to school.”

“She upset again?”

“It’s gonna be a long day, buddy.”

And it was. Lunch wasn’t any different. Annie didn’t cook and when Andy asked why she yelled at him and told him he had hands and he could cook himself. After that she went straight to their room and stayed there for the rest of the day.

Andy didn’t get near her until it was time for him to sleep. He walked into the room and saw his wife drifting off hugging her pregnancy pillow.

“Wanna talk?” Andy said cautiously but Annie ignored him completely and closed her eyes. “Good night.” He sighed, got himself comfortable and went to sleep.

It has been 3 hours since Andy turned off the tv and began snoring. Annie was fully awake, she was hungry and in so much pain. In fact she has been in pain from the moment she woke up. It was a small sting on her waist but now it was full pain. She turned and sat on the edge of the bed trying her best not to wake Andy up. She stood up, only to realize she couldn’t stand up straight.

“Jesus.” She put both her hands on the back of her waist and went downstairs to the kitchen to make something to eat and at least calm her hunger.

She grabbed everything to make a sandwich, sat on one of the stools and prepare her food. Once she was done she proceed to eat it. After she finished of course she got thirsty, but when she tried to reach for a glass a sharp pain hit right in her waist, sending some sort of electricity through her spine, her knees buckled and the scream that came out of her mouth was loud enough to wake up the entire neighborhood. She was in all fours on the floor when she heard the footsteps of Andy running down the stairs.

“Honey!” He rushed to the floor, “You ok?” Annie shook her head avoiding his sight, “Is it time?” She shook her head again, “Baby, talk to me.”

Annie turned to see him, cheeks covered in her tears, “My back hurts so bad.”

“Do you think you can sit on the floor?” She nodded and move to be sited against the counter. She took a deep breath and turned to see a very worried Andy. “I’ll help you get up. You think you can do that?”

“I don’t know.”

“Ok, I’m gonna sit behind you and help you stand.” He put himself between the counter and her. Put his arms under her armpits and made her stand.

“FUCK!” Annie yelled as she felt the pain again.

“I’m sorry.”

“It hurts real bad.”

“Where?”

“On my waist.” She lifted her top and pointed the area. “I’m too tired.”

Andy moved his hands under her very prominent belly and lifted it. Annie sighed in relief when she felt the weight being lifted off of her.

“That feels so good.”

“Yeah?” She nodded as she leaned against her husband’s chest. “Can you try to walk to the living room? I won’t let you go, I promise.”

“Yeah.” She gave two steps as Andy kept lifting her belly from behind her.

“Good, you’re doing so good, baby girl.” Annie waddled to the couch; her little penguin walk, as Andy called it, was heavier than the days before. Andy moved to be in front of her, took her hands and help her sat down on the couch. “Be right back, ok?”

Andy came back a couple of minutes later, carrying a warm towel and some baby oil. She noticed how Annie was drifting off again.

“Honey?” She opened her eyes, “How long have you not been sleeping properly?”

“A week.”

“What? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Cuz you’re tired too! You still have to go to work!”

“Honey,” He sat next to her, “We are in this together, if you are not sleeping you need to tell me.” Annie didn’t say anything, “I hate when you don’t tell me what’s wrong. When did the pain start?” Andy move her shirt up and placed the warm towel on her waist. The heat began to bring comfort to her muscles.

“This morning. I thought it’ll go away. I thought it was because I slept in a wrong position, but then the doctor said it was because of the baby weight. To be honest I’m so uncomfortable lately, I want this to be over and it makes me feels like I’m a horrible woman because everyone says I should enjoy my pregnancy but I feel so fucked up!”

“Well, all of those people can go fuck themselves, ok?” Annie smiled to that, “If you are miserable, it’s fine!” Andy moved on the couch to be behind her, “Now, you think if I give you a massage the pain will go away?”

“I honestly don’t know.”

“Let’s figure it out,” Andy put some baby oil on the pal of his hand, “lift the back of your shirt and hold it there.” Andy’s finger began to rub gently above the towel. His long fingers went from her waist, across her spine and to her ribs.

“I’m sorry I was a bitch today to you.”

“It’s ok, you were in pain.” He removed the towel and began rubbing on the waist.

“Oh god! That feels so good!” She leaned to the front as Andy kept rubbing.

It wasn’t long before Andy fingers went under her sleeping shorts touching her butt cheeks.

“You have like a bump here.” Andy pressed one of his fingers on her left butt cheek.

“OW!”

“I think is your sciatic.” Andy rubbed harder and Annie winced, “Maybe if you take your short off I could…”

“How convenient.” Annie said and Andy laughed.

“I mean it, you want the pain go away or no?”

“Fine!” Annie stood up and pulled her shorts down, she was not wearing underwear. Andy put the towel on the couch and she sat on it. “hehe my ass is gonna be warm now.”

The massage continue for about 5 minutes and it helped a lot. She felt sore but not in pain anymore. Andy’s fingers were still rubbing softly on her back when she let herself fall against his chest, she turned to the side and smile at him.

“Thank you.” She leaned in and gave him a peck.

“You’re most welcome.” Andy kissed her back, softly at first, but then Annie put her hand on the nape of his head, mouths open and their tongues dancing. Andy’s oily fingers got under her shirt and to her breast.

“Mmmm.” Annie moaned against his lips when Andy pinched her nipples. Andy broke the kiss and move his lips to her neck.

“You need another kind of massage?” Andy asked her in a husky voice.

“Yes, please.”

“Ok, relaxed and open your legs.” Andy rested her back on his chest, bend her knees and opened her legs. Andy’s hand went south and using his middles and index finger rubbed softly her slit. “My, my, you already wet.” Andy moved his fingers up and down her slid without touching her clit. “What were you thinking while I was massaging you, naughty girl?”

“No…nothing.”

“Liar.” Andy nip her ear and his fingers rubbed her little button.

“Oh! Yes, there.” Andy moved his fingers to her entrance rubbing it as well making her whimper.

Andy couldn’t see her pussy but he could fell her.

“I bet she looks all pretty right now, wet and raw just for me.”

“Andy, please!”

“What’s wrong baby?”

“Can you put your fingers in me?”

“So polite, of course I can, but I won’t, not yet.”

“What? Why not?!”

“I wanna keep playing with her.”

“No, please, don’t tease me.”     

“No?” Andy rubbed her clit faster and then stopped. “Ok.”

“No! I was about to cum!”

“You say no teasing.”

“Andy, please!”

Andy stood up and kneel in front of the couch, dark lustful eyes staring down at her pussy.

“See, all pretty!” Andy didn’t give her a warning before he latch to her pussy like a starve man.

“FUCK!” Annie throw her head back. She could feel his lips sucking her clit and lapping at her hole. “Oh god! Yes!” He began to tongue fuck her. His warm tongue getting in and out of her wet entrance. Annie touched her boobs feeling her orgasm approached, “Yes! Just like that! Please, don’t stop!” Andy could feel her pulsing hole on his mouth. “ANDY!” her hands took a hold of his head and keept him on her pussy. A gush of liquid came out of her and directly to Andy’s face. “FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!”

Andy’s tongue kept licking her pussy as Annie came down form her height. When he turned to see Annie his beard was drench.

“Oh my god. Andy, I’m sorry, I ‘ve never…”

“I know!” He kissed the top of her clit, “It was amazing.”

“Really?”

“Oh, yeah.” He stood up and throw his boxer briefs across the room. He stroke a couple of times, “you think you can do that again?”

“I… I don’t know.”

Andy climbed on the couch and help Annie to get on her side. He lifted her leg and position himself in her entrance.

“Let’s find out.” She was so wet Andy slid in easily. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good.”

 He gave no warning and he wasn’t in the mood of been soft with her. He pounded hard into her, his balls hitting on her ass. Annie’s moaned filled the silence, “You like that?”

“YES!”

“Whose pussy is this, huh?”

“YOURS! OH GOD!

“Damn right is mine.” Andy’s hand went to her clit and as he thrusted into her and rubbed it fast, “oh I can feel you squeezing me, baby.”

“Andy!” He didn’t stop, in fact he moved faster, “Please!”

“One more, baby. I know you can. Come on!” As soon as Andy said that she came again, her pussy contracted against his dick. “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!” She milked her cock and he spilled his seed inside her. Andy took a deep breath and kissed the back of Annie’s head. “Do you think you can sleep now?”

But Annie didn’t answer. Andy moved to see her sleeping already, H laughed a bit but couldn’t blame her because he also felt exhausted. He stood, put his boxers back on, and took Annie in his arms to bring her back to their room.

By the time he walked into the room and placed Annie next to her pregnancy pillow the clock on his bed side table was marking 5:20 a.m.

“Maybe I should shower already.” He said softly.

“Don’t go to work.” Annie said in a sleepy voice. “Stay.”

Andy smiled, slid on his side of the bed and kissed Annie on the forehead “good night, honey.” One more kiss, “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

[rewh0re]

HI HANA idk what time it is in ur area BUT it is ur birthday here where i live (it has been for a couple hours bc i just got home from school lol) so i have come as a cat w birthday pancakes for u („ᵕᴗᵕ„):

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BAE !!!! 😽🌷✨🥂🎂

ok look my love language is words of affirmation / quality time so like i’m gonna slap a shit ton of text but i hope u like it anyways hehe

while we may not have been mutuals for too long, i still appreciate u SO MUCH as one of my first mutuals on this platform ! and of course, as a friend 😚🤍

u genuinely are one of the kindest and most welcoming people i have ever met, and the fact that u always match ur energy w everyone u talk to is so so admirable ! legitimately—there has not been a moment where i have talked to u and it’s been awkward (my girl u are just THAT good <3)

like there have been times where i felt like i didn’t rly “belong” (bruh idek if that’s the right word but) here and u treated me w sm love and enthusiasm ☹️😭 LIKE GIRL U ARE JUST SO COOL AND ACCEPTING ?!?!

plus u have always been incredibly supportive of my works and I WILL FUCKING LOVE U AND THANK U FOREVER FOR THAT >:( especially bc my relationship w my writing has always been a battle, and the fact that u reblog w tags and comment in them makes me feel like what i write isn’t too shitty heh >.< words aren’t even enough to express my gratitude to u 💞😾

(thankuthankuthankuthankuthankuthanku) 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️

AND I ADORE WHAT U WRITE BC GOD IT’S ALWAYS SO CUTE AND FLUFFY AND THE CHARACTERS ARE SO ARGH I WANNA KISS THEM ALL ON THE CHEEK (and u ofc mwah mwah) so pls keep writing and i will keep reblogging 🏃🏻‍♀️🫂💓

ur vibes will continue to be my everything AND I HOPE U HAVE THE BESTEST FIRST DAY OF BEING AN ADULT LIKE 18 WHATTT ?!?! THAT’S CRAZY 😯

btw TELL ME WHAT FLAVOUR OF BIRTHDAY CAKE U WILL HAVE BC I AM INTERESTED AND I AM A BIG ADVOCATE OF CHOCOLATE CAKE hehehe

I LOVE LOVE LOVE U HANA BAE !!! LOTS OF KISSES FROM URS TRULY 🤍😽✨

i hope u liked my dumb paragraphs

SAKI OMG ISTG I WILL CRY. I CAME BACK HOME AND I SAW YOU HAD SENT THIS AND I'M NOT LYING I WAS PACING BACK AND FORTH IN THE ROOM BLUSHING AND SMILING BECAUSE BDJSHFDHDB AHHHHHH

I appreciate the birthday pancakes alot and you are so so cute ilysm I just wanna say I'm so grateful that we are mutuals and that we are friends too because honestly you are one of the best ppl I've met here😭😭😭😭😭

I WILL ALWAYS BE A HYPE WOMAN FOR YOUR FICS BECAUSE THEY ARE SO SO GOOD MY GIRL AND YOU HAVE ALSO NEVER FAILED TO MAKE ME SMILE WIDE (including this text pls I'm smiling as I reply)😩😩😩🤭🤭🫶🏼🫶🏼

and no matter what you will always belong here bbg, ily and I appreciate you so so much so thank you for following me one beautiful day and becoming my friend🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 I truly can't even put into words how grateful I am for this message and how grateful I am that I came across you🫵🫵 I will have any cake you give me bbg cuz it's from you😘😘😘

I absolutely adored your paragraph it made my whole day babe ilysm

[chaersly]

more than like? | huh yunjin x f!reader

pairing non-idol! huh yunjin x f!reader

genre fluff??? idk help// mutual pining

synopsis you overhear your roommate, who conveniently happens to be your best friend that you may have feelings for, crying in her room. who would’ve thought she was crying over... you?

warnings IDK mentioned homophobia like once??? not that serious tho (I MEAN THE MENTION OF HOMOPHOBIA NOT HOMOPHOBIA ITSELF!!!!) honestly this is a rlly badly written short fic it feels like i wrote this a long time ago 😵‍💫

wc 1.4k

(short texts)

you

hey are you okay? i can hear you crying you know

jen ❤️

what

jen ❤️

im not the one crying

you

??? cmon i know u

seen. 00:47a.m.

you

you wanna talk?

we don’t have to if you don’t want to. i’m just asking

:)

jen ❤️

door’s open

i knock on her door, catching a soft “come in” before i entered yunjin’s room. i slowly peeked and i found her, knees to her chest, beside her bed on her favourite furry rug. i take small steps as i observe her. her eyes are teary and swollen, a slight tint on her cheeks, and she was biting her lower lip. i sat on the rug next to her.

“hi.” i said simply, like i was testing the waters, checking her condition. she whispered it back, so soft i almost missed it. “she must be struggling a lot...” i thought to myself. i carefully put my hand over her own that rested on her knee, trying to signal to her to hold my hand. she glanced over at me and gave me a boxy lip smile before entwining our hands. “you wanna tell me what’s up?” i ask, trying to make my tone as gentle and welcoming as possible. without even batting an eyelid, she shook her head vigorously. “you... you wouldn’t understand. you’ll judge me...” taken aback, i quickly assured her. “judge you? i wouldn’t. i could never...” i squeezed her hand a little tighter. she sniffed, sounded like she was on the verge of tears.

“no, you don’t get it. many people would hate me for this but,” she sniffs. “but i think you’d hate me the most.”

my heart shattered.

why would she think i’d ever hate her? if only she knew she’d gotten it completely wrong...

“i promise, i will not. pinky promise, okay? you know i never go back on my words.” i reached out my free hand, pinky out, waiting for her to do it back. she stared at my hand, then into my eyes, and i could’ve sworn she looked at something else for a brief moment... and eventually she locked our pinkies.

“so, tell me what’s up. why are you in... this state?” i asked, hoping she wouldn’t back out now.

“i think,” she pauses, lets out a breath.

“i- i think i like...” she pauses again.

“you like someone?” i ask, cutting her off. she shakes her head, but she quickly catches herself. “well, yea? but that’s not the problem,” she looks at me, her eyes apologetic. “i, um, i think i like girls.”

oh, i get it now. as i heard those words fall out of her mouth, my mind went blank. the familiar feeling of butterflies resurfaced, yet this time she hadn’t even done anything. “keep your cool,” i mentally scolded myself. “she wouldn’t fall for you anyway. you guys are supposed to be friends.”

“so, this person... the person you like is a girl? and that’s how you realised?” she nodded in response. i shifted myself, body facing her now. “wait so, you were afraid that i’d be... homophobic?” i mean, why else would she think i’d hate her, right? yet she shook her head and sighed. “no! no... well, sort of? not exactly but... argh it’s difficult to explain. i can’t...”

“why not? why else would you be afraid to tell me?”

“BECAUSE!” i could hear the frustration in her voice. it’s you! i... i like you...” i couldn’t even believe the words that came out of her mouth. huh yunjin? jennifer huh? my best friend jen, likes... me? is the world ending? i could feel her hand tense up, she seemed unsure of whether or not to let go of mine. i squeezed it tight, not allowing her to let go. i rubbed my thumb against the back of her hand.

“do you mean it? i mean, you’re not... joking? this isn’t some type of prank...?” i ask cautiously.

the thing is, i have feelings for yunjin. jennifer huh... i’ve had feelings for her since the moment we became close friends. as time passed, my feelings just kept growing. even when i was annoyed at her, even when i didn’t talk to her for 2 whole weeks, trying to rid myself of these feelings. i thought i had pushed away my feelings, just let her go. but, deep down, they were just growing, slowly but surely, until it all just resurfaced. and i hated it. i hated myself for liking my best friend. i hated that every time i was with her, all i could think about was how she made me feel. i couldn’t help but feel my cheeks burn up every now and then whenever we hung out. i made a promise to myself a few months back that i would try to stop these feelings so i wouldn’t accidentally ruin our friendship. now that she’s telling me she likes me, i don’t know how to feel. and, how can i trust her? what if this is all a prank, and then i end up confessing, and she ends up hating me because she doesn’t feel the same. so many what ifs... plus, this went against my promise to myself. and i absolutely, hated breaking promises.

“of course it’s not a prank! i.. i wouldn’t joke around about something like this...” that’s true, yunjin isn’t the type of person to mess around about her feelings. “i told you... you’d hate me for it. i’m sorry. i know i’m weird for falling for my best friend. i shouldn’t have let my feelings-”

“jen, listen. i, um,” i close my eyes and take a deep breath. “i like you too. and i’m not saying this to be nice or anything, i actually have liked you for quite some time...” i confessed.

my heart was beating quicker than it had ever beaten and i felt like it was going to stop anytime soon. i suddenly realised i’m still squeezing her hand. i loosen my grip, hand almost slipping away from hers, but this time, it was her turn to catch me. instantly, she interlocked our fingers and grasped my hand with the same strength i used on her earlier.

“you, really like me? but i... i thought you didn’t like...” she hesitated. “girls?” i finished her sentence. “yea, i didn’t know i liked them either until... well, you.” i stared into her eyes, and i knew for sure this time that i wasn’t going crazy. earlier on, she had glanced at my lips ever so quickly that i almost missed it, and she just did it again. “now it makes sense...” i thought to myself. my breath was suddenly unstable and my heart started to beat quick again — or maybe it hadn’t even calmed down from a moment ago.

“can i... um...” her eyes flickered down to my lips. without even thinking, i leaned in, lips landing on hers.

this was my first actual kiss, and i know it was hers too. yet, it felt so natural. it was slow, and soft. the way our lips moved in line with the other’s...

i was head over heels for this girl. no, i am head over heels for this girl.

i pulled away slowly, and my feelings were all over the place. i was excited, yet nervous, a little scared, but extremely happy?

“was that, good?” she asked. but i didn’t want it to end so fast. giving her a nervous smile, i responded, “um, i’m not sure. maybe we should try again? to get... better?” she chuckled and her cheeks turned a darker shade of pink.

this time, she leaned into me. again, our lips connected, the kiss slow and passionate. i unlocked my hand from hers and put my two hands together behind her neck. i inched closer to her, quickly catching her lips after she pulled away for a breath. i couldn’t stop myself. it was my first, and it felt so magical. the butterflies in my stomach never left.

we finally pulled away from each other, catching our breaths. when we locked eyes, i could see her whole face turn bright pink and she couldn’t stop smiling. she looked down and covered her face, but i instinctively reached out for her hand. “no, you’re cute.” i blurted, pulling her hand away from her face. she furrowed her eyebrows and let out a small whine. “stop! my face is so red already...” she whispered that last part.

and if it was even possible i felt myself falling in love yet again. and maybe, just maybe, i would break a promise just this once. just so i could feel happy with the one i like... no, it’s... it’s more than like.

[theorist-influencer-untitled]

11.8.23 Wednesday

1:39 am

Whew... I feel bitter... I feel fat and ugly and wrinkled...

2:25 am

Resting then will shower...

I accidentally saw this on youtube of course... It is just weird... I sense something a force from a girl which scares me so much...

This version... It makes my heart cry...

This one I also want but whew....Argh....I need money and job...

2:59 am

I really like Borgy that body and his pouting cute lips...

4:12 am

I still have windblow...Done,showering can't sleep... Still, thinking of money and job and I wanna get progress... I feel defeated for 16 years.

I lost attention in a way coz one main factor my biological mother is fake... Can't even see my old fucking friends.... I lost friends and life. I don't like anybody here anymore in Cavite since that bullshit thingy happened to me when that dread-locks guy or Miles stabbed me to death...

Still, I want to transfer in ilocos coz it is my pride... They smash me here since 2007! I really wanna see sand-dunes in ilocos and some plastics rocks and pebbles....

I have a question here? Am I tomboy? Nope! I'm bisexual but it is difficult for me to like a girl.

Lesbian-- they are difficult to get, they don't trust new women right away! They are competitive! We are careful...

I wanna leave this place...

9:23 am

I have windblow... Uncle DD suddenly called while my senses is half-awake and asleep and I think I was dreaming of Borgy that my soul is flying with him... Oh! Flesh craving... 16 years without SEX... My mental room in my head are so many thoughts...

Uncle DD said tomorrow they will go here to fix something their new house and bring food and share whatever pay bills... I hope I can ask for money coz I need money, I don't have a job I feel frustrated... I need to get a job,in a lil while...

Yeah... Yeah... I had have sexual craving... The body and face and lips of Borgy is appearing in my dream... Whenever my soul flies I suddenly feel the slimy thing down there... It is my chemical, angels... I feel the frustration and madness within me...

You appear in my dream this morning that pouting lips is somewhere down the hill... It is so weird this am... But it is something good and give a peace in me... Something I want and I miss... Something that makes me feel loved....

Subconscious is on Borgy?or windblow cryptic??? or windblow mental motivation???

So, weird but it is good in my dream... Anyways, I wanna leave Cavite 16 years is too much....Too much for making me nothing and not happy... In my dream I want you Borgy, all of your whatever slimy thing you have...

9:47 am

Give me some peace of mind ... You are in my dream Borgy, frustration... My chemical frustration on YOU.

10:42 am

Whew! Force... Energy... Ignition... Fire...LOVE!

10:58 am

3:35 pm

Why those fucking INC and DJ' s are organized on their sex society organization on Eagle FM , here in Cavite and they planned to rule the world...

I'm so fucking jealous of their SEX since 2007... I don't like them here in Cavite!

I want Borgy to give this kind of "Till Murder Do Us part" theme here in Cavite...

I want some blood here in Cavite...

8:19 pm

I still have windblow... I feel fat,ugly and wrinkled....

As always -- I FEEL JEALOUS ON THINGS THAT I DON'T KNOW...

I feel intimidated on things behind me that I feel or sense an unfairness....

I feel self-pity for being flatten this way and aging for nothing. Thinking of money and my job and I really wanna remove "the deep smile lines" that I have... I hate that I can't do tambay2x even ìn starbucks or hang-out in STARBUCKS. I feel hurt... I'm out of fundings... I need money and job angels...

I'm so decided to transfer in ilocos, I wanna dance on sand-dunes though there are some plastics rocks and pebbles.

I wanna transfer in ilocos, I wanna have a peace of mind... It will be my decision until the end, or until my last breath here though in reality in God's name, it is unfair to die this way literally to be put on 6 feet underground. They just killed me without allowing me to fight fairly.

I feel bitter and I wanna get Borgy I really have mental hunger on him... I have windblow.. I wanna see Borgy's penis! I WANNA SEE BORGY'S PENIS! I really wanna touch that Penis!

11:05 pm

It is 8th today,in a lil while it will pass US by... I still adore YOU Borgy...

[renuqi]

Hello could you write sm about obey me brkthers comfritng you cause youre stressing about school and you want perfect grades but its so hard and that is the knly way you learn to get love and validation so noe you dont know what to do so you just cry,cry,cry and lose motivation ...and yeah...just comfort with obey me brothers (I apologize if this is too personal hs is just so rough haha and all of my professors suck and im away from home,dont even have time to enjoy anything...anwayss i apologize for this mini vent if this is to personal just delete the request) stay safe,drink some water and ont be like me life isnt base on few grades,but i feel like my is so 🏃‍♀️💨

hi anon !! im really sorry that ur going thru this :((( school is such a bitch !! im also super sorry about not being able to write this sooner but i rlly hope you've overcome this and you happy n healthy <33 i also am going to make a part 2 so this post isn't too long

COMFORTING YOU BC OF SCHOOL WORK

⤷ lucifer, mammon, levi x gn!reader (separate)

( pt. 1 | pt. 2 )

warnings: comfort/angst,, reader strives off of academic validation (relatable :()

- [ ♡ ] lucifer

‒ knows how it feels,, so when he found you curled up into a ball in your room with your school work laid out in front of you and your soft sobs echoing through the room,,, he was quick to react </3

‒ sososo understanding

‒ will fetch you a warm cup of tea or hot coco

‒ lets you sit on his lap while hes at his desk and listens to you rant

‒ a great listener,, strokes your head to let you know he's there and he cares

Your muffles sobs echoed throughout your room, the sound flowing into every crevasse in the enclosed room. Lucifer had been ringing your D.D.D but you refused to answer, deciding to not burden him with your problems now, and just hoped he wouldn't bother you until you were no longer in a state of vulnerability. Unfortunately for you, Lucifer burst through your door in a panic, hearing your sobs as he stepped closer to your door.

"Y/N?", he whispers, stalking closer to you.

He knelt down and scooped you up, carrying you bridal style. He no longer wanted you to stay in the suffocating space of your room as it had held the horrors of advanced classes school work, and he set you down at the comfy chair in his study.

"wait here", he inquired, giving you no further information.

You obeyed his word, sitting in the big chair, sniffling every once in a while. When Lucifer returned, he placed a steaming cup of tea on the desk and picked you up to sit himself down. He gently set you down in his lap and moved one of his hands to your waist while the other was stroking your hair. His touch was delicate, holding you as you were as fragile as porcelain.

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

- [ ♡ ] mammon

‒ panics

‒ hes trying his best

‒ cuddles solve everything !!!

‒ swipes all of homework off of your desk and glares at it

‒ 'you did did this >:('

Mammon had been lounging on your bed as you tried your hardest to finish your advanced classes work without breakdown in front of him at your desk. Obviously, this had failed, causing you to try to hide your tears and sniffles. Mammon noticed when he sensed something wrong and he found you constantly wiping your face with yor sleeve, and you death grip on your pencil causing your knuckles to turn white.

"Darlin'?" he stood up, abandoning his phone on your bed and walking up to you.

As soon as he was at your side, you stubbornly turned your head the other way, refusing to show him your burnt out state. Mammon gently turned your head back to his direction with the softest touch and his eyes softened at the tears dribbling down your cheeks.

He pulled you up and pointed at the bed, you simply nodding knowing that he was going to cuddle you until you feel better. On your way to the bed though, you heard the shuffling of papers and what sounded like your pencil bouncing off the floor. You turned, finding Mammon glaring at your work and stomping back towards you.

- [ ♡ ] levi

‒ HE IS SO HARD TO WRITE FOR ARGH

‒ you'll be doing your work next to him as he's playing his game and you suddenly got a notification for your grade on your latest test

‒ your fist clenched and levi could sense your tense aura and immediately paused his game

‒ he grabbed your hands and snuck his fingers in between your fingernails and palms to stop you from hurting yourself more

‒ offers to let you take a nap to calm down in him lap while he's playing

you were revising your notes when suddenly a ping came from your D.D.D. Unlocking it, you find it to be your recent test results. you bit your lip in anticipation as the loading bar was growing fuller and fuller by the second. You had high hopes, you hadn't slept for days just trying to revise enough to get a good grade on this test, that was until you saw the big red 70 percentile on the top right corner. you felt your heart drop, your breathing became jagged as you forcefully blinked the tears back into your eyes. You clenched your fists, your fingernails digging into the palms of your hand.

Suddenly, the blue head of hair turned to face you, his hands gently reaching for yours. You hadn't retracted them away, making him continue, pulling your fingernails away from your palm and sliding his own hand in between.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

You shook your head, and gave him a forced smile, he sighed in response.

"C'mere, you can take a nap in my lap to calm down."

obey me masterlist <3

main masterlist <3

reblogs n likes appreciated !!

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

😡🤬ANGER MANAGEMENT (PART 1)🤬😡

Prompt: Y/N has the life she’s always dreamed of: a good house, a nice car, a fat paycheck, her dream job and some loving friends. Her life feels like a fairytale...but just like every fairytale she’s not safe from the villain, the problem with that? He’s not only an incredibly hot Scotsman but also a fucking pain in the ass!

@drewmcintyrekoccsrocbwdgfan

Word count: Long-ish

Pairing: Drew McIntyre x Reader

Warnings: +18 smut, clit stimulation, angst, dirty talking, cursing, name calling,(possible part 2?Idk)

Notes: I think it’s time for me to face my biggest fear: Drew McIntyre! 😂 all jokes aside, I’ve lost count of how many one shots I have written and soon after deleted about this handsome hunk. There are so many good stories of him out there that I’ve always felt like mine were actually horse shit compared to those so I’ve never had the courage to make this Scottish wet dream an official brand of my writing, but I’m looking forward to achieve new accomplishments on my writing in 2021, so here goes nothing folks! Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and if you’re comfortable with it,please let me know what you think? Some feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ❤️You can check out my other stories typing ‘masochist writes’ on the search bar on my page and my newest story as a fixed post.Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

“Oh Thank God! Just the woman I wanted to see”

I turned around to meet Becky Lynch, one of the few dear close friends I’ve made while working for the WWE as a massage therapist.

“Hey Becks! What’s up?”

“Y/N I need your help, I was doing some training with the guys when suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and now I feel like I wanna cry”

“Oh Becky, c’mon let’s go to my office”

Once we got there I mentioned for her to sit on the massage table.

“So tell me exactly what you were doing”

“I was doing some regular weightlifting, then all of a sudden I felt this sharp pain stretch from my elbow to my shoulder”

“Ok, did you warmed up before hand?”

“Yes”

“Did you added the weights in progressively or were you in some sort of competition against Sheamus, Cesaro and McIntyre as to whom could perform a proper weightlifting faster?” I crooked my eyebrow

“Y/N! You know I would never do that” She tried to hide her shame for being caught

“Becky, I know you! I know how competitive you are and how competitive you GET when you train with Sheamus, Cesaro and the Scottish prick.”

“They started ok?! They said I was no match for them, so I had to make them swallow word by word” She said slightly angry

“Calm down” I chuckled “And I presume you won?”

“Of course I won! As if they stood a chance” She scoffed

I touched her shoulder and palmed the back of her upper arm til I reached her elbow

“And your prize for that my darling is” I looked into her eyes “Six muscular knots, probably some small damage to your elbow nerves resulting in a little trip to the physical therapists and shit ton of pain, congratulations! Are you happy now?”

“Oh no!” She whined “Y/N, please don’t send me to the physical therapists, they will eat my ass off and they’re gonna tell Hunter about this. Please Y/N, please tell me you can fix it?” She stared at me with begging eyes

“Becks” I sighed “I can undo the muscular knots but I ain’t no fairy godmother! If you have some sort of nerve damage that’s up to the physical therapists...there’s nothing I can do about that honey”

“Please Y/N give me some of the red magical relief juice you gave to Kofi” She pleads

“Red magical relief juice?” I asked confused

“Yes, Kofi said he had this horrible pain from an injury and you gave him this red magical relief juice that helped him better than any medicine! Please give that to me too!”

I laughed before answering

“Oh Kofi, Kofi... it’s not an juice, it’s a liquid... a toner. A home made medicine I learned with my grandma. Technically I’m not even allowed to use that, but I know it works, better than these crap versions of Vick’s Vapor Rub” I tossed a little small green package in the trash can.

“Can you give that to me?” She asked with her eyes full of hope

“Fine” I said and she smiles widely

“But, you have to promise me that you will stop with these stupid and senseless competitions! They could permanently damage your nerves you know?!”

“Ok I promise”

I took a small plastic bottle from the cabinet and filled up with some small amount of the toner and placed the bottle inside a small paper bag. I also gave her a little bit of my grandma’s famous ointment in a tiny tin can.

“Alright, so here’s what you’re gonna do: once you get to your hotel room, you’ll take a hot shower and before you put your clothes on, you’re gonna rub the toner from your neck to your elbow all over your shoulder and back upper arm” She nods and I proceed “Then right after you’re going to take a small amount of this ointment” I show her the little tin can “And rub it all over your shoulder, back upper arm and elbow. Right afterwards you get dress with a long sleeve shirt and go to bed. Remember that you cannot leave your skin exposed to the cold air of air conditioning, because if you do it will make your pain and damage way worse! Do you hear me?”

“Yes Ma’am”

“If in three to four days you still feel any sort of pain you’re gonna have to go to the physical therapists”

“Ok”

“Becky I’m serious”

“Okay Y/N I got it” She smiles softly

“Good, now please, don’t tell anyone about this” I shook the little bag “And tell Kofi to keep his mouth shut. I know he means well but I could get fired for this”

“My lips are sealed” She pressed her lips in a thin line

“Thank you” I chuckled “Now, go on and take 20 drops of this” I give her some Ibuprofen “And come back in 20 minutes”

“Why?” She asks confused

“Because we still have to undo those knots and it’s not gonna be the fun kind of pain my dear”

“Argh” She groans

One week later

I was finishing tidying up the massage table from the session I just had with Bayley when someone knocked on my office door

“Come on in”

“Hey Y/N” Seth Rollins said in a voice full of pain as he tried to walk towards me

“Seth are you ok? Jesus, you look like somebody just kicked your balls so hard that they went up to your throat! What happened?” I tried to hold back my laugh

“A long story involving Cesaro and Drew. Moral of the story is my back is fucked up, do you think you can help me?”

“Can you lay down here?” I patted the table

“I guess so” He made his way to it excruciatingly slow as I helped him to lay down

“Where’s the pain worst?”

“My lower back” I touched and he gasped in pain

“Do you think you could give me some of that red magical relief juice?” He whispered so only I could hear it.

Of course I wasn’t surprised about him knowing of the “magical relief juice” since he and Becky were together I figured she told him.

“Did Becky told you?”

“Only today, once she saw I was in a tremendous pain...When she was using it I pressed her to tell me who gave it to her but she didn’t wanted to say, she said it was her fairy godmother”

I couldn’t help but smile at Becky’s inside joke and loyalty. I truly love that girl.

“Sure thing Rollins, just please don’t-“

“I won’t tell anyone Y/N don’t worry! Your witchy recipe is safe with me” He chuckled “Ouch fuck, that hurts” He groaned

“Did you bring any jacket on with you?” I laugh

“Yeah Becky told me to”

“Ok, let’s get start it”

Forty minutes and a relaxed thankful Seth Rollins later. I was finishing washing my hands while Seth pulled the zipper of his jacked up. I could feel his eyes on me

“What is it Rollins?”

“Can I ask you something?”

“If the question is if I am a 450 year old witch then my answer is, you will never know” I whisper as I turn to face him with a smirk

He laughs before saying “Well I’m sure you are sweetheart” He winks playfully “But that’s not the question though unfortunately”

“What is it then?”

He looked at me with a sense of caution before asking

“Why do you hate Drew so much?”

“McIntyre? The Scottish prick? The shitty bearded version of Gastón from Beauty and The Beast?” I ask in disbelief

My hatred for Drew McIntyre goes way back to 5 years ago. To make a long story short he has being a pain in my ass every since I started working here. It all resumes to the bad flirting and endless fights. We’ve always fought at least 3 times a week for as long as I can remember. It’s like a weekly ritual for us, and our fights are always petty and ridiculous such as who will get in the elevator first or who will rent the last SUV car.

“Yeah...” He answers slightly embarrassed

“Well that’s simple, he’s an asshole! A smug fucker who thinks he’s the most beautiful man to ever walk the earth and that every woman alive must fall for him in all fours”

“Is there anything else beyond that?” He asks

“No! Of course not!” I lied. As if I could tell him about my deep sexual desire for the Scotsman

“Are you sure? I mean, you must agree with me that he is very beautiful” Seth answers

“I’m not saying he’s not. I have eyes, so trust me, I know he’s hot as fuck and a very handsome man but that doesn’t mean that every woman on this company wants him!” I scoffed

“Does the ‘every woman’ equals Y/N?”

“Why are you asking me this?” I asked aggressively

“Look, there’s no need for you to get all defensive ok? I’m your friend and I’m just asking this as a friend. I’m not coming for you by any means” He says with a soothing voice

“Sorry, it was just my automatic response”

“It’s okay sweetie”

“But Seth...why this question now?”

“Let’s just say that I may or may not have heard some backstage talk and I would like to know this from your own mouth instead of other people’s”

“Backstage talk? About what?” I ask angrily

His eyes widened “You know what? Let’s forget I ever men-“

“No no no Rollins you’ve started this now you will finish it!” Now I was really angry

“Fuck, I should’ve kept my mouth shut” He murmured

“But you didn’t! So spit it out”

“Ok...I’ve heard one of the girls say that the reason why you hate Drew so much is because you kinda have a hidden want for him to fuck you but since he’s ‘not interested’ you get pissed off” He whispered

“I WHAT??? WHO THE FUCK SAID THAT?”

“Y/N please keep your voice down! Somebody is gonna hear you”

“I COULD GIVE TWO FUCKS IF SOMEBODY CAN HEAR ME! Who’ve said that Seth?” I was boiling with rage

“Sweetie, I’m not gonna tell you who’ve said it because I know you will-“

I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and whispered

“If you don’t tell me who’ve said that right now Rollins I swear to God on God in heaven that I will cut your balls off and shove them down your throat!”

He gulped

“Now who’ve said that?”

“Carmella” He whispered and I smiled letting go of his collar “Y/N please don’t do anything stupid!” He said as I removed my coat

“Don’t forget to rub the toner on your back once you’re out of the shower” I patted his shoulder and made my way to the door

“Y/N where are you going? Y/N please whatever you’re thinking about doing it, just don’t ok? She’s not worth it! Y/N PLEASE!”

But his screams were now faint as I make my way down the hallway to find the blond gossiper girl.

I finally find Carmella “talking”, to Sheamus in one of the hallways.

“Oi Y/N, how’s life treating ya lass?” Sheamus smiles widely at me, making his usual greeting. At any other day it would’ve made my afternoon happier to find that amazing Irish man, but not today! I was so furious that I ignored him and went directly to Carmella

“Would you mind telling me why the fuck are you not only minding my business but also spreading rumors about me and McIntyre?”

From where I stood I saw Sheamus visibly gulp

“Hey Y/N, what do ya say about we go to tha catering grab some coffee huh?” He said urgently pleading

“So? I’m waiting for an answer” I said to her fully ignoring what he just said

“Well Y/N, from woman to woman, I think we both can agree that it’s no rumor. It’s quite visible, to not say pathetic, the way you can’t deal with rejection my dear” She batted her lashes

“And what exactly are you implying?”

“The obvious Y/N! That you want Drew in between your legs but he doesn’t! I mean, let’s face it, he’s too much of a man for you anyways! It’s not like you can handle him, because we know you can’t” She measured me from head to toe making me feel very conscious about the difference between her slim toned body and my thick one full of curves.

I know that most of the men’s in this company usually date or even have one night stands with women who were body equivalent to their own - slender and beautifully toned - , but that doesn’t mean that they didn’t saw my own curvy beauty. Hell, I even got some dinner invitations from some of the guys! Cesaro, Baron Corbin, Finn Bálor and even Seth Rollins (before he got with Becky) were some of them.

“I bet that I received more dinner invitations in a week than you in a year” I scoffed

“But not from the man you want the most right darling?” She evilly grins and I see red! Pure rage in it’s rawest form took ahold of me and I jumped towards her neck but a pair of strong arms stopped me from attacking her.

“Wow, easy now lass” He said

HIM! The cause of all this gossiping with my name, I couldn’t get even more angry even if I tried.

“Let me go McIntyre!” I roar

“Uh, enjoy it while it lasts Y/N, it’s as far as you’ll ever get anyways” Carmella chuckles

I tried to wiggle out of his arms “What the fuck did you just said bitch? I’ll feed you your own teeth you fuck-“

I couldn’t finish my sentence thanks to Drew, who lifted me off from the floor and tossed me on his shoulder, taking me to back my office.

“What are you doing? Let me go! I’m gonna punch her stupid rat’s face!”

“No you won’t”

“What are you doing?”

“I’m preventing your ass from getting fired!” He answers

I tried to release myself from him, but who was I fooling? The man is a brick wall, I couldn’t let myself go not even if I tried hard!

Once we got into my office he locked the door, placing himself in front of it and released me.

“Don’t you never, EVER, dare to manhandle me like that again! Do you hear me?” I stare at him with my eyes full of rage

“You know Y/N, all that anger is not good for you...you could have a heart attack” He chuckled

I was so mad, that tears of anger rolled down my cheeks as I cut the small distance between us and begin to punch his torso, arms or whatever I could reach

“I HATE YOU! YOU’RE THE REASON WHY I AM NOW A FUCKING BACKSTAGE GOSSIP SUBJECT! IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU’RE SO FULL OF YOURSELF AREN’T YOU HUH? SHITTY ASS GASTÓN!”

I was starting to loose my strength due to my ferocious attack, and I would be damned if I let him see that...

When suddenly everything changed, the air in the room thickened and I saw myself now pressed against the door with my hands forcefully pinned on top of my head.

“Aww, that was sweet princess” He smirks confidently

“What are you doing Drew? Let me go” I murmured

“Oh it’s Drew now huh? Why the sudden change love? What happened with ‘Scottish prick, asshole and Gastón’?” He cackled “What’s wrong princess? Not feeling so confident and in charge anymore are we?” He pouts

“You’re hurting me” I lied

“Nu uh, we both know that, that’s a lie. I know you Y/N, every inch of you so don’t you lie to me now! That’s not what pretty little girls like you do” He reprimanded me

I felt confused and slightly turned on by his whole dominant character. But still I felt the urge to fight back.

“And what do you know about me McIntyre? NOTHING! So don’t YOU dare to pretend that you do! You know nothing about who I am or my needs, so quit the act”

He laughed before saying “And that’s where you’re wrong princess” He towered over me, securing my wrists with one of his hands while the other grabbed my cheeks making my lips pout(like one would with a child) and tilted my head up to meet his blue gaze.

“You see Y/N, we’ve known each other for what? 5 years? I’ve done a lot of observing in those years... I became quite good at reading you” He leaned forward..his beard,lips and mustache brushing against my own lips

“So I know for a fact that what triggered you into fighting Carmella wasn’t what she said...But the fact that what she said is true” He searched my eyes for confirmation and when he found it he smirks in appreciation

A murmured ‘Fuck you’ came out of my lips the best way I could since he had this vicious grip on my cheeks.

“Oh Y/N, Y/N... what am I going to do with you princess?” He asks amused as he release my cheeks “I must say though... I agree with almost everything Carmella said” He vaguely added

Pure humiliation filled me, the thought of him knowing that deep down I had a thing for him which wasn’t reciprocal at all made my stomach turn. I felt the tears of humiliation start to rise to my eyes, but I wouldn’t give him the pleasure to see that he had broken me. Instead I reached for the safety of the one thing I knew I could do: fight!

“You let me go right now you fucker or I swear you will regret it!” I said as threatening as I could

“Oh my, won’t you look at that? Kitty has claws huh?” He chuckled lightly

I took advantage of his distraction and yanked my arms as fast as I could out of his grip. The action caught him by surprise, giving me the upper hand to turn around to unlock the door so I could leave. But his surprise didn’t last long as for he saw what I was about to do and pressed me against the door once more, instead now my back was the one facing him so he pressed his semi hard bulge up against my ass with my hands and face now pressed on the wooden door.

“Where do you think you are going princess? We’re not done talking just yet” He whispers in my ear, making my whole body shiver.

“As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me” His lips were glued to my ear “I almost, I said almost, agree with everything that she said..except for one thing”

“If you’re gonna say that-“

“Maybe I’ll have to buy you a ball gag, since you don’t seem to ever know when to shut up...or maybe I should choke you instead,what do you say?”

I gulped loudly

“Or even better, I should fuck your mouth..bury my cock so deep on your throat that you will have no other option but drool all over yourself” He pressed his bulge harder against my ass “, that will make you shut up! I can already imagine how gorgeous you will look with my cock shoved down your throat” He moaned “Would you like that princess? Would you like for me to show you where’s your place? Where you really belong?” He grinds his erection on my ass and the feeling makes me moan softly

“Drew...” I pleaded

“The only thing I don’t agree with Carmella” He continues his previous statement ignoring my plea “Is that I’m too much of a man for you. To be honest I think you’re the only woman in this company who can actually handle me! The only one who will love and beg to be fucked faster and rougher..” His hands let go of my wrists and roam down to cup my breasts roughly, pulling me even closer to his body

“The only one who is the perfect fit for me...who will let me use every single hole as I please” He bites my ear making me gasp for more air.

“Won’t you Y/N? Do you want me to use you like the good little whore that you are?”

My head was buzzing with excitement, I could feel the now very wet pool of desire in between my legs. To think that all of my darkest fantasies with this man were about to come true made me moan a faint ‘Yes’ to him

He grunts at my positive response while one of his big hands unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans so his hand could sink down the fabric to find my very wet core.

“Hmmm I’ve been waiting 5 years for this lass...Fuck, you already feel amazing on my hand I can’t wait to feel this pretty little pussy around my cock” He growls

“Fuck Drew, please” I whisper

“It’s Sir to you, my good little pet” He smirked “Now tell me, do you think I should fuck you right here, right now so that everyone in this company can hear me make you my fuck toy or should we head back to the hotel? What do you say pet?” He asks as his fingers firmly circles my clit making my legs shake

“W- Whatever pleases you Sir” I stuttered

“I see you’re a quick learner huh?” He chuckles amused “I say, let’s show this roster who is the only woman who can properly handle me” He says as he removed his fingers from my core and licked them clean while staring at me. I softly moan to that scene and he smiles deviously before whispering

“Strip now pet and show what a beautiful fuck toy you are for Sir”

To be continued...

Please let me know if you would like to see a part 2 🥺?

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[tw: heavy transphobia]

Lucca Otto knew something was up.

Nearly anyone could have guessed that, given how droopy some of her students seemed. The final nail in the coffin was when Aito Takao dragged herself into her classroom after hours.

“Miss Me Sensei?” the boy started, looking more shy than Miss Me could even imagine for someone of Takao’s disposition. “Can we… talk?”

“Of course, Takao kun.” Otto said, gesturing for Takao to pull a chair up to her desk. “Excuse my surprise but, may I comment on the state of my class?” she asked, smiling humorously as Takao moved one of the plastic seats up to the front of Otto’s desk and sitting down. “They just seem a bit down… do you know anything about that, Takao kun?”

Takao seemed nervous, her ears ticking once or twice before she seemed to notice and stopped the action. “Um… maybe…” she mumbled, wringing her hands together. “I’ve been… I haven't been… I mean…”

“Take your time Takao kun,” Otto said, realizing this may be a more serious situation than she first expected. “There’s no rush.”

Takao nodded and finally lifted her head a bit to look up at Otta. Takao took a deep breath, and finally got it out. “I just- I haven't been feeling… I don’t know… I’m not- not… very… comfortable in my skin… right now.” she said, cryptically.

“Oh… is there anything that’s… um, spurred this emotion, Takao kun?” Otta asked, trying to figure out what Takao meant by it.

Takao nodded, and lowered her head again as she began her story.

“I was out with my mama.” she started, picking at her fingernails. “My birthday is coming up in January- my 15th birthday. That's a really important birthday in Mexico… it’s called a quinceañera, and it’s about… you know… when you turn from a girl into a woman. It’s a super big deal, and my mama’s been planning it like- since I was 3.” she chuckled, but her saddened smile never left her face. “Well… we were dress shopping and… and it was so fun! I was trying on this really pretty yellow dress when… um… one of the workers came up to my mama…” Takao adjusted how she sat in her chair, as if the memory itself made her feel uncomfortable. “She came up to us and… asked us to leave.”

“At first I didn't get it.” Takao laughed, but it seemed more likely that he was just trying not to cry. “It didn’t make sense. I was being well behaved- I really didn’t do anything! I was just trying on the stupid dress- but- they asked us to leave? I didn’t understand but… mama started raising hell about ‘my daughter deserves to be here as much as anyone-’ and this and that, but the lady just said that they had gotten too many complaints… about me being in the dressing room. She said the store was for women looking for dresses and- and you know- that’s me! I’m a girl looking for a dress but- but they didn’t- they just made us leave and-” Takao barked out another laugh, but wiped her eyes under her bangs, doing her best to stay coherent. “And you know- I really don’t care about that! People’ve always- you know- not everyone is gonna be… accepting and- and you know that wasn’t the first time but-” Takao lowered her hands from her eyes, looking up at Otta again. “It’s just… my Tia- ok so- argh! What’s the Japanese word for that? Tia?”

“Tante?” Otta offers.

“Yeah, that sounds right.” he said, nodding. “well... I’ve never seen her in person before. She lives in the US and- and you know we call and stuff but- but we’ve never met face to face and- and yeah she knows I’m trans but-” Takao sighed, seemingly getting her breath back, but not his nerves “I want her to see me as a girl. A girl and a boy! I wanna be seen as both!” she laughed again, nearly shaking in her seat “I- I just don’t get it!” he said, sniffling. “I know who I am! Why can’t everybody just understand that?”

Otta and Takao sat together for just a moment, Takao gathering herself as Otta gathered her thoughts. She wished this was something she could just wave away with a smile or a joke, but this was serious. Takao’s identity had been challenged publicly, and it was messing with him internally. This needed to be handled with the softest of touches.

“Takao kun…” Otta started as Takao slowed her crying. It took a moment to decide how she would start this, but she figured the best way was to just start. “Why are you here right now?”

“Uh… I go to school here…” Takao said, tapping the lapel of her uniform.

“N-no, I mean here as in- like on earth.” Otta cleared up.

“O-oh…” Takao hummed, turning a bit red as she leaned in and whispered. “did your mama not explain that to you?”

Otta stared for a second, but once it hit her, she almost laughed. “No! Takao kun- don’t be obtuse-”

“I’m not obtuse!” he huffed, “I’m Aito!”

At that, Otta couldn't hold it in, covering her face with her hands as she laughed. At least Takao seemed more confused than upset when she finally got a hold of herself. “I mean, Takao, in a philosophical sense. You, me,” she said, pointing between them. “Transgendered people in general. We’re here to be happy, just like everybody else.” she said, smiling as Takao rested her elbows on her desk, listening intently. “No matter what anybody says. Being masculine is not a bad thing- and being feminine isn’t a good thing! Masculine, feminine, androgynous- these are just adjectives, like tall, fat, bright, and smooth- all those are adjectives, and none of them are inherently good or bad. They just are! And you, Takao,” she said, tapping the boy’s nose. “Will always feel uncomfortable if you’re presenting for other people, and not yourself.” she promised, patting the girl’s arm. “It’s your body, and you should do what you want with it. Nobody can tell you how to be a girl, or how to be a boy. You have to find that out yourself.”

“Now… about your behavior…” Otta said, smiling gently as Takao looked away. “I haven't heard details, but I know you haven't been too kind to your friends lately.” Takao still looked away, but nodded just slightly. “What that shop did was absolutely bigoted and unacceptable, and you have a right to be upset. But you can’t take that out on the people who care about you.” she said, as gently as she could. Takao nodded again, and turned back to Otta.

“I think… I think I have some apologies to make…” Takao said quietly, sitting up in her chair.

“I think so too. But given how worried everyone was about you, I’m sure they’ll understand.” Otta promised, patting the girl on the head as his tail wagged for the first time since he walked in.

“THANK YOU MISS ME SENSEI!” he barked, jumping up with an excited aura. “I’ll make sure to make everything right! Thank you for talking to me!” she cheered, running out of the room.

Otta laughed, shaking her head and quietly wondering how Sato sensei put up with such an energetic kid when she heard the click of heels returning to her door. “Um- Miss Me sensei?” Takao said, poking her head through the door. “One last little thing.” She said, slipping back into the room and taking a small card out of her pocket. “Coach said he’d think about it, and uh-” he held up the card, the silhouette of a girl in a dress in sparkling yellow against a black background, a matching ‘15’ right next to it. “You are cordily-”

“Cordially?”

“Uh- sure- you are cordially invited to my quince años… um, here.” She dropped the card flat on Otta’s desk, and Otta picked it up to investigate. “It’ll be at my house- but it’ll be really fun! Uh- I’m inviting both classes, so I'm sure they’d be happy to see you there.”

“I’ll see what I can do, Takao Kun.” Otta chuckled, putting the card into her desk drawer. “For now, I think you should go see your friends. I’m sure they miss you.” she advised, laughing as Takao nodded quickly and ran back out of the room in excitement.

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The One⋄

Pairing : Colt Grice x Reader x Porco Galliard

Summary : your best friend, Colt Grice, tells you how he feels, but you are currently dating Porco Galliard, what should you do?

a/n : I can't really write about angst, but I've always wanted to, so, here it is, the love triangle between you, Colt, and Porco. I feel like this one is more shorter than any of i ever write, sorry bout that, but I still hope you enjoy it.(^～^;)ゞ

"This may be crazy, but I like you [name]."

I just stood there, nothing came out of my mouth, Colt knew I was dating Porco, why did he confess to me?

"Colt? You know I'm dating Porco, right?"

"I know ..." Colt's face looks sad, you know I love Pock, why did you fall in love with me? I thought you are helping me to get with him, I hate it, you know I would reject you right away, Colt.

I told him to tell me why he likes me? He told me that he liked me since I'm coming back from Liberio, he told me he always had his eyes on me, I'm strong, brave, and made him happy. But we are best friends for three years.

I ever liked Colt. I moved on because Colt never showed it, never expressed his feelings for me. I gave up on getting his heart, but Porco, who always listened and made me feel comfortable around him, in the end, my feelings for him grow and we are dating now.

"I can't return your feelings, Colt. I'm happy with Porco, I'm sorry."

"I know [name], I just want to let out my feelings."

"Hey, Coltie! I wanna tell you something... I have a crush on Porco, I just felt comfortable and love being around him, I will confess to him in the future when I'm ready. What do you think??"

He left the room. I'm still confused by what just happened. My number one supporter when I told him I like Porco, helped me date him.

"Eh?! You like Porco?? I guess I have to help you to get with him then, that's what best friend for right?" I'm so pathetic, why did I tell you I want to help you?

Why Colt? I don't want to ruin our friendship. I'm sorry I didn't tell you how I feel back then, But I love Porco so much now, I don't want to hurt him. Sorry.

Please don't change Colt.

"Aww, that's so sweet, Coltie. Who do you like?? Maybe I can help!! Is it Pieck? or maybe... Reiner!?"

Porco entering the room, I do not even realize his form. I'm just standing there, looking at the floor, still processing what happened.

"Babe?! Why are you crying- Who made you cry!?"

Huh-? Me? Crying? I touched my eyes and Porco was right, I'm crying, but why? Why do I cry? Heh, weird.

"Noo!!! I don't like anybody, I have to focus more on practicing, I have to inherit the Beast Titan, remember??" I love you [name], I love you from the beginning, sorry I'm such a coward and not confess to you.

"Is it Colt?! I saw him leaving this room earlier. Argh, just you wait." Porco wants to give him a lesson, but I grabbed his arm, telling him, I'm okay, and this is nothing about Colt.

"I just feel weird, Pock. I'm dating you right? I love you right? Then why? Why did I cry? Why my heart told me to go after Colt?!" I gripped hard on Porco's green jacket.

"[Name]... What do you mean?"

What did I mean? I don't know, Pock. Don't ask me...

"I- I don't know Pock, I'm sorry." Porco suddenly hugs me, tight.

[Name], I'm so sorry for making such a trouble, I'm sorry for loving you. Hope you doing well with Porco.

"You love Colt, do you?" Your eyes widened, you looked into Porco's eyes, not saying a thing.

"[Name], i-if you really love Colt, go after him, now, before it's too late."

"N-no Pock, that's not-"

"Then why are you crying over Colt? It's obvious that you still love him, and not me."

"No no Pock- I really loved you, I swear I-"

"You always talking about Colt, [name], I don't know if you realize it or not, but that's the truth..."

"Loved?... Hey, It's okay, I'm serious here, chase him, tell him you love him."

"I'm sorry Porco!!"

"At least you are happy with him." Tears begin to fall out from Porco's face.

My body moved on its own, leaving Porco, and started looking for Colt, my tears still running down my face.

"At least you are happy with him." Colt realize you love(d) Porco so much.

I hugged Colt from behind. He stops walking. My tears stained Colt's shirt.

"[Name]?! Why are you here?! Why are you crying?! Is it Porc-" I pressed my lips against Colt's, he was shocked at first, and Colt put his hands around my waist.

"I love you Coltie, I always do."

"Me too, [name]."

[agirlwithbigdreamsforher]

THE CONFUSSION OF EXHAUSTION

THE NANNY: ONE SHOT

THE CONFUSSION OF EXHAUSTION

Pairing: Andy Barber x Annie Johnson (OFC)

Summary: Lily gave his parents a rough week.

Warnings: A few cursing words.

A/N:  none.

Word count: 1264

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Ever since Lily was born two months ago, she was a very calm baby. Of course she cried during the night if her diaper was dirty or if she was hungry, but as soon as the situation was handled she went back to sleep.  In general Andy and Annie actually were sleeping through the night except for this week. Lily got a little sick and had a small fever during the week. They took her to her doctor and they have been waking up during the night to check on her temperature and if she needed anything.

They were sleeping peacefully for the first time in a couple of days, when all of the sudden at 3 a.m. their baby woke them up with a very loud crying.

As soon as Annie heard her, she stood and half sleep walked to Lily’s room, her baby kicking her chubby legs and swinging her tiny arms, face full red, tears streaming down her rounded cheeks.

“Shhhh, baby,” she took her in her arms, “Mommy is here.” She went to take the digital thermometer and placed it in her small forehead. The small bip showed in the screen a good 98.7°, no fever.

She began to bounce her and swing her in her arms, but the crying didn’t stop in fact it increase.

“Shhhh, shhhh.” Lily’s crying was louder by the minute. Annie check on her diaper, she was clean. She tried to feed her but Lily wasn’t getting close to her nipple. “What’s wrong sweetie?”

In times like this Annie actually wished Lily could talk so she could tell her what was wrong. Annie kept bouncing her when she heard a thud followed by a soft fuck coming from the hall. Soon after a very sleepy Andy walked into the nursery, his hair a complete mess, one eye still closed.

“Does she have a fever again?”

“No, I already check. I don’t know what’s wrong with her.” Andy took her in his arms. “Her diaper is clean, she is not hungry. I don’t know what else to do. Lily tell momma what’s wrong?

“Honey, you’re tired. And babies can’t talk.” Andy placed her against his chest, her head on his shoulder, he began walking around the room, his large hand slapping slightly on her back, the crying stopped when a loud burp came out of the baby.

“Good job, princess.” Andy giggled at the sound of his baby girl burping. He bounced her a bit more before placing Lily in her crib, her eyes closing slowly after she yawned.

“I burped her before going to bed.”

“Hmmm maybe she didn’t let it all out. Come on, let’s go to bed.”

They walked to their room, each climbing on their side.

“I should know what’s wrong with my baby, right?”

“You always know what to do, honey.”

“No, I don’t; you just saw it! And you immediately knew what was happening.” Andy took her chin.

“Ok, first of all, momma, you’re doing great!” he gave her a small peck, “Second, I didn’t know what was wrong with her, I just had an idea and tried it. And last but not least, I have more experience than you.”

“Argh.” Annie said and crossed her arms.

“Wanna know something?” Annie nodded, “You are doing even better than I did when Jake was a baby.”

“You’re lying.”

“No, I once put his diaper the other way around.” Annie giggled, “And I almost gave him coffee once!”

“What? Why?”

“Well, I was tired, and Jake cried in the middle of the night, so I went to the kitchen to make him a bottle but instead of putting milk in it, I put my coffee inside.”

“When did you know it was coffee?”

“Right before coming back to his room, the bottle was cold and then I saw the dark liquid.” Annie began laughing, “I honestly don’t know how he survived to me!” he said in a mocking tone. “So believe me when I said you are a great mom.”

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you too,” He leaned in to kiss her, “Time to sleep, we need it and deserve it.”

Soon after both of them put their head on their pillows they fell asleep.

Annie turned to the side, her hand hitting against the cold mattress. Silence filled the house, the clock indicated 8:00, and Andy should be in the office by now. She stood up, took the baby monitor and walked to Lily’s room, the baby was still sleeping.

“Of course you’re still sleeping, you tired yourself out after you woke mommy and daddy last night.”  She shook her head and headed downstairs to the kitchen. She opened the fridge, took out the box of orange juice, serve herself a bit on a glass and sat on one of the stools in the counter. She sighed in contentment when a very sleepy Jake walked into the kitchen scratching his tushie.

“Jake?” The boy turned, rubbing his hand on his left eye, “Oh god; your dad left you here. Let me just,” She took her phone out of her purse, “I’ll called him.” Jake yawned.

Andy was driving back home, he could not believe what just happened to him, he was about to make it to the house when his phone began to rang.

“Hi, Honey, hey listen…”

“You forgot Jake! I’m calling the school, I’ll tell them he is sick or something.”

“What? No! Honey, let me explain.”

But Annie just hang off the phone. She then called the school, but no one was answering.

“Where’s dad?” Jake asked as he scratched his head.

“In the office.”

“On Sunday?”

“Yes, sweetie, you know he is… Sunday?”

“Sunday.” He yawned one more time, “Can I haf woffles?”

“I, yeah, yeah,” He heard the door opened, “I can make you some.”

Jake ran to the living room passing his dad who was wearing one of the many suits he had.

“It’s Sunday!” They both said when they saw each other, not believing they actually forgot what day it was. They began laughing.

“How did you know it was Sunday?” Andy asked.

“Just now, Jake asked why you were in the office if it was a Sunday. How did you know?”

“The coffee car outside the courtroom wasn’t there.” Annie let out a small oh, “and a police officer asked me what was a doing there on a Sunday.”

“Oh god!” she laughed, “What did you say to him?”

“Nothing! I ran!”

Annie laughed even harder when he heard the last part. “We are so stupid!”

“No, we’re exhausted. Next time I will check twice the fucking day on the phone before I leave.”

“Well, at least we know tomorrow it’s actually Monday.”

The baby monitor gave notice that Lily was waking up, they could heard her baby noises.

“I’ll get her.” Andy said. “I and that little lady will have a serious conversation as in why she shouldn’t wake us in the middle of the night on a weekend.”

“Don’t be so harsh on her.”

“I can’t promise anything.” He said in a serious tone just to wink at Annie before leaving the kitchen.

Annie began taking out everything to make breakfast when the baby monitor sounded again. “Alright missy, time to chat” a fainted babble was heard, “Oh you think is funny daddy went to work on a Sunday.” Annie smiled, they were exhausted, their hair had been a mess lately, the bags under their eyes where deep, but she wouldn’t chance this moment for anything in the world.

[hwauas]

🕊️: "first steps into the world"

choi san (최산) & jung wooyoung (정우영) - 1,900 words

     “argh.. WOO! BABY! I CAN'T DO IT! HOW DOES IT WORK?"

San was trying his best, in his daughter's room, to put on her new diaper. but he never ever understood how to do it. 

     a giggly Wooyoung arrived in the room. he leaned over San's shoulder, looking at what he was doing.

“appa can't put on your disappear properly? my poor baby.. your saviour is here.”

he talked in a very childish way to his baby, and gave San a hip movement to the side to push him away.

     “hey!”

he gently slapped his fiancé's butt, and back-hugged him after. he was looking at Wooyoung's hands, putting on the diaper as if he's done this all his life — at least, all theirs daughter's life.

“why can't i do it?”

     “i don't know, Sannie. but maybe it would help you if you don't put the diaper upside down? try this next time.”

Wooyoung laughed. he never had been mad at San for failing each time. at least, he was trying. 

     San rolled his eyes. but he quickly was smiling; his fiancé's laugh made his little princess laugh too, and he couldn't do anything else but loin at them laughing.

     Wooyoung finished putting on their baby's body and sleep suit for the night, and took her in his arms right after. 

     “if you can't change her diaper, be a little bit useful and throw away the previous one.~”

he winked to his fiancé, and walked away with the baby to bottle-feed her. 

     San took the previous diaper and threw it away, just as Wooyoung asked — at least, he had skills enough to do it.

Wooyoung stepped by the kitchen to take the bottle with the hot milk in it, and then to the living room to feed Aran. 

     “what would you like to eat, baby?”

San was standing in the door frame, looking at the loves of his life.

     Wooyoung, who was looking at his daughter with eyes full of love, didn't move an inch to answer him. he didn't even look up.

“what your mom made.”

     “oh? did my mom give you something she cooked?”

     “she made you, dumbie.”

Wooyoung looked up at this moment, and smirked as he saw San was a blushing mess.

     “o-okay and.. that's.. that's all?”

     “you're enough for me, don't worry about that.” 

     San walked away, still red, and went into the kitchen. not too long after, Wooyoung heard a few noises coming from there. he immediately knew San was cooking something.

     when Aran was done drinking all her milk, Wooyoung put the bottle away, and softly sat up her daughter to pat her back multiple times. she let out two tiny burps, making Wooyoung smile. 

     “you're doing great love. i'm proud of you.”

he kissed her forehead, and sat her down on his lap. he was maintaining her up so she didn't fall, a little smile.

“you wanna walk a little bit? doctor said we should help you walk, because you're in age to take your first steps, baby.”

he laughed when she lazily fell back against his chest, letting out a tiny cute sigh.

“awww.. baby's tired.~”

     Wooyoung softly rubbed her stomach after she laid her down comfortably. he just stayed there, looking at the most precious treasure of his life, what he was longing for since years: his child.

she was the prettiest to him. and with San, she was the only thing he needed in his life to be happy. 

     “Woo, baby? can you come please?”

     “sure!” 

     for once, Wooyoung decided not to put baby into her baby walker. he just placed her on the ground, next to her toys for her to play or to crawl around.

he went into the kitchen with the baby's bottle to wash. of course, in the meantime, Aran was alone. but she was very calm. 

     “what do you think about that? i used the kimchi your mom gave last time she came. i'm afraid it's too spicy..”

San gave a little spoon of the dish he cooked, and Wooyoung tried it.

     “too spicy? what too spicy? is your tongue broken?”

     “not at all darling.”

San winked at his fiancé, and licked his lips in the most lustful way possible as he was starting at Wooyoung.

      “you're so horny..”

Wooyoung rolled his eyes, and laughed as San playfully hit his arms.

     “you started first! you're the one who said you wanted to eat what my mom made!” 

     they were both enjoying life as it came. with the good and bad events. they were enjoying the highs together, and supporting each other in the lows. they always went through everything together, and nothing could break them apart. 

     “it's good this way. let it heat up for a few minutes more and it'll be perfect.”

Wooyoung pecked his boyfriend's lips, and went back to the living room to watch Aran. 

     she was holding on the sofa, standing up on her feet. she was proudly looking at Wooyoung, a big smile showing off a little dimple on her cheek, and sparkling eyes.

Wooyoung smiled back at her, and came by her side. 

     “did you crawled up there, princess?”

he sat beside her, on the ground, and extended both his arms.

“wanna try and walk a little? i'll catch you before you fall.” 

     she let out a little babbling, and nodded her head in tiny.

she never talked yet. she never said her first word. and she could only crawl. doctors put all their hopes into her walking — if she walks normally within the next few weeks, the lack of words would be considered as a "simple" backwardness and that would mean nothing. but if she doesn't, doctors would consider this is something important related to a syndrome or a disease. 

of course, San and Wooyoung were hoping this was only a backwardness, and they were trying their best to help her baby getting in her feet and walk. and their help worked, since she was now able to stand on her feet, and she was able to walk in her baby walker, or when someone hold both of her arms or hands. 

they were both waiting for the day she could walk. and the day she would say her first word.

     Wooyoung kept both his arms extended, waiting for her baby to try and move. which she did. she let go of the sofa with one hand, and faced one of her fathers. 

     “you're doing great, precious.” 

     as the happy and proud dad he was, his eyes were sparkling — just as his daughter's.

she left one of her feet, and before she could place it in front of the other one, she lost her balance and fell. Wooyoung reacted almost immediately, and caught up before she touched the ground. 

     “dad's here, precious. don't worry.”

he lulled her a little, and put her back in position.

“alright. try again! i'm sure you can do it!” 

     again, Wooyoung extended her arms to secure her, and she started all over again what she was doing. and with a hand on the sofa, she managed to do the three little steps separating her from Wooyoung.

Wooyoung picked her up and hugged her tightly. 

     “dad is proud of you, precious!”

Wooyoung was smiling as her tiny arms were around his neck. 

“wanna try again?” 

     when Aran nodded again, he put her back in position, and moved. this time, a few steps were separating them. but she was to do them without anything to hold to come to him.

     again, Wooyoung extended his arms, and encouraged his daughter to come. she was first whining, because Wooyoung was pushing her out of her comfort zone. but since she understood Wooyoung was promising her a hug, she stopped whining and tried.

     she made a first step, but fell after, when she had nothing else to hold onto. and again, Wooyoung caught her, and placed her around the sofa. 

     “again baby, i'm sure you can do it!” 

     a little tear was rolling down her cheek, but she wiped it away in the cutest way ever. this got Wooyoung's heart skip a few beats. he was deeply in love with his daughter..

     again, Wooyoung encouraged her. and she took two steps this time. she stopped when she realised she had nothing else to hold on, and purposely tried to fall. 

     “nooo, precious!”

Wooyoung caught her again, and forced her to stay up.

“only two steps left! you can do it love!”

with a little smile, he leaned over a little and whispered to her.

“you know.. if you make it, that would be the best surprise ever for appa, and he would be proud of you! just like me! should we surprise appa?” 

     when Aran nodded again, even though she was crying after the hard moment she had gone through, Wooyoung sat up, and extended his arms. he was smiling like crazy when she eventually managed to do them. 

     “Aran i'm so proud of you!!”

he hugged his daughter so tightly. he was also stroking her back softly, trying to soothe her. 

     he stood up with her little girl in his arms, and kissed her wet cheek. he placed her back on her feet. bending over her, he paced his hands on both sides of her to secure her, yet he wasn't touching her. 

     “let's go to Appa! he's in the kitchen, precious.” 

     Slowly but surely, they reached the kitchen. of course, sometimes Wooyoung helped her, and picked her up so she didn't have to walk all the way there. 

     “Appa! look at us!”

Wooyoung said in a high tone to catch San's attention. 

     just like before, he was keeping his hands around his baby's body — still without touching her — and followed each little faltering step. 

     San was looking at them with a big smile. his eyes were teary because of how happy he felt at this moment. their daughter made her first steps. it meant so much to them: she was growing up, she wasn't suffering from any syndrome or disease. and most importantly, she would have as much of a chance as any other kid to integrate into society.

     San picked her up with the same teary eyes, and kissed her cheeks multiple times. even Aran seemed to have understood the situation and was happy. she cutely wrapped her tiny arms around San's neck to hug him. 

     “baby you did it! Appa is so proud of you!!”

he hugged her tightly, showing her how much he loved her.

“you're a big girl, love..”

     “appa!”

both San and Wooyoung stopped when they heard Aran.

     “what- what did you say?”

Wooyoung's heart was beating so fast as he was processing what he just heard.

     “appa.”

     “that's... that's me! i'm your appa!”

the tears in San's eyes fell and rolled down his cheeks as he was hugging his girl softly.

     “oh my god.. Aran..”

Wooyoung almost cried too. he softly stroked his baby's head on his fiancé's shoulder. in his eyes, San could see how proud of them he was...

“we love you, precious.”

     “appa and dad love you to the moon and back.”

     Aran only giggled and let out a few babblings. she quickly fell asleep in San's arm, her appa. they both looked at her with pure love in their eyes, and tucked her to bed. 

     the future was full of good things, now...

[sumire-bride]

Sumire and shuus route (demo) maniac 9

Scene is living room

Sumire- ..haah… (..Shuu-sama told me I was suspended… I was not sure what that meant until.. reiji-sama woke us up…)

(..and well… he was not happy… at all…)

*FLASHBACK*

Flashback is in living room

Reiji- …

Sumire- …

(..there is such a dark aura coming from reiji-sama…. Ahh…)

Reiji- I have no words.. I.. I honestly can’t believe you did such a thing.. I already deal with laito and subarus suspensions and make sure they don’t get expelled which already puts me in a situation and now this!

Good grief do you have any idea how you could have messed up the sakamaki name if I didn’t make your suspension a little shorter, you should be happy that your suspended for a month and not longer,what do you have to say for yourself?!

Sumire- …. Forgive me… I did not realize what I was doing.. until after I had did it…. I am very sorry… I did not mean to cause such.. trouble for you…

Reiji- how do you expect to make this up for yourself ah!? I can’t even think of a proper punishment at this very moment

Laito- ufu, give our bitch-chan a break, we should be happy if I’m being honest. It’s the first time she has ever gotten angry! Shuu was there

Ne ne tell us Shuu, what did she look like? I can’t help but imagine what she must of looked like, her eyes full of rage, did she yell? Ahh… Just the thought of it turns me on~. An angry bitch-chan.. ne bitch-chan show me that face you had yesterday

Subaru- tch.. fuckin perv..

Ayato- little watermelon got suspended, still can’t believe it,

Kanato- if you need a punishment for her then.. I can help with that. Ne teddy what should we do to torture her hm..? Should we rip her pretty eyes out and use them..? Or should we cut off her long legs and use them for one of our.. other projects, or or should we-!

Reiji- silence!

Haah.. this women is such a headache.. well no matter I’ll come up with one when we come back

Everyone get in the car we’ll be late

Sumire- …uh… I did not put my uniform on…

Reiji- what are you talking about? Your suspended..- don’t tell me you don’t know what that is, I shouldn’t be surprised.. suspension means someone stopping someone from doing or going a place or thing

So your not going to school, for a month,

Sumire- …so.. I can not go to school…? I see…

Reiji- seems like you understand, well your not going so when we’re gone.. don’t burn the house down, I’m being serious don’t.burn.the.house.down. Unless you require a bigger punishment then your already getting

Laito- bye bitch-chan! Don’t cause to much trouble while we’re gone Kay~!

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

Sumire- … (..and that is how i got here… I’m not sure what to do… mm… I guess I can go to the music room… piano seems to calm me down…) well I should get going then….

*scene is in the mansions music room*

Sumire- … (…this piano is really pretty… haha… what am I saying… I think all pianos look the same from what I’ve seen…. I am starting to think that the word “idiot” is not a compliment… does this mean I am a idiot…?)

(..the things I do are stupid aren’t they…? I.. I do not understand anything….)

Shuu- oi..

Sumire- ..!!!…

Shuu- you don’t need to jump.. it’s only me geez..

Sumire- ..Shuu-sama….! You are not in school… did you get this thing suspended as well…?

Shuu- why does it matter if I did or not, it’s not like you should care

Besides that.. what are you doing..?

Sumire- ..I am on the piano… is that not obvious….? Ah..! Is Shuu-sama going blind…!

Shuu- okay I get it.. geez.. what I meant was why are you up here, you don’t seem like the type who would be going to random places without a reason to

Sumire- ..Did I need a reason to come here…? I merely came here because I like the sound of piano… I was not sure if I was even going to play anything… I have.. just been in some stress… and piano is soothing to me…

..I knew how to play ever since I was.. a child… my older brother taught me how… he used to play when he came to visit me and father…. I remember the first song he taught me…. He told me when we first sang together that.. I had the voice of a angel… or something else that was better.. he said the same thing about my looks… He said that was only befitting of the only daughter of the kanashi family to be… beautiful…. And have everything that came with it….

..I love the piano and music…. There such amazing things… and the memories of him and my other brothers.. is something I will cherish till the day I die… they’d want me to.. right…?

Shuu- you know how to play this old thing..? Wow Rapunzel actually has something she can do besides reading and acting like a idiot.. what a surprise..

Well, play me something then.. I wanna nap

Sumire- ..huh… you want to hear me.. play…? That is quite funny… haha…

Shuu- why is that funny..?

Sumire- Shuu-sama has never seemed interested in.. any of the things I do… so I find it funny when you do… but I also find it quite nice… I like when Shuu-sama shows interest in my talents….

Shuu- tch.. whatever, I guess I’ll nap listening with my headphones then..

Sumire- ..eh.. if that is what Shuu-sama wants to listen to then I am perfectly fine with it….. (..Shuu-sama also makes me feel happy… I like that he is here… fufu..)

..I am going to read okay…?

Shuu- do what you want.. I doesn’t bother me as long as your quite..

Sumire- ….

*TIMESKIP*

Sumire- …ah.. (..this is sad… poor boy… his love is dying… how sad… but I can not cry about.. such things…. Mother and father will get mad at me….) hmm…. (Maybe I should.. stop reading for now…. So I don’t cry)

..(..Shuu-sama is still napping on my shoulder…. Maybe I should take a nap as well… but I’ve slept quite a bit… I wonder if that is a good thing…. Normally I would myself up by reading before…)

*sumire puts her head on his shoulder*

Sumire- … (..when I look at Shuu-sama… there is a lot I like about him… including his looks… his pale and bright hair colour reminds me of those.. really pretty guys in books…it’s.. it’s nice… a lot of the time when I look at him… he makes me feel dizzy… but in a good way…?)

(..oh goodness this is confusing me… haha… I’m quite confused at my feelings towards you Shuu-sama… I love him but… what type of love is this…? It is a lot different then how I felt about my big brothers and parents… and the servants…. I’m quite confused… ne Shuu-sama please tell me…)

Shuu- oi.. your getting tears on my shoulder

Sumire- ..what are tears…? Uh..

*drip drip*

Sumire- …?.. what is this… I don’t not quite understand….

Shuu- is that not obvious..? Your crying, and you got your tears on my shoulder

Sumire- ..I am crying…! Oh no… I can cry….! Mother will be upset at me… I can’t have that… go away tears…!

Shuu- why tell them to go away.. I honestly don’t dislike you crying.. this is actually the first time I have seen you shed tears.. though I’d wish you’d actually have a frightened look as well, but I guess I can make that happen on my own

Hey.. shed more tears for me

*rustle rustle*

Sumire- …uh… if you are going to suck my blood then.. please wait an till I have stopped these awful tears coming… from my face…

Shuu- don’t wanna.. I prefer it better to suck you blood when your full of them, so go on cry more for me.. not like anyone’s gonna hear right..? I mean it’s just the two of us in this one room,

Or were you expecting something a little more dirty..? Lewd girl

Sumire- ..Why would I want the two of us to get dirty…. It would be troublesome to clean ourselves up… and I don’t quite like dirt in my hands to much…

Shuu- you really are I naïve girl, again I don’t dislike toying with girls like that either

*shuu bites sumire*

Sumire- …ah…! Shuu-sama… I.. (..and there goes my voice…. I.. I don’t want to move…. I can’t move… does.. does this make him.. happy…?)

Shuu- nn… haah.. haha.. look at that I finally got a look out of you.. after multiple tries it happened.. go on make that face more, cry more.. I want to see it..

Sumire- … (..It… it does make him happy… if this is what he wants then I am… willing to…) uh… ah…!

Shuu- I’ve wondered for a while if these we’re either tights or stockings… hmm.. so they are stockings.. they look nice on your legs..

*shuu rips the left sock*

Sumire- …Shuu-sama…! Don’t rip those…! Oh goodness I will need to see those back together….-

*shuu bites sumires thigh*

Sumire- ..argh….!! (…that hurts… a lot…!! But.. but I can not cry about it…)

Shuu- Nn.. hnn… a lot of blood comes from here.. hey you should be happy I gave you a compliment..

You know.. you should wear something else other then his baggy dress, I’ve just found out that you have nice legs.. surprisingly you actually have nice features besides that face of yours.. speaking of which.. there’s another thing I’ve wondered..

Sumire- …?..

Shuu- as of recently I’ve wondered what you’d look like if you didn’t have this annoying dress on. So let me take it off

Sumire- …huh.. what… you want.. no.. no in all ways….! I will let shuu-sama bite me but I will not take my dress of for his… own amusement… my body is for my eyes…

Shuu- heeh.. look at that.. you made another face.. your blushing

Sumire- …I am not doing such a thing…. Oh goodness…

Shuu- so would you rather my brothers see you like that..? See you in all your own little forms..? Or would you rather me see it instead..?

Sumire- ..uh… (..shuu-sama says weird things… I am not quite sure how to answer that… but..) …if I am being completely honest… I don’t want anyone to see me in this state… if my family say me like this now… I’d get in trouble…. But.. (..I am fully aware of what he is implying… I am not that dense)

..I would rather shuu-sama look at me in this state then anyone else… because he is the only one I feel safe around to show him these… scary feelings and expressions with…. so.. if it makes Shuu-sama happy than I am willing to sacrifice what I have stuck to in my life…

Shuu- I’m getting a lot of the things I want today.. strange isn’t it.. whatever.. scream.. shout.. use this opportunity to actually be loud around me.. okay..? Don’t waste it..

Sumire- ..mhm… (..I understand what I am doing is considered wrong in the eyes of father.. but… he is not here right now… so… I am fine… and I am making Shuu-sama happy… so everything is fine because he’s here….)

Monologue

This man and mines body fell close together.. it was almost like we were melting together like candle wax..

I gave up everything I once knew in this moment.. but I feel like everything will be the same by tomorrow.. I’m terrified that it will be the same.. I want things to stay like this for just a moment longer…

This is so different then what I’m used to feeling.. and I don’t understand it.. even after I still didn’t.. I wonder.. what is this..

It’s different from what me and you had.. this “prince” is different from you.. but how..?

It’s the first time I’ve done anything that wasn’t to make you all happy but to make someone else happy.. the first time I asked someone else a question

So tell me.. is this what you’d call “love”..? Is this the same type of love we had..?

Father..

—to be continued—

Maniac 8 — maniac 10

[shozaii]

So I have a request for the main three + Kiri of you still accepting requests. So how about s/o is on her period and she wasn't prepared and bleed a lot and the boys have get her pads after they got over the shock of so much blood in the bed and just cuddle with her cause she feels horrible because of the cramps and stuff, if you want uwu cause my period always kills me huhhh also ur writing is so good im in love, keep it up love 🥰🙌🏾💕

(a/n):hello! i’m very sorry this took very long to complete as i wasn’t feeling well argh!! thank you so much for your kind words hdgh i might cry :’((, anyway, enjoy!

requests are still open!!

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what would they do when their s/o has their period?

warnings: none! except for blood

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midoriya

izuku is the person who notes everything down. he had a personal journal for you, and a part of it was about the situations he might need to face and solve during your period

so you two were on the bed, really, really tired after a long day of training. 

he noticed earlier that you were stressing out even more than usual.

perhaps....maybe not, he thought.

you felt light-headed, so you told him that you needed a drink. he let you go from the cuddled position that you were in.

and only then was he shook

blood! 

“um, y-y/n? don’t freak out, okay?”

“what’s wrong?”

he pointed to your blood on his sheets, and your shorts.

cue yourself freaking out so bad

he freaks out too, but he retains himself. he needs to stay strong for you.

“i...i stained your sheets a-and i don’t kn-know what to d-do! i’m sorry, izuku! i just-,”

“no, no, no! wait, calm down. this is nothing, okay? i can help you. we’ll clean you up first. i’ll head over to your room and grab your stuff.”

he rushes to your room as promised, and just shoved everything into his backpack (he got to know from you that pads should be hidden)

he waits for you outside the bathroom, checking in every 5 minutes.

minutes later and you came out refreshed, but another problem was already there, once you entered his room.

your cramps

he’d be so sad. why should his s/o go through this?

he grabbed his stained sheets and tossed them aside; replacing them with new ones. proceeds to soak the old ones. insists on washing your clothes as well, even though you said no 8377291 times

a gentleman

all that mattered was you and you only

he laid you down, placing your hot pack he got on your stomach. also gave you painkillers (told you- he noted down everything you needed)

once you were slowly getting comfortable, he decided to join you.

“i’m sorry izuku, i wish i knew when it was coming and it’s just unpredictable sometimes. i’ll wash your sheets for you.”

“y/n, what are you talking about? you don’t have to worry about the sheets. i can handle them myself. right now, let’s just focus on making you feel better.”

you fall asleep in his arms. which, you will admit, is the best thing ever.

bakugou

boom boom boi? now i’d like to think that he’s really, really soft when the two of you are alone. doesn’t rage, doesn’t go off. soft bakubabe. imagine the patience he would have to just handling you during your period T_T

you were in his room, on his couch.you laid on his lap, something he didn’t mind at all. he was checking his phone.

it was a long day. you felt more exhausted than usual.

“where do you keep your chips? i’m starving,” you stood up, stretching. your back hurt.

he looks away from his phone.

silence.

“’suki?”

“babe, you’re bleeding.”

“what...?” you said no more, eyes widening at the sight of his cushion stained with your blood.

“oh. my. god.”

you just stood there, tearing up. “i- god i wish i knew! i’ll go wash this up real quick. why am i like this?! i’m sorry, katsuki-,”

“oi, what about you? you’re not leaving like this. this is normal, right?”

you sniffled, nodding.

“okay. deep breaths. let’s get you cleaned up.”

“where a-are you going?”

“your room.”

he takes your bag, placing in your items. doesn’t forget the pads, of course!

once, he noticed you taking painkillers. he found those too, they should be useful. 

only then did he realize how unpredictable those periods are.

when he came back, he checked on you. 

“you doing all right in there, y/n?”

“yeah.” 

he hands you the essentials you needed, waiting patiently.he then grabs the cushion and your stained clothing, reminding himself to clean them up well. 

he was never going to allow you to clean them up.

knocking the door to make sure you didn’t faint. because the next thing that came were the cramps.

oh boy, he was right. you were in pain. he gives you the painkiller, and settled you in. he lays next to you, using a little bit of his quirk on your stomach, since it’s warm.

“feeling better now?” he asked, his other palm on your cheek.

“i’m sorry, katsuki.”

“stop that. it’s what you go through monthly and there’s no blocking it. i’ve never said this before, but you’re really strong.”

“so you finally admit it.”

“haha, yeah. only for now.”

a literal angel. i wouldn’t see him angry for that whatsoever.

todoroki

third gentleman of the day!

you two were in his room. it was the weekend tomorrow, so you two loved hanging out with each other till late night. sometimes in your room, sometimes in his. so you guessed it - this week was in his.

your stomach had this weird feeling already.

“are you okay? you look pale,” shoto asked, placing a hand on your back. 

“yeah, maybe i need a glass of water,” you said, getting up from his bed.

“okay-,” 

he was so confused when he saw blood on his sheets. 

and it was from where you were resting.

he was right. your shorts were stained.

“y/n, love. i think i may know why you don’t feel so good.”

you turned to him.

“OH NO”

you looked at your shorts, your face flushing with the darkest shade of red. right here? now? really? in your boyfriend’s sheets?

“i’m so sorry, sho! argh, what have i done? i understand if you’re mad but please, let me clean them up for you!”

“what? no, i’m not mad. i have to admit, i am really inexperienced with this, but that’s not going to stop me.”

“are you s-sure?”

“i am. now tell me, how can i help you?”

you still had a heavy heart, but you knew he wasn’t about to budge. with enough information, he set off to your room. drawer after drawer, he finally found pads. new clothes. a fresh towel. some essentials.

you also told him about painkillers, but he had those in case if anybody needed it. looks like his s/o did.

he also made sure to soak the stained clothing and sheets. he may have hid them from you,,,he knows you well.

when you came out, you were already groaning in pain. watching you like that only made his heart sink.

dude, he would’ve cried.

with newly replaced sheets, and a painkiller taken, he carried you bridal style and snuggled in with you. like katsuki, he could use his left hand to warm up your lil belly <3

“do you need anything else, love?”

“sho, how can i ever thank you...? you’ve done more than enough.”

“really?” he smiled. “well, i’m glad. get some rest. you’ll be better soon.”

literally crying in the club look how soft

bonus! kirishima

ksks these boys give me the feels

he starts to notice you complaining about how you felt uncomfortable. being the manly man that he is, he wants to help

you were walking around, trying to forget the pain

but that was after you were sitting on his bed, talking to him.

“what did you have for dinner? the same as us, right?”

“yeah! it doesn’t hurt. it’s just this lingering feeling that it’s about to come soon.”

sounds familiar, he thought.

he was thinking real hard, noticing the red dye on his bed.

wait. red dye? but he hasn’t dyed his hair for a while!

oh.

“babe, turn around for me.”

“what’s wrong, eiji?”

you did, only to receive a shocked expression on his face.

“y/n! is it that time of the month for you?”

“huh?”

you freaked out, seconds after realization. saw the bed, freaked out again. “i forgot! i forgot, but how?! eiji, i didn’t mean it! now your bed is stained, it looks so bad! okay, so give me those sheets, i’ll have them cleaned up for you. say no more.”

“y/n! i know you didn’t. let’s not panic, okay? i’m gonna go to your room, grab your stuff, and get back here. meanwhile, i’ll need you to clean yourself up. i can’t send you back like this. that ain’t manly of me.”

“eiji, but-,”

“no, babe. i’m here for you. let’s do this. together.”

as told, he went to your room. while you were in his, cleaning up after yourself, keeping your tears from flowing

he came back very soon than expected. patience was his key!

makes sure you did not get the chance to take any of the stained clothing.

“okay, here’s your hot pack! and take these. i found your emergency pills in the jar.”

“eiji,” you said.

“yeah? what’s up?”

“i wanna cuddle.”

“anything for you, my love!”

you two fall asleep after the pain went down. cuties

you’ll never feel down with him around.

(a/n): fun fact! my cramps get the best of me, too. god, how i wish i could cuddle with someone. :( ehem, anyway! i tried my best! i apologize for any typing errors :/

[peggyrose19]

Everything is Falling Apart - Part 3

I’m trying to not make this as angsty and give it a maybe happy ending? but as mentioned I have no control over these characters, I let them do what they want. Also straight up don’t realize how painful my writing is until people tell me, so. There’s that. Moving on. This whole thing ended up a lot longer than I ever intended it to be, but I’m not mad about it. Writing angst is fun. All of your wails and cursings of my name have been quite amusing to me. Am I a horrible person for that? It’s possible. Whatever. Hopefully this will be the last part, at least I’m intending it to be. If it’s not I’m mildly afraid @im-oknutzy-trash will kill me. She says I need to go back to writing fluff instead. I guess she doesn’t enjoy having her heart destroyed. *shrug* love you Hannah! 

Also, can you tell I’m not from New York? I’ve been a handful of times, so I did my best. No, I did absolutely no research since most of this was written in bed when I was supposed to be sleeping or during class when I was supposed to be paying attention. 

Characters belong to the amazing amazing @lumosinlove, AU is Clandestine by my fav @heyitssmiller, and shout out to @awanderingdeal for the cactus name! Thank you for that. Hope you all enjoy and don’t cry too hard. As always, leave a comment and I’ll love you forever. 

“Logan?”

The voice shook him from his thoughts.  

“Yes,” he blurted out. Finn frowned. “I mean no. Yeah, no. Wait, fuck- argh.” He stopped, taking a deep breath. “I mean, I won’t run away from you, not this time. You’re right, that was… that was not good of me to do.” He ran a hand through his hair, searching for what to say. “Merde, I didn’t think it’d be this hard.”

“Lo.” Finn reached across the table and laid a hand over Logan’s. “It’s okay, really.”

He sighed. “No, it’s not. I hurt you. Badly. And I’m really sorry for that. You- you didn’t deserve that.” 

“It’s alright. I hurt you too, I know I did.”

“Finn, no you didn’t.” Logan shook his head. “You were nothing but good to me, and I just left. I left you in that apartment with all of Leo’s things still there and all those memories of us, of him. I left. And you might have forgiven me, but I haven’t forgiven myself for that.” 

Finn bit his lip, unsure how to respond. 

“It was really hard,” he admitted finally. 

“What did you do with all his stuff?”

“It��s in a storage locker. I couldn’t bear to go through it all.”

“D’you-” Logan stopped himself. 

“What?”

“Do you think we could go through it together? I just… I don’t have anything of Leo’s anymore. And I don’t want to forget him. Please?”

Finn took a shaky breath. “Yeah. Yeah, we can do that.” 

“Okay. Thank you.”

“You really mean it? That you’ll stay this time? Because I really want that.”

“Yeah. I mean it.” 

It was a few days before Logan saw Finn again. He spent his time wandering New York City, exploring the place Finn had grown up. It was fascinating to imagine him as a little boy with his bright hair, scurrying about the city with his older brother, causing mischief and giving his parents brain aneurysms. 

When Finn called him, it was Wednesday afternoon and he was in his hotel room, staring aimlessly at the television.

“Hey.” 

Logan swallowed. “Hey.” 

“So, uh, I’ve got some time tomorrow, if you wanna, you know… “

“For the storage locker?”

“Yeah, that. Um, I can meet you there or we can head over together. Best way to get there is by train.”

“I-” Logan thought for a moment of all the things he hadn’t gotten to say yet. “I’ll go with you, if that’s alright with you.”

“Yeah. Yeah, that’s fine. Okay. Good. I’ll uh, I’ll send you the details tonight.”

“Okay. I’ll uh, I’ll see you then, I guess.” 

“See you.” 

After Finn had ended the call, Logan sat for a long time. It had been like this every time they talked, a strange feeling of the past, present, and future all colliding together into one. He wasn’t quite sure what to do with it. 

When Logan reached the train station the next day, Finn was there waiting for him, glasses perched on his nose. He stopped for a moment as images flashed through his mind. Finn peering over his shoulder at the mission outline, glasses slipping down his nose. Logan reaching up and pushing them back on. Finn taking his contacts out at the end of each long day, blinking away the dryness in his eyes. Late nights with the three of them sprawled on the couch, all tangled limbs and soft kisses as they relaxed into each other, knowing they were home. 

Logan blinked back to reality. That was the past, he told himself firmly. It would do no good to dwell over something that couldn’t happen again. Shaking his head at himself, Logan crossed to Finn, coming to a halt at his side.

“Hi.” 

Finn jumped a bit. “Hey. You snuck up on me.”

“What kind of spy are you, if you’re that easy to scare?”

“Excuse you, I am an excellent spy. I’ll have you know I won Brad three years in a row.” 

Logan laughed. “How could I forget. You still have it?”

Finn looked affronted. “Of course I do! What kind of question is that?”

“Oh, sorry. Of course you do, why did I think otherwise?”

Fin was saved from having to respond by the loud horn of a train as it approached the station. It came to a stop with a hiss and the doors opened. 

“This is us,” Finn said, and they boarded, finding seats together near the back. It was quieter there, with fewer people.

They didn’t talk the whole way there. Logan sat in silence, searching for something to say, but he came up with nothing. What does one say to the boy they used to love? 

When they reached their stop, nerves suddenly bloomed in Logan’s chest. He hadn’t really thought too hard about what they were doing, more focused on Finn sitting beside him. But as they walked the few short blocks to the storage facility, his stomach began to churn. The building loomed before them, making Logan’s heart race.

“I-” He froze. Finn glanced back at him.

“Hey, Lo,” he said gently, walking back and grabbing his hand. “The moment you want to leave, we will. It’ll be okay. I’m right here with you.” 

Logan took a deep breath. Finn always seemed to know what to say. He looked up at Finn’s worried eyes and gave him a small nod. Still holding hands, the two entered the building. 

“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this,” Finn said quietly as they stood before the opened door of the storage unit. Logan clung to his hand. 

As one, they stepped inside. 

Finn grabbed the first box and tugged it open, Logan still at his side. 

“This should have his clothing,” he said, reading the label on the inside flap. He was right; inside were piles of Leo’s old shirts and sweatpants, a few pairs of jeans, some hoodies. Logan pulled out a sweatshirt, soft and faded, one from Leo’s high school, his favorite. He pressed it to his face.

“It doesn’t smell like him anymore,” he murmured. Finn didn’t say anything. He moved onto another box. Logan pulled Leo’s sweatshirt over his head. It went down to his knees. 

“Look at this,” Finn said, looking into the box he’d just opened. Inside were stacks of pictures. 

“You didn’t keep these?” Logan asked, pulling one out. It was the three of them in the park by their apartment, bundled against the cold and leaning into each other, taken by a kind passer-by. The picture had sat on the mantel. Logan had looked at it every day and thought about how lucky he was. 

“No. They just made me sad.” Finn pulled out an envelope, full of unframed photographs. He laughed a little as he began sorting through them. “Remember this?”

In his hand was a series of mugshots of the two of them, nearly unrecognizable in their disguises, both fighting a grin.

Logan snorted. “Do I ever. I kissed you for the first time that night.”

Finn smirked. “I nearly lost my mind when you did that.” 

“So did I.” 

They fell silent again as Finn kept looking at the pictures and Logan moved further into the room. He wasn’t really looking for much, just skimming the labels on the boxes and things left out. But one gave him pause. It was smaller, labelled “Leo Trinkets” in Finn’s neat handwriting. Curious, Logan opened it. 

Inside were, in fact, trinkets. As Logan began sorting through them, he started to recognize them. A small rock he’d found on an op, the same color as Leo’s eyes. Cooking stickers he’d found on a bike ride, the ones Leo said were too precious to ever use. The rainbow mug he’d bought for pride month, Leo’s name in cursive on the side. 

He dug deeper and deeper into the box, a new memory surfacing with each item. Every small trinket or bobble he’d ever gotten for Leo, placed lovingly in this small box. Logan didn’t notice he was crying until his tears fell onto the novel he was holding, the first-edition copy of Leo’s favorite book he’d found for his birthday. 

“You okay?” Finn asked quietly, setting a hand on his shoulder.

Logan sobbed, “I can’t believe he kept all this. I can’t believe you kept it.”

“Of course I kept it,” Finn sniffed. “We kept everything you ever gave us.” 

“Really?”

“Yes. Everything you gave me is in a box in my apartment. Some of it is still out. Like that funny little cactus you got me. I named it Sir Prick-a-Lot.“

Logan gave him a little smile. “Of course you named it something stupid.”

“Ah! Rude.”  When Logan didn’t answer, Finn’s smile faded. He was still staring down at the book in his hands.“Do you wanna bring that stuff back with you?” he asked. Logan just nodded.

Carefully, they packed everything back up, adding a few other things to the box; a few pictures, some of his old clothes. A little while later, they shut the lights off, leaving everything else for another day. 

On the train ride home, Logan held his box close to his chest. Finn sat beside him, their shoulders and knees pressed together. They didn’t say anything.

Logan thought of all the things he’d wanted to say. But maybe not all of them needed to be said. He looked over at Finn, then down at the box in his arms. He didn’t want to forget, to move on. He missed them. And he knew he couldn’t get Leo back. But maybe he could get Finn back, even just as a friend. He was tired of being alone. 

“Finn?”

“Yeah.”

“I still love you, too.”